Chapter 392: Shocking Dock

Not to mention Li Quezi being startled, Xiao Hu and Zhang Guafu also jumped in fright,

No, big brother, we already have blankets on the boat—why buy bedding? You can't even put it down.

"I said it fits, it fits—hurry up, we're racing against time." Ye Cheng said mysteriously.

Seeing Ye Cheng insist, Li Quezi also happily sold the goods, loading them all onto the tricycle.

Looking at the pile of stuff on the vehicle, Xiao Hu looked at Ye Cheng doubtfully,

"Brother, are you sure?"

"Nonsense, hurry up, today we're going to pull off something big."

Xiao Hu nodded helplessly,

"Okay, big, big to the point that the stuff won't even fit."

The three rode the tricycle to the dock; although it was already past 7 p. m., from afar they could see the dock was very lively, with everyone gathered together.

"Brother, look, there's probably something lively to watch." Xiao Hu said excitedly, pedaling quickly a few times.

As soon as the three arrived, Duan Chunsheng squeezed out of the crowd, face full of excitement,

"Come quick, come quick, a big ship has arrived at the dock."

"Huh? A big ship? Does our little dock have a big ship?" Xiao Hu said in surprise, ignoring the stuff, he squeezed straight into the crowd.

Only see a 24-meter medium-sized fishing boat docked at the pier; although it's only medium-sized, its steel hull and a body twice as long as ordinary fishing boats instantly drew everyone's gaze.

"Holy shit! This is a 24-meter fishing boat, said to be delivering goods."

"What? Someone in our village actually bought one of these?"

"I've inquired, this thing new costs 800,000, 800,000."

"Damn, it's really imposing; compared to this, our fishing boat is like a tiny skiff."

"If this goes out to sea, it'll need some serious power."

"Who in our village has that kind of money?"

"Who knows? Everyone's just waiting, aren't they?"

"I reckon it's from Shangling Village; they've developed some tourism and are the richest."

A crowd of people chattered, yet no one knew whose it was.

"Brother, look, this isn't the big ship you saw yesterday?" Xiao Hu shouted in surprise, "You only mentioned it yesterday, and today someone bought it—so awesome."

"It's awesome, really awesome, hurry up and move the stuff onto the ship—no work needed." Ye Cheng said speechlessly.

This guy, only remembers to watch the excitement, didn't even take the stuff.

"Old Two, what you said yesterday was this, right? It's indeed good; in our village, probably only you can afford it, you gotta work hard, can't let Shangling Village surpass us by too much." Duan Chunsheng sighed while looking at the big ship.

A few bosses nearby also envied endlessly; He Lao Ban tugged at Ye Cheng,

"Old Two, next time you pull off something this big, let us also earn more."

"Exactly, exactly, this one boat equals five boats; if there's more cargo, we can also get more customers." Zhou Lao Ban also chimed in.

While they were speaking, Wang Defa also squeezed over, wearing an eager expression,

"Old Two, you're not trying to buy a boat, are you? I went to ask someone; soon, we'll have news in a couple days."

"Oh, it's fine, no need to ask."

"Huh? Why not?" Wang Defa looked bewildered; he had wanted to use this opportunity to ease relations with Ye Cheng.

"Xiao Hu, did you bring the stuff?" Ye Cheng ignored him, turned and shouted.

"Here, here, brother, this net is too heavy; I can't lift it alone—why did you make such a big net, planning to encircle the sea?" Xiao Hu, riding his vehicle, had already arrived beside Ye Cheng's original fishing boat.

"I'll help you." Duan Chunsheng hurried over, the two lifted the net together and were about to walk onto the boat.

"Hey hey! This way, this way!" Ye Cheng shouted, pointing toward the big ship's direction.

"Huh? Over there? The boat isn't here?"

"Just follow me."

Having said that, Ye Cheng directly shouted loudly,

"Come on, come on, everyone make way, we're going out to sea, we're going out to sea!"

Then they squeezed a passage through the crowd and walked straight to the front of the big ship.

"Yo, Ye Lao Ban, you finally showed up." Xiao Fang walked down from the ship, holding a paper—this is the acceptance form.

"If you didn't come, I'd think I was a monkey in a zoo."

"Sorry, the new ship requires a bit more preparation; come, I'll sign for you." Ye Cheng swiftly signed the paper.

Turning his head, he saw the whole place so quiet you could hear a pin drop; everyone had their mouths wide open, eyes round as saucers, staring at Ye Cheng.

Xiao Hu and Duan Chunsheng, holding the net, stopped dead in their tracks, their eyes full of surprise.

"What are you still looking at? Hurry up and get on the boat, it's getting late." Ye Cheng shouted.

Is it really necessary to be this weird?

Buying a boat isn't abnormal for us guys, is it?

In the future, I'll buy an ocean-going vessel, damn it, and go compete with the old Maozi for fish.

Seeing Ye Cheng actually walk aboard, Xiao Hu and Duan Chunsheng finally realized.

Holy shit!

It really is their ship.

No wonder they needed such a huge net.

No wonder Ye Cheng said tonight he'd go out to sea with him.

Damn, this big ship—four people aren't enough.

Wang Defa wore a bitter expression, muttering to himself,

It's over, I even had someone ask for it, and you just bought it.

The crowd on the dock, after a brief stunned pause, finally reacted.

It's Ye Cheng, from Baiyun Village!

My goodness, it's not from Shangling Village, it's from Baiyun Village.

Holy shit! Ye Cheng isn't just a village bumpkin, how did he get so rich all of a sudden?

Am I blind? Is this for real?

I heard Ye Cheng is into aquaculture, even selling crayfish; I didn't expect him to be this rich.

Also, some busybody dragged Xiao Fang over.

Brother, how much is this boat?

Xiao Fang gave a faint smile and held up three fingers.

"Three hundred thousand?" the person ventured cautiously.

Xiao Fang nodded slightly,

"This is secondhand; a new boat would be 800,000."

Hearing the price, the crowd erupted again.

"Even secondhand costs 300,000; Ye Cheng is really rich."

"He just bought a secondhand small trawl net from Laochen not long ago, and now he's already swapped it for such a big one?"

"Even the state's money‑printing press doesn't have as much money as he does."

Wang Defa, as a Baiyun Village resident, was instantly surrounded by people.

"Old Wang, you're from Baiyun Village; is your village really that rich now?"

"Yeah, yeah, Old Wang, have you also gotten rich?"

"Do you have any ways to bring us along?"

Wang Defa was initially a bit nervous, but being praised like that, he instantly felt a bit vain, waving his hand grandly.

"Ah ya, our village is great now—we have clam farms and crayfish farms; I tell you, each batch brings in hundreds of thousands—you say if it's profitable or not."

"What? Raising clams makes that much money? Our village used to raise them too, but only earned a little pocket money."