Fisherman's Secret

Mother Fang is a restless person. After eating, she cleaned up the dishes, and she didn't have the habit of taking a nap. At noon, she took a hoe to clean up the vegetable garden.

The fishing village used to rely on the sea for food and had no land, so each family was allocated a large homestead.Fang's mother cleared the land in front of the yard and planted small vegetables, which is enough for her family to eat all year round, saving her from living in the country and having to go to the town to buy vegetables, which is a big expense.

Fang's father took a look outside, and did not say until Fang's mother came out of the yard, "What's the matter with your boat?"

Fang Jing smiled: "I didn't tell you, but the boat was loaded with oil, and the temperature was too high. I don't know what happened, but the oil ignited and burned the boat."

Father Fang looked at him and raised his voice twice: "Still telling the truth?!"

"Dad, what I told you is the truth." Fang Jing had a headache.

The old man is usually silent, but he is much harder to coax than the old lady.

Father Fang was so angry that he patted the handle of the wheelchair: "You think I'm as ignorant as your mother? Tell me honestly, have you met a pirate?!"

"Old Fang, what are you yelling about? Xiao Jing just came back in the morning, let him rest for a while." Father Fang's voice was a bit high, and Mother Fang heard his loud voice in the vegetable garden outside, and immediately said unwillingly.

Father Fang suppressed his voice again: "Your father, my legs are disabled, but my brain is not disabled. Do you think I am as easy to deceive as your mother? Honestly, is it just what the news said? Pirates? Did you run into them?"

Seeing Papa Fang's knowing eyes, Fang Jing turned his head and said nothing. Papa Fang knew immediately from his attitude and expression that he had guessed right.

"After Xiaole's vacation, you can go back to Haicheng, and you are not allowed to go to sea again." Fang's father, who has always supported Fang Jing, finally stood by Fang's mother this time, "Even if you don't want to work in the museum Now, you can support yourself by finding a job, don't worry about me and your mother, we'll have a good time at home, as long as we have something to eat."

"Dad, I know it in my heart. Besides, I'm fine this time? Let me tell you, Cen Jiu's kung fu is really good. It's okay to pick ten. Don't worry."

"No matter how good your kung fu is, can you defeat bullets? It was said in the news just now that the pirates were equipped with heavy weapons. If the marine police hadn't come by coincidence, your mother and I would have collected the bodies for both of you." Father Fang said earnestly. , "Your mother and I are getting old, and we don't expect you brothers to have much success. As long as you are safe and sound, we can rest assured."

"Dad, I got it." Fang Jing comforted Father Fang and wanted to push him into the house to take a nap.

Father Fang knew that he didn't listen, sighed heavily, and said, "You are so old, you have your own ideas in everything, and I can't control you. I just hope that you will think about your family more before doing things in the future. Just think about your mother, think about your brother."

After saying this, Father Fang pushed the wheelchair back to the room in silence.

Fang Jing also felt uncomfortable, but it is absolutely impossible to make him give up going to sea.

Cen Jiulei went out to practice without moving. Fang Jing summoned the water bubble, took out a golden pearl, squinted his eyes and looked at it under the sun.

This pearl is not big, only about ten millimeters in size, but its color is full and soft, and its shape is relatively round. When it shines in the sun, it looks like it is covered with a layer of golden light, and it is extraordinarily beautiful.

Due to the scarcity of production, the price of golden pearls has always been high, especially in recent years, the price has almost doubled.In the 100s, such an ordinary small pearl was only more than [-] and less than [-] US dollars per gram, but now it has risen to [-] or [-] US dollars per gram. If it is a large pearl with a size of [-] mm or more, the shape is relatively round. The golden pearls are even more priceless, and one pearl is hard to find.

Fang Jing spread the golden pearls he felt on the bed and counted them. There were 68 in total, and they were probably used to pay tribute at the beginning, so the shapes were relatively regular. There are still 43.

