Rebirth of a fishing village: starting from Hua Axiang in Jiehu Village

The sun was setting.

Zhao Dahai walked out of the yard and walked to the dustpan. He picked up a few mussels, which were dark yellow and translucent, with faintly visible oil. He squeezed them a little harder and kept them still. The water was just right. He put them under his nose and smelled a fishy smell. It is ready to sell.

After Zhao Dahai finished his dinner, he took a rest and took the dustpan and the mussels drying on the straw mat back home under the moonlight. Just as the sun went down, they had been drying for a whole day and brought with them the heat, so he took them back and put them in bags. , there is water vapor in the cover, which affects the quality. Now it is just right. The sea breeze has been blowing for two hours, and the heat has almost dissipated. I put it all away, put it in a big bamboo basket, moved it to the table and weighed it. It was ninety-eight in total. Four taels of catty.

Zhao Dahai was a little surprised. The dried mussels weighed more than ninety-eight kilograms. It seemed that the fresh mussels he pulled back after fucking him so hard weighed more than a thousand kilograms.

"The sea!"

“These mussels are really good!”

"If the price is low, don't sell it!"

Zhong Cuihua was weaving a fishing net, looked up at the mussels Zhao Dahai was weighing, and shouted.

"grandmother!"

"do not worry!"

"It costs at least fifty or sixty yuan per catty, otherwise we will definitely not sell it!"

"Bring it back to our family to eat!"

Zhao Dahai smiled and nodded. This time when the tide was low, I used the light of my motorcycle to bring back more than a thousand kilograms of fresh mussels. They were all big and fat. The purchase price of fresh mussels was four yuan a kilogram, and a hundred kilograms of fresh mussels cost at least four yuan. One hundred yuan can only produce no more than ten kilograms of dried mussels. The price of fresh mussels plus labor costs is less than fifty or sixty yuan per kilogram. I really don’t want to sell them.

Zhao Dahai took a few plastic bags, packed them with mussels, left openings, and allowed the heat to escape. Tomorrow morning, he tied the ropes, put them in a fiber bag, put them on the back of his motorcycle, and went out to the town to sell them.

It's two o'clock in the morning.

In front of a two-story building on the east side of the town, a tricycle stopped.

Zhang Li and Ding Xiaoxiang opened the door.

"Xiao Xiang!"

Zhang Li remembered that when she bought mussels in Langtou Village, she wanted to have a good chat with Ding Xiaoxiang about Zhao Dahai. She has been busy peeling and drying the mussels she collected for the past two days. She left early and came back late. Today is a busy day. It's almost the same, let's talk about this matter.

"ah?"

"mom!"

"worn out!"

"I'm going to take a shower and go to bed! I'll talk about anything tomorrow."

Ding Xiaoxiang yawned, turned around and walked back to her room.

Zhang Li was stunned for a moment, opened her mouth to call out to Ding Xiaoxiang, but swallowed the words when they reached her lips. She slowly walked to the sofa and sat down, her brows furrowed. Her daughter must have been clever. She must have known what she was going to say just now. She deliberately Tired of talking.

You don't really like that kid Zhao Dahai, do you?

Zhang Li frowned and patted her forehead hard. This would be a big trouble.

Zhao Dahai rode a motorcycle and arrived at the town at around seven o'clock.

The town is surrounded by fishing villages. Many fishing boats go out to sea every day. They catch a lot of fish, shrimps and crabs, and most of them are sold fresh. The most important thing about seafood is that it is fresh, and the price is the highest. But if there is fresh food, there will be dry goods. This gradually formed A place where pickled, dried fish, shrimps and crabs are concentrated. This is Dry Goods Street, located right next to the fish market.

