Chapter 19: Let's count it as 5000 for you

Second uncle, can I still fool you?

I've been there before too, how come I never saw so much good stuff. Wang Haisheng muttered.

That's right, following my brother, my brother's luck is good.

Wang Haisheng's heart moved, he glanced at the silent Ye Cheng to the side.

Little brother, I'll take all your goods like this—what do you think? Boss Qian suddenly said.

All of it? Ye Cheng was a bit surprised; this box isn't small, plus the snakeskin bag in his hand, together they weigh several dozen catties.

Yes, rest assured, the price will definitely be better than selling to a middleman—they still need to make a margin. Boss Qian sincerely offered two Hua Zi cigarettes.

No matter the era, Hua Zi is always a symbol of status; even in later times, despite many hundred-yuan cigarettes appearing, Hua Zi still holds high status.

What's more, in this day and age, Hua Zi is definitely a plaything for the rich; however, Ye Cheng doesn't like its taste, purely a matter of taste.

Ye Cheng took it and lit it himself.

Sure, Boss Qian, name your price.

Pour out your bag too, let me check the quality. Boss Qian smiled and pointed at Ye Cheng's snakeskin bag.

Okay, Xiao Hu, pour it out for Boss Qian to see.

Xiao Hu responded, went into the cabin, fetched a water tank, and poured out Ye Cheng's entire snakeskin bag.

Wang Haisheng's eyes turned green; these two kids have struck it rich.

They're all large sea cucumbers, plus some abalone; as for those snails and such, he's automatically ignored them.

Boss Qian didn't even smoke the cigarette in his hand, he muttered a curse, 'Damn.'

He picked out the largest abalone from the box, definitely a four-head abalone; just this one is valuable, not to mention the many smaller abalones.

And there are sea cucumbers; the thickest one is almost as thick as his arm.

Ye Cheng didn't speak, silently watching from the side; this batch could fetch a good sum, it just depends on how much Boss Qian is willing to pay.

According to his estimate, selling to Old Lin would net about 3000.

Boss Qian had his companion bring a few crates, simply sorting the sea cargo: abalone, sea cucumber, and King Razor Clam each packed separately, the miscellaneous leftovers stayed in the box.

I'll take these three crates, forget the other sea snails and such; let's make it 5000 altogether, how about that?

Ye Cheng's eyes lit up; 5000, that number works.

Wang Haisheng and Xiao Hu couldn't help but gasp, 5000—just today they have 5000, this...

Xiao Hu looked eagerly at Ye Cheng, really wanting to say, 'Brother, hurry up and agree.'

Ye Cheng glanced at Boss Qian, gave a slight smile, extended his hand, 'Deal.'

Hahaha, good, little brother has guts, his face didn't even change upon hearing 5000. Boss Qian burst out laughing.

At his level, he's seen many people; it's not that no one has brought him good goods, but as soon as they hear his price, they get overly excited.

Few can be as calm as Ye Cheng.

Ye Cheng also couldn't help it; as a reborn person, 5000 in the future really can't even buy a square meter of housing, it's not much money, he's gotten used to it.

Pay up. Boss Qian ordered; his companion immediately opened his waist pouch, pulled out a stack of big bills and began counting.

Fifty big bills, still quite thick.

Ye Cheng patted the bills in his hand, clasped his fists toward Boss Qian, 'Thank you, boss.'

Saying that, he counted out 1500 for Xiao Hu, 'Then, this is yours.'

Wang Haisheng's eyes popped; this morning he was still trying to tempt his foolish nephew with 15 yuan, never expecting that in just one day the other party made 1500, while he himself, pulling two bosses plus a seafood meal, only amounts to a few hundred.

He looked at Ye Cheng pleadingly, wondering if he should also get a share, never expecting Ye Cheng to just pocket it.

A Cheng, you've made quite a profit on this trip. Lao Wang said, rubbing his hands.

Hmm, uncle, how about I sell you this leftover seafood for 100? Ye Cheng pointed at the leftovers Boss Qian had picked out.

Wang Haisheng knew what he wanted to say, but this guy almost didn't bring them along this morning, and they'd already agreed the harvest was his alone, so he wouldn't be stupid enough to give Wang Haisheng money.

Sometimes, some people are like that; if you're too good to them, they become easily dissatisfied.

This leftover seafood, although it's mine, selling it for over 200 should be no problem, Old Wang, you can make a profit. Boss Qian said.

Wang Haisheng glanced at his nephew; Xiao Hu had already pocketed the money, tilted his head, and went to look at the sea.

He gritted his teeth, 'Fine, 100 it is.'

Thank you, boss. Ye Cheng directly reached out his hand.

Wang Haisheng's face darkened, 'You're still worried I'll default on payment?'

Ye Cheng smiled without a word, 'Who knows what you're thinking; what if you deny the debt once ashore?'

Wang Haisheng resentfully pulled out 100 yuan and handed it to Ye Cheng; Ye Cheng happily flicked it into his pocket.

Fine, this trip made 3600; adding the money previously given to his older brother, they're almost clear of debt.

Little brother, do you often come to forage at sea? After paying, Boss Qian intriguingly pulled Ye Cheng into conversation.

Yeah, I come to forage when I have nothing else to do; can't help it, no job. Ye Cheng casually said.

Then if you find something good later, remember to find me; I'll leave you my phone number.

Ye Cheng scratched his head embarrassedly, 'Um, I don't have a phone yet.'

Xiao Hu, go inside and find a piece of paper to write it down.

Little brother, you've made a tidy sum on this trip, you should get a phone; otherwise it'll be hard to expand your business. Boss Qian joked.

Ye Cheng nodded; yeah, it's time to buy a phone, though he'll have to wait a while.

Xiao Hu fetched pen and paper, and noted down Boss Qian's phone number.

I'm in Donghai Shi; if you have goods, just call me anytime—better than selling to a middleman, but the goods must be good.

Okay, don't worry.

The group chatted briefly, then reached the shore.

Ye Cheng helped Boss Qian load the goods onto the truck, then took Xiao Hu to buy some braised dishes. After a tiring day, not eating anything, Lin Feng felt guilty.

Returning to the village, it was already time for dinner; Xiao Hu went home, while Ye Cheng went straight to his older brother Ye Guowei's house.

"Brother!" As soon as he entered, Ye Cheng called out.

Ye Guowei had just come back and was still bathing when Jiang Yunxiang walked out.

Seeing Ye Cheng, Jiang Yunxiang's face immediately broke into a smile, more enthusiastic than last time.

"A Cheng's here, have you eaten? If not, let's eat together."

Ye Cheng sighed, recalling that Jiang Yunxiang had never been so enthusiastic about urging him to eat before, but he also understood that the original owner was indeed a bit of a jerk.

"Sister-in-law, I just got back from sea and haven't eaten yet; I brought some braised dishes." Ye Cheng said, placing the dishes on the table.

"A Cheng, don't buy vegetables randomly from now on; outside it's expensive." Jiang Yunxiang whispered a reproach.