The sunken ship has been discovered by the state, and Jingcheng must be lively in the near future. As Dongzhuang is the fishing village closest to the place where the sunken ship was discovered, the Jingcheng government will definitely not waste such a good resource.Even if the government has no plans to develop the fishing village in the near future, he will find a way to take advantage of this opportunity to push this quiet and traditional fishing village to the public's attention.

Fang Jing had a premonition that spring in Dongzhuang was coming soon, and what he had to do was to be ahead of others and seize the best opportunity.

If the words of Professor Lu and Mr. Qian just gave him this idea, then the sinking of the ship made him even more determined.

Opportunities wait for no one, if you miss this village, there will be no next store.

The only problem now is that there is no money!

The last time he sold ebony for 15 million, 90 was set aside for Fang Xiaole's education fund, and there were nearly 2 left, plus the more than 100 yuan he had saved from work before, the total was less than [-] million.

One million yuan may be considered a lot of money in the eyes of the villagers, but for Fang Jing's plan, it is just a drop in the bucket, not even a fraction of it.

Fortunately, the shipwreck was not salvaged this time, but he put almost all the treasures in the shipwreck into bubbles and brought them back. The jewelry and other things were too eye-catching, so he didn’t plan to sell them now. He planned to sell some of these golden pearls first. , Collect some money to buy all the vacant land in the village. When you have money, you can build a holiday fishing village or something.

Fang Jing didn't plan to sell gold pearls in the jewelry store in Jingcheng, because they were too eye-catching.He still has lingering fears about encountering pirates in his country's fishing area. Although the pirates were all caught in the end, Fang Jing's attitude is still very cautious.

When Cen Jiu came in after practicing, he probably just took a shower, and his hair was still dripping.

"South Sea Pearl?" He picked up a golden pearl and looked at it, "The color is not bad."

Fang Jing looked up: "You still look at pearls?"

Cen Jiu had a strange expression on his face: "Every time the Bagan envoys go to Beijing to pay tribute, they will bring a box of South Sea pearls. The women in the palace like it very much."

Pugan messenger?

Fang Jing turned around in his mind before he figured out that it meant Myanmar.Thanks to Tuo Cenjiu, Fang Jing now knows a lot about the history of neighboring countries, but sometimes he can't make it right at once, so he has to convert it.

Since Cen Jiu said that the color is good, these dozens of golden pearls will definitely sell for a lot of money. Fang Jing has great confidence in Cen Jiu's vision.

In order to comfort Fang's mother, Fang Jing honestly stayed at home to rest for two days, except for going out for a walk with Fang's father in the morning and evening, he didn't even go out at other times.After working as an old hen incubating eggs for a few days, Fang's mother finally let go and let him go out - Fang Xiaole asked his brother to pick him up from school for summer vacation after the exam.

Of course, this has a lot to do with the phone call Fang Jing secretly made to Fang Xiaole the night before.

Anyway, with the grace of the Queen Mother, Fang Jing was finally able to go out.

The private cars parked outside the school were all the parents who came to pick up the students.When Fang Jing and Cen Jiu, two tall and handsome young men got off the bus, they also attracted the eyes of many mothers who were not young.

Before Fang Jing came, he called Fang Xiaole and asked him to wait in the dormitory.When the two arrived at the dormitory, Fang Xiaole was indeed inside, and the things on the bed had already been packed.

"Brother, you are so slow!" Fang Xiaole was overjoyed when he saw his brother, complaining, but he rushed towards Fang Jing like a train.

Fang Jing held his armpit with both hands, barely lifted him up, and said, "I said, little ancestor, why are you so heavy again? I can't even lift you up."

Fang Xiaole chuckled: "I'm growing up, I eat a lot."

Fang Jing put him down and patted his head: "Is everything put away? Is there anything else?"

Because I won't be studying at school next semester, I have to take everything in the dormitory home.

"It's all here." Fang Xiaole pointed to a super big schoolbag and a big suitcase on the stool, "There is only a quilt."

