Golden Fishery

The ship drove out of the pier, breaking through the water and heading towards St. Johns.

On the deck, several female tourists were looking at the bow of the ship either aboveboard or furtively.

Qin Shiou stood there leaning against the guardrail and meditating silently, his clothes swaying in the wind, with a handsome face, a tall and slender figure, and a temperament cultivated by fighting with the waves. No matter how you look at it, he is a handsome man.

Qin Daguan felt the same way, and after he pondered for a while, he took out his mobile phone and put on a scissors hand pose, took a few selfies with a 'snap, bang bang', and then changed his posture, leaning forward at a forty-five-degree angle He looked up at the sky, showed a worried expression, and continued to take selfies with 'pa pa pa pa'.

Looking at the photos on his mobile phone, he thought it was good. Official Qin left the deck with a satisfied smile and walked into the cabin, leaving a few female tourists messed up in the wind.

Weini hugged the little girl and was teaching her how to speak: "...the ship is not Lun Lun, the ship is not a string, it is a ship..."

Qin Shiou pinched his daughter's fat face affectionately, the little girl glared at him angrily, pouted her mouth and started spitting bubbles.

"It's so cute, does it look like a caught crab?" Qin Shiou laughed silly, and then took another selfie while pinching his daughter's chubby cheeks.

Winnie shook her head. She felt that the relationship between her daughter and her father would not be very harmonious in the future, so she, as a mother, would have to work hard.

The little girl screamed, and Wei Ni hugged her in her arms to avoid Qin Shiou's claws, and said angrily: "Okay, okay, stop teasing her, are all the loan documents ready? Check again, To save you from always tossing your daughter when you have nothing to do."

This time Qin Shiou went to St. John's not only to participate in the pumpkin competition held, but also to approach Brandon and get a loan of 500 million from the Bank of Montreal.

Qin Shiou patted his backpack full of confidence, and then he continued to say with a playful smile: "Come on, dear, let's take two photos together. I haven't taken the ferry for a long time. It's strange."

This time they took the ferry to St. Johns. Because I have to go to several places, do a lot of things, and have to carry a big one-ton pumpkin, I have to drive, and the yacht in the fishing ground cannot accommodate the domineering figure of the Ford F650.

Winnie is nothing new. The ferry is now an important means of transportation in the town. Tourists rely on it to connect the island with St. Johns, so after Winnie came to power, she took the ferry several times to experience it. See if there is anything to improve.

In fact, there are still things to improve. The biggest problem is that this small ship is too old.

She sighed: "I wish this year would be over soon. After you pay your annual taxes, I have to buy a new boat."

Qin Shiou asked: "What kind of ship to buy? Aren't there several ships in the fishing ground?"

Winnie said: "I'm talking about the boat used for the ferry. Don't you think this boat is very old? The ferry is the threshold of entering our town, and it is the first to represent our farewell to the image of the town. This boat is a bit too humble. gone."

Qin Shiou looked around and nodded in agreement. This ship has been working for forty or fifty years. The hull is full of rust, the seats are uneven, and the power is also very poor. I don’t know how many times it has been overhauled, and it should be replaced long ago.

But when he recalled what Winnie said, he always felt that something was wrong. What did he mean by waiting for him to pay the annual tax?

Speaking of this topic, Winnie was really excited: "My dear, you are an expert in this field. How much would you say it would cost to replace a new ship? What grade should I replace it with? Which shipyard is the most suitable?"

Qin Shiou couldn't bear to beat her, but he had to tell the truth: "If you rely on the taxes paid by our fishing grounds to buy this thing, then you may have to wait another two years. I don't think we need to pay a lot of taxes this year. I participated in that Many charitable activities, donating so much money, and investing in Bombardier. The money from tax rebates and tax avoidance alone is enough to offset the fishery tax."

After hearing the news, Winnie was greatly disappointed. Qin Shiou said angrily, "What's your expression? The fishing ground is the public property of our husband and wife. How can you harm our interests for the development of the town?"

Winnie shrugged and said, "Sorry, Mr. Qin, I swore an oath to the Bible and the Constitution when I took office. I will abandon my small family to improve everyone. So then, who asked you to marry a woman?" Where's the mayor?"

The two made jokes all the way, the ship docked at St. John's pier, Qin Shiou drove on the road with his wife, daughter and teenagers, they drove the President One, and the F650 followed with a huge pumpkin.

The Pakila Farmers Market is located in the northwest of St. Johns, far away from the pier. The pier is located in the southeast of the city, and the two sides are exactly at the two extremes of the city.

This farmer's market is the largest in St. John's, covering an area of ​​more than 14,000 square meters. It has a 2,000-square-meter fresh-keeping cold storage and a 5,000-square-meter trading greenhouse. There are more than 600 merchants operating here.

Halloween is approaching, and the farmer’s market is full of festive atmosphere—ghost faces are everywhere, inflatable sea monsters and ghost ships are floating in the seafood sales point, and laser lights are shining red on the ground at the meat by-products sales point. It looked like blood was flowing.

"I got a snow!" Qin Shiou exclaimed when he saw this scene, "Is this a horror hall or a vegetable market? If someone here is scared and has a heart attack, whose responsibility is it?"

Gordon squinted at him and said, "Are you afraid?"

Qin Shiou sneered: "Why am I afraid of this thing? I'm just asking casually. Don't you know my courage?"

Shirley, who was playing with her mobile phone, raised her head, smiled sweetly, and then opened Twitter, showing Qin Shiou a photo of him being too scared to enter the kitchen by the Haier brothers.

At this time, someone walked over quickly, stretched out his hand and said, "Are you here to participate in the pumpkin competition? What's your name, please? Tell me, I'll take a look."

Qin Shiou shook hands with him, and just about to introduce himself, the man said again: "Oh, you are Mr. Qin, the owner of the big fishing ground on the farewell island? I have heard of your name for a long time, and I have heard that you planted a big pumpkin, which is the one behind, right? ? God, it's big!"

Qin Shiou shrugged his shoulders at Wei Ni, meaning to see, my buddy is now a celebrity.

The man ordered the staff to unload the big pumpkin. He told Qin Shiou that the pumpkin vines were to be cut off, leaving only 25 centimeters, and asked him if he had any questions.

Qin Shiou was fine, but he was puzzled: "If this is the case, why do you want me to bring the vines over here?"

The man smiled and explained: "Because we have to check the vines to see if there are needle holes or traces of artificial infusion, and the soil is to test whether you have used industrial fertilizers during the planting process, so that we can compete in groups. "(To be continued.)

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