Chapter 179: Looks like it's our fish trap

Before leaving, Ye Cheng also greeted Cui Shuran; no matter what, today they also helped.

Although his face is a bit stinky, his work ability is still not bad; he's also from a rich family, so having a temper is normal.

Oh, of course, I also greeted the pretty Xiao Rou, and sincerely thanked her for tricking her father out of money for me.

When returning to the village, Ye Cheng didn't want to ride a bike at all, so he let Xiao Hu ride the motorcycle to take him back.

The original plan was to go collect the fish traps tonight, but forget it, I'm too exhausted; I just took a couple bites and flopped onto the bed—heaven and earth are big, but sleep is the biggest.

The next day, Ye Cheng woke up very late, having slept until 8 o'clock.

Even after waking up, his whole body ached; he was exhausted—damn it, fishing is not something humans should do.

Speaking of which, gathering at the shore is better—just picking up money, really.

He glanced at the system:

Luck Value: 30+20

Points: 1250

Savings: 105,000, loans: 40,000

With this luck value, after pulling up the fish traps I'll just rest.

After fixing himself a bowl of noodles, Ye Cheng finally went out to find Xiao Hu; Xiao Hu had just gotten up too, they exchanged a glance, no words needed, and he came out with the stuff.

"Let's go collect the fish traps and then rest." Ye Cheng said listlessly, with no energy at all.

"Oh, brother, you haven't recovered yet."

"Recover my ass, I almost died; I need to sleep for two days."

The two walked to the beach like loafers, very laid-back.

That day the weather was overcast with little sun, few villagers around, and the two walked along the shore toward the fish traps.

"I don't know how today's haul will be; later we might not be able to pull it up ourselves," Xiao Hu muttered; last time Zhang Guafu helped, but this time it's just the two of them.

"You think we'll get a big catch every time?" Ye Cheng said offhand; given today's luck value, a big haul is impossible, just casual collecting.

"Brother, look what that is?" Suddenly Xiao Hu pointed ahead and said.

Ye Cheng looked ahead and saw a pile of things scattered on the beach, looking like damaged fish traps.

"Whose unwanted fish traps are these? No quality at all—if someone steps on them by accident it could hurt." Ye Cheng complained.

"No, brother, it looks like our fish traps."

"What?!"

Ye Cheng froze for a moment, then sped up and ran forward.

Getting closer, sure enough—holy shit!

Indeed, they were his fish traps; five of them were crushed to pieces, not to mention the catch—the traps themselves were gone.

"Damn it! Who did this?" Ye Cheng yelled angrily, looking around; there was nobody nearby.

The fish traps he had painstakingly placed in the seabed were actually pulled out by someone; not only was the catch gone, the traps were destroyed—this is outright theft, they want both the goods and the money.

Ye Cheng was so angry his lungs felt like they'd explode.

"Brother, look over here, there are drag marks." Xiao Hu, now calmer, pointed at the ground.

Ye Cheng looked; there were several clear drag marks on the ground, plus a few dried-up small fish.

"So brazen, brother, who do you think did this?"

"Most likely it's someone from our own village; if an outsider came in, someone would know, unless they approached by sea and knew where we placed the traps—only villagers would know that."

"To get here you'd have to pass through the village, so Ye Cheng said it must be a villager."

"Brother, in the village the only one we've had a grudge with is the village chief."

"Not necessarily; last time they said I offended the Sea Dragon King, many villagers still supported that idea—let's go back to the village to check, and bring these traps back as evidence."

The two simply gathered up the traps and returned with grim faces.

After returning, the two split up: Xiao Hu went to ask his own family, while Ye Cheng went to ask his sister-in-law Jiang Yunxiang to see if she knew anything.

Although Jiang Yunxiang doesn't go out to sea herself, she's still a villager; villagers always chat about family matters, so it's hard to say whether she knows anything.

"What? The fish traps were smashed? Who did this, it's outrageous!"

Ye Cheng didn't expect that just asking his sister-in-law to inquire would provoke such a big reaction—it was as if her own livelihood had been smashed.

Jiang Yunxiang jumped up from her chair, angry, saying, "A Cheng, wait here; I'm going to the village to inquire. I refuse to believe we can't find out who did this, and I'll immediately call your brother to come back—this is basically slapping our Ye family in the face."

After saying that, Jiang Yunxiang took Dou Dou and left; her fiery manner made Ye Cheng a bit unaccustomed, as his sister-in-law usually spoke softly.

Jiang Yunxiang was truly angry; ever since her younger brother-in-law went out to gather at the shore, he's become more motivated, the family has food and drink, and he can even bring in money.

Now she's living a comfortable life; smashing the fish traps is clearly aimed at her livelihood, trying to tighten her belt—who would accept that?

Jiang Yunxiang went to inquire; Ye Cheng wasn't idle either—the best source of village gossip is none other than that lame guy.

As soon as Ye Cheng entered Li Quezi's shop, he felt something off—the guy's complexion was too normal.

"Lao Er's here, what do you want to buy?" Li Quezi greeted Ye Cheng solemnly.

Ye Cheng didn't speak, just stood before him with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"You know what I want."

Li Quezi's face changed, then immediately returned to normal: "Cigarettes, right? I'll get them for you right away."

After saying that, he turned and pulled out a pack of Liqun from behind him: "Is this it?"

"Not enough, give me another." Ye Cheng lit a cigarette and said calmly.

Li Quezi's mouth twitched, he turned and fetched another pack, smiling as he said,

"Two packs should last you a while."

"Continue." Ye Cheng's voice was flat.

"Well... give me another pack, you're not giving these away, are you?" Li Quezi produced another pack, laughing embarrassedly.

"Still want."

"No, I'm out, I had prepared three profits. Lao Er, these three are enough already." Li Quezi with a mournful face, for the first time asked others not to buy.

"Then just switch to something else, take out whatever you want to sell." Ye Cheng glanced at the shelf.

Li Quezi stood there, neither taking nor not taking, could only say helplessly,

"Lao Er, what exactly do you want? Give me a definite answer."

Ye Cheng then lifted his eyes to look at him, speaking slowly and deliberately, "Uncle Li, you said I was quite a bastard before, right?"

Li Quezi wore a bitter expression, "Damn it, you used to be a village rascal, you yourself know whether you were a bastard or not."

"No, young people are just more fond of play, it's normal, Uncle Li, I used to be like that too."