Chapter 501

Lao Er, this isn't like your usual performance—these at most would sell for 1000 bucks, but before you always made over ten thousand.

Ye Cheng gave a slight smile, "Making over ten thousand every day—I'd die laughing! Hurry up, once I'm packed I can go rest."

Lao He called a worker over to tally up; it came to only over 800, so fine, today we'll just count it as working for nothing.

Just returned to the village, Ye Cheng received a call from Duan Yong.

"A Cheng, holy fuck."

As soon as he spoke, Duan Yong let out a vulgarity.

Ye Cheng frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"

"A Cheng, you told me to wait and watch here, I've been waiting and now Kong Lao Ban only sold a little before taking the crayfish back.

Moreover, later someone else came asking voluntarily, and he also said there were none left.

"Damn, this guy is doing it on purpose."

Duan Yong grew more and more excited as he spoke, his voice rising, "Besides, he just told me that he only sold 50 catties today, saying people think the price is high and want us to lower it."

"Brother Cheng, should I go up now and expose him? Damn, this old fox!"

Ye Cheng listened silently, not expecting that Kong Lao Ban would actually do that.

Exposing him is useless, it's just arguing with each other; as a businessman, pursuing profit is understandable.

"You've been waiting this long, do you know how much he's selling it for per catty to others?" After thinking for a while, Ye Cheng asked.

"I know, 12 dollars per catty, each catty earns us 4 dollars and still not satisfied."

"Alright, I got it, you still go get the crayfish back according to the afternoon schedule; if he asks whether you'll lower the price or not, just say you need to come back and ask me, I'll still be out at sea."

"Oh." The voice on the other end responded, and then Duan Yong asked with an uneasy tone,

"Brother Cheng, what should we do with our crayfish? Should we switch to another supplier?"

Ye Cheng held the phone, his expression firm, "No need, we'll sell it ourselves; come back first, I'll think about it some more."

After hanging up, Ye Cheng's originally solemn expression suddenly relaxed, and he curled the corner of his mouth into a faint smile.

It's done, the crayfish is done.

I only sold here at Kong Lao Ban's for two days, and he could sell it at 12 dollars per catty.

What does this show? There's demand in the market!

Moreover!

The price still has room to rise.

If that's the case, why should I go begging others? Better to let them come beg me.

With such high profit, let alone Boss Kong deliberately doing this to me; even if he wanted to sell now, I wouldn't let him sell at 8 dollars again.

Tomorrow I need to go into town to settle this matter.

Just as he was thinking, his phone suddenly rang again, and Ye Cheng picked it up without even looking.

"A Yong, what's wrong?"

The other end was silent for a moment, then he spoke, "A Cheng, I'm Brother, come to the farm stay, there's a situation, someone is blocking and not allowing construction."

It was the voice of the eldest brother, Ye Guowei.

The farm stay still won't let construction start?

What's the situation?

"Alright, Brother, I'm at home, I'll be right over."

Ye Cheng hung up the phone with a displeased face, then got on his motorbike, called Xiao Hu to come along, and twisted the throttle to ride to the old house.

From afar he heard a noisy clamor, turned the corner, and the scene before him made Ye Cheng's face sink.

Damn!

It's the Chen family again.

More than ten Chen family members stood in front of the old house, blocking the excavator and preventing work.

On our side there were only Ye Guowei and a few others; we had hired a few laborers who were also from our village, they were here to work, not to fight, and they just stood aside watching.

Hearing Ye Cheng's motorbike sound, both sides fell silent and looked toward Ye Cheng.

Ye Cheng parked his motorbike, strode over, and his cold gaze swept over each of the Chen family members' faces, instantly suppressing their momentum.

Ye Guowei hurried forward to meet him, with Sun Baocheng following behind timidly, not daring to speak.

On the other hand, Sun Ping'an was full of indignation, veins bulging on his neck; young people have more hot blood, so it's natural to get stirred up by such things.

Ye Cheng glanced at Ye Guowei, seeing no injury, it seemed no conflict had started yet; he coldly pointed at the Chen family members and asked,

"Brother, are they not letting us work?"

Ye Guowei nodded, his originally honest face now full of anger, pointing at one of them and said,

"Yes, it's Chen Houda leading the way, insisting that this is his ancestral home, and disturbing the soil is disturbing his family's geomancy."

Ye Cheng turned his head to look, Chen Houda stood at the front; seeing Ye Cheng's sharp gaze, his eyes flickered a little, and he felt a bit afraid.

Ye Cheng's fierce reputation is well known in the village; everyone has fought more than once or twice.

But thinking of the interests involved, he still stiffened his neck and stepped forward, speaking in a fierce tone,

"What's wrong? This is originally my family's ancestral home, everyone in the village knows it, I'm not lying."

"Exactly, exactly, that plot is my family's ancestral home; if you want to move it, it's not allowed."

The few people behind him saw Chen Houda taking the lead and also joined in the clamor.

Seeing that what those few people said made sense, Ye Guowei didn't object either, and Ye Cheng knew what they said was probably true.

But what does this have to do with me?

I rented the land from the village through proper procedures and paid the money.

Besides, their so-called ancestral home has been vacant here for over ten years, and I've never seen them come to repair or tidy it up; now I want to build a farm stay, and they suddenly jump out, obviously just looking for something to gain.

Xiao Hu walked up from behind, looked at the dozen or so people in front, and said bluntly, "Brother, let's just take them on—think we're easy to bully, huh?"

Ye Cheng turned and glanced at him; this guy had already picked up a brick at some point, and if there was any disagreement he'd surely throw it.

"Wait a moment."

Ye Cheng raised his hand to stop him.

Fighting isn't out of the question, but we can't keep fighting all the time.

There are other methods we can try now.

He gestured for Xiao Hu to hold back, then stepped back a step and started making a phone call.

Seeing Ye Cheng make a call, Chen Houda and his group immediately grew nervous, not knowing who Ye Cheng was calling.

He pointed at Ye Cheng, voice harsh but heart weak, shouting, "Ye Lao Er, it's useless whoever you call—we're here to reason, even if the police come they can't do anything to us."

After hanging up, Ye Cheng gave him a casual glance, then told Xiao Hu to step back a bit, lit a cigarette for himself, and ignored him.

Ye Cheng's fearless demeanor left Chen Houda a bit at a loss, his mind racing as he wondered how to respond later.

The others also began to feel uneasy, gathering around Chen Houda to whisper among themselves.

"His uncle, is Ye Cheng calling for backup? We only have a dozen or so people—what if he summons a crowd?"