Fisherman: Making A Fortune Starts By Reporting Spies

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While it was still early, not to mention that we couldn't make it to the market in the evening, the tide was high in the sea. If we didn't go back, a big wave might come over and overturn the small fishing raft.

The draft of the small fishing raft was not shallow when going out to sea, and it was not much better when returning. It can be seen that this time there was a small harvest.

At the same time, I didn't forget to call my third uncle, just to ask him to drive a tricycle to the beach to help.

Uncle Su is also very fast. When the small fishing raft docked, I could already see Uncle San driving a tricycle coming from a distance. After fixing the rope of the fishing raft, he had already arrived in front of me.

"Supporting fish? It's quite a lot." Uncle Su had his estimate, and it was precisely because of his estimate that his eyes shone.

"Puyu" is their local name.

The scientific name is dragonhead fish!

Its characteristic is that the meat is soft and boneless, and it has considerable nutritional value.

"It's probably a few hundred kilograms. I'm lucky."

Su Xiangdong also had a look of joy on his face. Gaining something is always a joy, and he couldn't care less: "It's almost five o'clock. Now I'll go to the big market in town to sell it. The time is just right."

"Isn't this solved yet?" Uncle Su didn't even know what to say.

"Time is running out."

Su Xiangdong had already planned it, and the reason was sufficient: "The net is stuck, and so many nets have been caught, the net will probably be scrapped, so it is better to cut it off quickly."

The reason why the sticky net is called sticky net means that the fish is stuck.

In fact, it is a three-tier architecture.

The middle layer is a large mesh, and the two layers on both sides are small meshes. Once the fish gets through, it will be stuck. No matter how hard you try to break free, you can't escape. Unless the fish is smaller than the mesh, it is possible to pass through directly. , either the pectoral fin or dorsal fin is stuck.

"It's a pity that the net is stuck!" Uncle Su was still a little unwilling.

"It's not worth sticking to the net. If you net so much, you will definitely make money."

Su Xiangdong didn't take it seriously. Suddenly he remembered something and patted his forehead: "Are you busy, third aunt?"

"Give me your cell phone and I'll make a call. I left it with her when I came here."

Uncle Su knew everything. Two grown men always suffered a bit of a loss when selling fish. Not to mention that this was a small place where bargaining was a major feature. They were also embarrassed to face middle-aged and elderly women. What's more important is that they don't know the current market conditions and don't usually go to the market.

Several hundred kilograms of dragonhead fish are neither high nor low, and there are too few wholesales. If you sell them to small fishmongers, you will miss the time and have to choose retail.

There are three prices for the same kind of fish, and the difference between the three prices is not small.

After loading the tricycle with fish and nets, the uncle and nephew headed towards the big market in the town.

unfortunately!

Almost immediately, Aunt Su also arrived, bringing with her an electronic scale. This made it much easier to open the stall directly.

Ever since.

The town market welcomes a major attraction.

Two people kept cutting the net with scissors, and one person hawked fish, put the fish on the scale, and collected money.

It can be said that they are cut and sold now. Even if you are at the beach, this kind of scene is rare because others only come to sell the fish after untying them from the sticky net.

"This one costs ninety-five yuan... Madam, don't look at this one. It's half a catty on a business trip. It's a shallow-sea fish, that is, it was caught in a net. Otherwise, it would still be alive in the water."

Aunt Su San didn't build it, but it was a set, but it was true. The main one was fresh and tall: "If you want it, I'll give you nine and three yuan. Anyway, you can pay with mobile phones now."

"Nine yuan, nine yuan a pound." The aunt also knew that what she said was the truth, so she paid the price.

"Okay, but you can't do it, it's the same anyway."

Aunt Su San is very familiar with the habits of the aunties who buy vegetables. They pick and choose, and even the freshest fish will be confused by them. Speaking of it, she also has this habit, just to pick a few better ones: " How many do you want?"

"This, this, and this...five, five is enough."

"It's so fresh and so big, why don't you buy a few more?"

Aunt Su perfectly played the biggest difference between buying and selling. One tried to control the quantity, but the other wished you could buy more. No, when she put it in a bag, she obviously only wanted five, but she ended up putting seven in. Put it on the scale: "Five catties and three liang. Counting your five catties, the total is 45 yuan."

There is no pause, and the speed is lightning fast. Before the lady can say that there is no need for so much, it has been bagged and weighed, and the total price has been calculated for you, and you have picked it up and handed it back.

Now, will you lose two fish or will you have no choice but to pay with fish?

Most people really don't care about this, not to mention that the fish is indeed good fish. In the evening, even if you are at the beach, you really can't buy such fresh fish, and it is still possible in the early morning.

"..." Su Xiangdong watched everything the whole time, and wanted to give Third Aunt a thumbs up, and say again: "It was right to call you here to sell fish."

It’s just that you can’t stop your hands. There are so many fish. Even if you use a net to remove the fish, it’s not easy for two people, especially the evening market here. In fact, it only lasts less than an hour, so you have to race against time.

Night falls.

The time came to half past seven in the evening.

The three of them have returned home. Now Aunt Su is busy making dinner in the kitchen in the morning. Only the uncle and nephew are sitting in the hall of the small bungalow.

Su Xiangdong flipped through his phone for a long time, and finally raised his head and looked at Uncle Su, who had been looking forward to it for a long time.

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