space fisherman

Chapter 88: Five and a half pounds

In the evening, the family had dinner happily.

My sister is also in a much brighter mood. Maybe it’s because she cried last night and vented her inner thoughts, or maybe her brother-in-law did something. Anyway, it’s okay that my sister is in a better mood.

While everyone was having dinner, Ye Yuan's cell phone rang, and it turned out that the call was from the second child.

After picking up, the person on the other end said in a very apologetic tone: "Fourth, there was a little problem here, and I told you about your gloomy matter."

"Huh? What's going on?"

Ye Yuan did not blame Lao Er too much for this matter. After all, the thing was salvaged from the high seas, and he still had the video in his hand, so he was not afraid of anyone saying anything.

"It's like this. Didn't I use your gloomy wood to make a sea of tea for my dad? Who knew that my dad would show off to others."

"A person from my dad's literary and entertainment circle took a fancy to it and wanted to buy it.

But my father didn't agree to sell it, so he sold me in the end.

The man insisted on asking me about the origin of the gloomy wood, but I never told him. But a few days ago, when I drank too much, I spilled the beans and said that one of my buddies gave it to me.

He became interested and asked you to buy a piece of it no matter what."

"Originally I didn't plan to tell you, but this guy has a good relationship with my dad and helps my family's business, so it's not easy to offend me. This time, brother, I can't forgive you."

The second child was very embarrassed and told what happened in one breath.

Ye Yuan thought for a while and asked.

"How much does he want to buy?"

"I didn't mention this. I just wanted to buy one for decoration. It shouldn't be too big."

The second brother explained over there.

"Well, just this once, you didn't tell anyone how much I had, did you?"

Ye Yuan was really worried that the second child would reveal that he owned a lot of gloomy wood.

"No, no, I'm afraid you won't agree. I just said I'd give it a try and ask for help. If you want to sell, I'll help you contact him. Anyway, the old guy is not short of money, and he is a wealthy owner.

If you want to sell it, give him a good deal of money."

Ye Yuan thought to himself that if it wasn't a lot, it wouldn't matter if he gave the second one some face.

He still knows Er Er very well. If he can push it, he will definitely withdraw it. If he can make this call to himself, there is nothing he can do.

"Then you can bring him over someday. I'm just coming back and I'm going to sea again in a few days."

After Ye Yuan thought for a while, he agreed.

"Okay, I will take him there as soon as possible. Don't worry, I won't delay your departure to sea."

Ye Yuan suddenly thought that he still had a piece of ambergris in his hand, but he didn't know if this thing was good for sale. Since the second son's father had literary friends, this thing should also be marketable, right?

"By the way, I have a piece of ambergris here. Do you think you can help me sell it?"

Ye Yuan asked with the attitude of giving it a try.

There was silence on the other side of the phone for a while, and then he asked with some uncertainty:

"How big is it? Are you sure it's ambergris? It's hard to find that thing now."

"Five and a half pounds."

Ye Yuan directly stated the weight of his ambergris.

"..."

There was no sound on the phone for a while. Ye Yuan thought the call was disconnected, but just as he was about to hang up, the second voice came from over there.

"You are the eldest brother, you are the real eldest brother. How come things are measured in grams? How come you are talking about pounds?"

The low roar of the second child sounded in Ye Yuan's ears.

Ye Yuan subconsciously put the phone away from his ears.

"It's so big anyway, see if you can help me sell it."

Ye Yuan didn't bother to talk to this guy anymore. After saying the last sentence, he hung up the phone directly.

...

Thousands of kilometers away from Ye Yuan, in a villa in Western Province.

Zhang Wuwu was sitting in the study room of his home, still holding a phone call with one hand.

After a long time, I found that the call had been hung up.

Zhang Wuyou looked at his phone blankly. Did he just have an auditory hallucination? When was ambergris sold by the same weight as Chinese cabbage?

Walking into his tea room, two middle-aged men were sitting opposite each other enjoying tea.

The man behind the tea sea is fat and his most striking feature is his large earlobes. If he were naked and looked at from a distance, he would look like Maitreya Buddha.

Sitting opposite him was a thin, middle-aged man who looked to be in his fifties, with gray hair and eyes, giving him an elegant feel.

Seeing Zhang Wuwu come in, the thin middle-aged man asked:

"How about it? Does your friend still have such a good product?"

He pointed to the sea of tea in front of him.

Zhang Wuyue nodded, "There are others, but not as big as this one."

"It doesn't matter. I'm not as prodigal as your family. What do you think about making tea with such a good thing?

I just want to use it to make a Buddha statue, a size of 30 centimeters is enough.”

The thin middle-aged man said happily.

"that..."

Zhang Wuwu didn't know how to speak.

The thin middle-aged man said worriedly: "Why doesn't your friend want to sell it? If it's the price, don't worry, he won't suffer a loss."

Zhang Wuwu shook his head helplessly, "No, after Yinchenmu arrives, you can talk to him yourself. It should be fine for a piece as big as you want.

He also has another item over there that he wants me to help him with."

Zhang Wuwu said and looked at the obese middle-aged man. This was his father, Zhang Decai.

The two middle-aged men were very surprised.

Zhang Decai opened his mouth and said:

"What is it?"

"Ambergris"

Father Zhang's eyes lit up after hearing this.

"How about it? You don't need me to help you find it anymore. This thing came to your door by itself."

He looked at the person opposite and spoke in a relaxed tone.

"Yes, but the quantity I want is a bit large. You guys, please continue to help me keep an eye on this object."

The two middle-aged men ignored Zhang Wuwu and started talking to themselves.

Zhang Wuyou knew that even his father respected Uncle Wang in front of him. It was thanks to him that his family was what it was today.

This man's name is Wang Xuehong, and he is one of the first people in China to become wealthy. When China was just able to contract mines individually, this man contracted several metal mines.

Mine, after decades, its worth has long been unknown.

I originally thought about letting my children come back to inherit the family business, but no one could imagine it. Both of the children in the family have their own careers abroad and are unwilling to come back.

I had no choice but to hire professional managers to take care of the business.

Every day, this man, like a wandering cloud and a wild crane, travels to antique markets at home and abroad. As long as he likes it, he will buy it back. It is said that the antiques in his home are more than those in some museums, and they are all high-quality products.

"Uncle Wang, how much do you want?"

Zhang Wuwu suppressed a smile and asked Wang Xuehong.

"At least 1000 grams"

Wang Xuehong answered Zhang Wuwen's words complacently, with a proud look on his face.

"Well, if there's more, do you want it?"

Zhang Wuwu looked at Wang Xuehong's proud expression and asked mischievously.

Wang Xuehong's expression suddenly froze and he raised his head to look at Zhang Wuwu.

"How much ambergris does your friend have?"

"Actually, it's not a lot, only five and a half kilograms.

"How much did you say?"

"Five and a half pounds"

Zhang Wuwu repeated it calmly.