Zhao Dahai glanced at the fish market not far from the Dry Goods Street. Ding Xiaoxiang's fish stall must be open for business. He originally thought about going to have a look, but immediately gave up the idea. Zhang Li protected Ding Xiaoxiang like a hen and went around if he had nothing to do. Circle, everyone knows Sima Zhao's heart. Ding Xiaoxiang is only fifteen or sixteen years old now. Haste makes waste. The most important thing now is to make money and repair the fishing boat to make more money. To make iron, you need to be strong. Love, drink and so on. It's nonsense, don't say anything about being poor and loving the rich, which parents would like their daughter to marry and suffer, not to mention that as a man, the family can't support a wife and children. .

Zhao Dahai is riding a motorcycle, slowly driving in the dry goods street, selling it at a suitable price, not selling it if it is not suitable, or it is not too late to go to Liu Gang's place, but Liu Gang's restaurant is in the business of fresh seafood, I don't know if it will accept it or not Dry information, no matter what, first inquire about the market.

Zhao Dahai walked around, feeling a little depressed, and asked several companies, but the purchase prices were not very good, ranging from twenty to less than thirty, which was not far from what he wanted.

Zhao Dahai thought about it, and decided to ask for the price. His mussels were good, so the price might be higher, so he made up his mind. The motorcycle stopped in front of a shop with the name "Chengjia Seafood Shop". The largest dry goods store on the street, I opened the bag, grabbed four or five mussels and walked in.

"boss!"

"Dried mussels?"

Zhao Dahai got straight to the point. There are shelves all over the wall in the store, all kinds of salted fish, salted shrimp, squid, etc. There are a few pairs of isinglass and a few two-headed abalones in the most conspicuous place. This is true. nice one.

"hehe!"

"receive!"

"How could it not be accepted?"

"My store is selling them all!"

Cheng Wenfeng smiled and pointed to a large glass jar with dried mussels on the left shelf.

"Look at the goods."

Zhao Dahai handed the mussels to Cheng Wenfeng.

Cheng Wenfeng took a look at it, pinched it, put it under his nose and smelled it, and immediately concluded that it was definitely a first-rate product.

"good!"

“The mussels are really good!”

"Thirty-five yuan a catty."

Cheng Wenfeng made an offer immediately.

Zhao Dahai was mentally prepared, but he couldn't help but shook his head when he heard the price offered by Cheng Wenfeng.

"hehe!"

"This price is quite a lot! After I take it, I have to press the goods, consider the loss, and take it out to show off from time to time. These are all costs."

"I accidentally lost money."

"No one in the whole street can offer a higher price than me."

Cheng Wenfeng sighed as he spoke one sentence after another.

Zhao Dahai doesn't believe this at all. It is real that labor is wasted in pressing goods, but it is really nonsense to say that you accidentally lose money. How can you open such a big store? The distribution is deeper and more mixed.

Zhao Dahai haggled for nearly 20 minutes, but Cheng Wenfeng refused to let go. He had no choice but to leave.

“These dried mussels are really good!”

Cheng Wenfeng watched Zhao Dahai push the motorcycle away without letting go. Generally speaking, fresh products that cannot be sold or are not fresh are used to marinate dry products. The quality will not be too high. If you want to have good quality, you must use fresh products. The tide was low a few days ago, and people in the fishing village went to dig mussels. Zhao Dahai must have dug and dried the mussels he brought out. They were big, fat enough, and rich in fat. They were really the best. He would collect them, package them, and sell them to big cities at least. It can be sold for one hundred and twenty yuan per catty.

Don’t sell if the price is low? If you can, take it home and eat it yourself! Is this possible? I managed to get a few items worth tens of yuan per catty just because I wanted to sell them to make money, but no one was willing to eat them. It must be sold. Now that I'm gone, I won't give up and go to other stores to ask for prices. It's impossible for anyone to offer a higher price than me. I will definitely come back soon. I can definitely get it for two yuan per pound.

Cheng Wenfeng just took a look at the bag tied on the back seat of the motorcycle, which weighed about a hundred pounds. He was so happy at the thought of making a lot of money that he made a pot of tea and waited for Zhao Dahai to come back to him.

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