Back To the Small Fishing Village In 1982

Chapter 553: Beautiful thought

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Wu Ge smiled and said, "You're so polite. Everyone has inconveniences when they are out and about, and it's only natural to lend a hand. Besides, it's just to borrow a scale, you're too polite..."

"It's my duty. I can't take it for granted that you are helping others. Although this dried fish from my home is not worth much, it is still very delicious when eaten with rice. You can take it home and try it."

"Haha, look at what you said, how can it be worthless? I see you're still selling it for 45 cents a pound, and there are several pounds in here."

Ye Yaodong smiled. He was not so honest as to take all the dried frog fish. Those dried frog fish were quite big when dried in the sun. Each one weighed more than one kilogram. If he really took ten, it would be too expensive.

There are other cheaper fish mixed in, such as small eels that are not worth much. The fish are cut cross-sectionally and spread out to dry. They look very long, but each one is only about three taels. However, all of them are worth two yuan in total, which is how much it costs if you buy a small scale.

"Take it, take it. You're welcome. Hey, a guest is coming. You go ahead..."

"Oh, okay, okay~"

The dried fish was accepted in this way.

The hand that took the scale was short, and the scale was passed back and forth. Angkor was not unhappy at all, but was always happy.

Even after he had sold over a hundred pounds of dried shrimps, he did not immediately collect the scales and leave, but waited there.

This made Ye Yaodong feel a little embarrassed. He brought almost 300 kilograms of goods, which were in 5 sacks, and there were still two sacks left that had not been sold.

"Well, I'll give the scale back to you. You've sold everything and I don't want to occupy your space and leave you waiting here. It's almost noon now."

There were not as many small vendors around as in the early morning. Many of them had sold out their goods and closed their stalls. Some carts or bicycles selling breakfast had also left, and some were packing up their things, planning to close their stalls early.

"What time do you plan to sell it until?"

"It may take until 1pm. If it's not sold out by 1pm, I can only take it home. The return bus is said to be at 2:30pm."

When they came at night, we hired a tractor from the village. Because the Mazu Temple was being built there, we needed to transport sand every few days. We sent them here early this morning, so they could go to the nearby area to transport another truckload of sand back.

So, on their way back, they had to go to the city to take a bus, as the tractor could not take them.

They had already asked in advance yesterday and found out that the bus from the city to their county town runs at 9:00 a.m. and 2:30 p.m. After arriving at the county town, they have to change buses immediately. In case there are no buses, they may have to walk home.

Alas, he didn’t know whether his luck today was good or bad.

To put it in a good way, he didn't meet a boss who could buy all his dried fish in one go; to put it in a bad way, he sold more than 100 kilograms of the scattered fish and made 70 or 80 yuan. It was not even 10 o'clock in the morning yet, which was already very good.

However, there were fewer and fewer people as time went on. At this moment, he felt that there were not many people left. People were coming and going in scattered numbers. It was not as crowded as in the early morning, and sales were also slower.

I estimated that by one o'clock in the afternoon, I could only sell half a bag at most, and maybe only a dozen kilograms. But since I came here from far away, I will definitely sell it if I can, so I will persist for a while longer.

If there is no scale, you can only wait for a while and borrow one from someone around.

Wu Ge also looked at him with an embarrassed expression. He couldn't just waste time here waiting for him.

Ye Yaodong put the scale directly into his basket and said, "Thank you very much. Now that you have sold everything, you can go back first."

"Well, remember to bring a scale tomorrow."

"Um."

I don't know if I'll be free to come tomorrow. It's actually okay to sell it in small quantities. If I can sell 100 to 200 kilograms a day, I can sell out the stock in a few days.

It's a pity. If he could meet someone who would take all the goods at once, he wouldn't have to worry about it. But this is too much of a assumption.

After returning the scale, the father and son continued to sit on the ground, putting sacks under their buttocks, planning to wait and see. There was still time, so they could sell as many kilograms as they could and at least earn some extra money for the trip.

It was not until a little after 12 o'clock in the afternoon that they sold another 20 kilograms. The second person who borrowed the scale also went home after work. Ye Yaodong's stomach growled with hunger. He looked at his watch and was too impatient to wait any longer.

"Dad, let's go home after work. Don't wait any longer. There are fewer and fewer people. If you wait any longer, you won't be able to sell a few pounds. Besides, there's no scale. Go to the station early to wait for the bus. I don't know how long it will take to get there. It will be troublesome if you miss the bus back home."

"Okay, then take the remaining two bags back."

Father Ye stretched his neck again, looked at the large building that had been built on the empty land in the distance, and said regretfully: "This market is built too slowly. If we get the shop, we don't have to set up a stall here, and we don't have to transport the goods back and forth."

"It's almost done. It should be almost finished."

"Let's go, the vendors around here have almost all left. We'll have to wait for the bus later. We don't know how long we'll have to wait, and we don't know if the bus will run on time. Don't leave early."