This is simple, Cen Jiu didn't say a word, stepped forward to fold the quilt, rolled it together, then wrapped it with a sheet, and neatly made a bundle.

He carried the huge burden on his shoulders, Fang Xiaole's schoolbag in one hand, and the large suitcase in the other hand, looking at the two brothers: "Can we go?"

Fang Jing: "..."

Fang Xiaole: "..."

After leaving the dormitory, Fang Xiaole still looked at Cen Jiu enviously, and secretly whispered to his brother: "Brother, do you think I will be as strong as Brother Jiu when I grow up?"

Fang Jing looked at Fang Xiaole's slender arms and legs, and was really embarrassed to say yes against his will. After a long silence, he comforted him and said, "Your ninth brother is very talented, and most people don't have as much strength as him."

There were a lot of students and luggage during the summer vacation, Fang Jing and the others struggled a lot to squeeze into the car, and wandered all the way back to the fishing village.

Fang's mother had already prepared the meal, and the first sentence she saw Fang Xiaole said was that she had lost weight, and the second sentence was that you didn't eat at school.

"Didn't eat? He's as heavy as a pig, and he can be killed after washing up." Fang Jing took all the luggage to Fang Xiaole's room and snorted.

"Why are you so annoying? Did anyone say that about your younger brother?" Fang's mother patted her eldest son, thought about it, and smiled, "It seems that he has grown a little taller."

She compared the heights of the two brothers and came to a conclusion: "I think Xiao Le will probably be a little taller than his brother in the future."

Father Fang nodded in agreement: "I think so too."

Fang Jing: "..."

Please don't mention your height.

There is already a Cen Jiu in the family who is taller than him, if Fang Xiaole is taller than him after seeing the big one since he was a child, he must be depressed to death.

When it came to height, Mother Fang snorted, looked at Cen Jiu and said, "Has Xiao Cen grown up too? Why do I feel that he is taller than the last time he came home?"

Fang Jing: "..."

"It's impossible." Fang Jing turned his head, unconvinced, pulling Cen Jiu to compare his height with him.

In contrast, he was even more depressed.

When we first met, Cen Jiu was half a head taller than him, but now he seems to be really a little shorter than Cen Jiu.

Fang Jing reluctantly took out a tape measure and asked Fang Xiaole to help measure his height. Cen Jiu he he he he he had grown a centimeter taller.

This unscientific!

"How old are you?"

Cen Jiu frowned, thought for a while, and said, "When my adoptive father picked me up, I seemed to be only three months old."

The doctor at Zhuquetang has touched the bones, so he can't be wrong.

"Get to the point!" Fang Jing said with gritted teeth.

"I have lived with my adoptive father for seventeen years, and I met you here the second year after his death." Cen Jiu looked at Mother Fang and said in a low voice.

"So you are actually only 19 years old?" Fang Jing was shocked.

Cen Jiu is only 19 years old!

He actually kept calling a 19-year-old boy Brother, and he called it so many times!

No, if Cen Jiu didn't say it, who would have known that his face with vicissitudes was only 19 years old!

Should I be glad that Cen Jiu is at least an adult?Otherwise, he is abducting minors!

Fang Jing clutched his chest, feeling a little unwell all over.

Back in the room, Fang Jing twisted Cen Jiu's face: "You said you have the face to call yourself brother with that tender face?"

Cen Jiu held his hand and kissed the corner of his mouth: "Your face is too tender."

To be honest, Cen Jiu was quite surprised to see that Fang Jing's age was 25 years old on his ID card. His face was as tender as that of a young boy, and he never thought that Fang Jing was 25 years old.

But for some unspeakable purpose, he has not revealed it.

Then things came to light today.

However, Fang Jing was only depressed for a short while, and then soon became happy again, sitting on the bed, crossing his legs, raising his chin, smiling very complacently: "Xiao Jiu, call Brother Sheng to listen. "

Great, he is still the oldest at home!The position of the boss is preserved.

Cen Jiu raised one leg, half-kneeled on the bed, clasped Fang Jing's head, and kissed it.