Originally he was reluctant to leave early, but as he was talking, Ye's father became anxious. He quickly folded up the sack on the ground and stuffed it into the bag of half-sold dried fish.

Ye Yaodong also folded the other two empty bags and stuffed them in. He then tied them up with a hemp rope several times, tied the opening tightly, and tied a small hole to make it easier for a shoulder pole to pass through and carry it.

"Luckily, there are only two bags left, which is just enough for me. I sold three bags, which is almost 200 kilograms. I didn't lose anything by coming here today."

As soon as he put the carrying pole through, his father walked to the middle and picked it up.

"Then you carry it first, carry it halfway, or if you can't carry it anymore, let me carry it."

"Come on, you can carry two bags of grain into the ditch."

Ye Yaodong was speechless. How long ago was that? Why were they bringing up such trivial things

"It's been so long, why are you still bringing it up?"

"It wasn't long ago, just a few years ago, before the production team was disbanded."

"Then you choose, you choose~"

depressed!

Father Ye held the opening of a sack with one hand and carried more than 100 kilograms of goods, seeming to be able to do it with ease. He walked without any delay and could even chat with his friend while walking.

"If the weather is good, we can continue drying them a little longer. When the wind starts to blow and we can't go out to sea, we can just come here and set up a stall to sell them slowly. Although it's a little troublesome, it's better than buying them at the dock at a low price. When I came here this morning, I saw several large trucks of toad fish, which were said to be sold at five cents a pound..."

Ye Yaodong interrupted his father and said, "It's not cost-effective. We only have a few thousand kilograms each time. It's not cost-effective to deliver it. A difference of 1.5 cents will only make a difference of a dozen yuan in total. We also have to pay for the stall fee and the round-trip fare. We don't make much money. We can't steal Ah Cai's job and accept the goods specially, right?"

"That's true. It's more cost-effective to keep it at home and dry it in the sun."

"In fact, we can also collect all the dried fruits in the village, and then mobilize the villagers to dry more. We can buy them at a lower price and make a profit from the difference. They can also make a little more money than if they sell fresh fruits. Anyway, we sell them by the way, but they sell slowly, and we don't have time to go to the market every day to set up a stall. Otherwise, it is still feasible."

It would be great if we could meet a wholesaler. He could boldly buy all the dried fish in the village and resell them. What a pity.

During the days of drying fish, he had imagined a beautiful life, but...

"That's right. Although we can make a lot of money in a day, we still have to go out to sea to fish when the weather is good. We don't have that much free time to set up a stall every day. We can only come here occasionally to sell our own fish."

"Well, we haven't even got the shop yet. We've collected too much dried fish at once and we have no place to store it. If it rains, the old house will leak like a sieve."

Regret~

I had the idea of getting rich, but my luck was a little bad and I didn't have time to follow through.

If the shop could make quicker sales, he might have the courage to ask the villagers to dry the fish longer when the weather was good, and he would collect all their dried fish and store them in the shop. When it rained or windy, he could come and sell them when he had nothing to do.

If he wants to hire someone... he doesn't trust strangers, so don't move all his goods out. After all, he doesn't have time to come to the city every day, and it seems that his relatives and friends haven't found anyone suitable.

It’s a headache. It seems that doing business is quite difficult. Fishing is still easier. If it can be rented out, renting out a shop would be the easiest.

The father and son talked as they walked. After hearing his proposal, Ye's father also felt very regretful.

Go to the village and collect more dried fish. You can make some money by setting up a stall!

Now he can only watch the opportunity to make money slip away, which makes him feel uncomfortable.

Isn’t Ye Yaodong the same

"We'll dry them at home first, and the ones we dry at home will be enough for us to sell for a few days. If it rains, we'll have to sell all the fresh goods to Ah Cai, and we won't be able to dry them, and we won't be able to sell them."

"Then when our goods are almost sold out, if the weather is not yet right to go out to sea, we can collect some more from the village and send them over to sell?"

"Let's wait and see. Who can say for sure whether one can survive by relying on the weather? However, every household in the village has dried a lot of fish in the past few days. If we sell all our fish at home, we can consider giving it a try."

"After we get the shop, if we encounter good weather, we can dry the fruits in the sun for a while, and ask your elder brother and second brother to dry them in the sun as well. Then you can collect all the fruits, and collect the fruits of the villagers as well. You can also put them in the shop and make more money."

"That's a good idea, but have you forgotten? My eldest brother and second brother also have their own shops. How can it be my turn to take over theirs?"

Father Ye shook his head. "They are too honest. They are not as smart as you. They like to mess around. At most, they follow you around and sell their own things."

The corners of Ye Yaodong's mouth twitched. Was his father praising him

"Don't think too much. Let's sell all the goods at home first. We still have so much left today."

"Please bring less tomorrow so you don't have to carry it back."

"It's better to take one less bag. Who knows how much we can sell every day? It's hard to say how much we can sell."

"Too… "