Chapter 349: Is calling the police useful?

Wu An asked, "Qiang Ge's side isn't having any trouble, is it?"

A Jin shook his head: "No."

"Nothing major."

"That Dragon Fish is just one, bought by the boss of Gang Cheng; others have to make a long trip, and in the evening my boss has to eat, drink, and play with them."

"Sigh, the boss originally said it was an online auction, but those people insisted on coming."

"These rich people are just here to play."

Wu An nodded and asked, "Then how much did it sell for?"

A Jin gave a hehe smile: "I was still wondering when you'd ask."

"Brother An, don't hit me, I won't keep you in suspense."

"170,000."

Wu An startled: "That much?"

A Jin said: "Your Dragon Fish weighs 280 catties, which is quite large."

"What's more rare is that it's still alive."

"That hype is too big."

"Saying this."

A Jin lowered his voice slightly and said: "Actually, the price could still go higher, but the boss of Gang Cheng is too domineering; nobody dares to compete with him."

"Thanks to you, the channels over at Gang Cheng are also considered stable."

"My boss should find a way to make up for it."

Wu An realized.

One Dragon Fish sold for 170,000, not only making up for the loss from Longline Fishing, but also earning a big sum.

He was already very satisfied, and being able to help Gao Qiangqi was an unexpected joy.

"Can it be transported alive to Gang Cheng?"

"That's something the boss of Gang Cheng needs to consider." A Jin said while speaking, a few helpers walked over, all familiar faces, they greeted A Jin and then greeted Wu An.

Wu An took out a pack of Cigarettes, handed them out, and said: "Big brother, the cargo on the boat today is different from usual; everyone must be careful with their hands and feet."

"You've worked hard."

"Everyone has endured hardship."

One of the helpers, looking at the Hua Zi cigarettes in his hand, gave a hehe smile and said: "Sigh, Boss Wu is being polite."

"Just based on your words, I can carefully bring out your cargo piece by piece."

"Okay."

"Brothers, it's not early either; let's hurry up and work, finish early so the bosses can settle accounts and rest earlier."

The helpers smoked cigarettes and all went up onto the ship.

A Jin gave Wu An a thumbs-up: "Brother An, it's still you."

"Usually, I coax and plead, but these helpers still give me the runaround."

"These few words of yours work better than me giving extra pay."

Wu An didn't say anything, didn't feel anything special, was polite, gave face, moved his mouth to say a few nice words, and it wasn't a bother.

"Holy shit, Nine-section Shrimp!"

"And it's still alive!"

"One bucket... two buckets... not farmed, all damn wild!"

The helpers' shouting voices came over.

Wu An darkened his face and shouted: "Keep shouting and I'll deduct your pay!"

Then he looked at A Jin and said unhappily: "Are these helpers you found any good? They act like they've never seen the world."

A Jin gave a bitter smile: "My brother, it's not that they haven't seen the world..."

"Um... okay, let's say they haven't seen much of the world."

"Mainly, you... are too exaggerated."

These helpers have seen everything at the dock, but it's really rare for Wu An's small boat to return fully loaded each time.

Moreover, this trip's boat carried valuable sea goods, so they couldn't help but shout a couple times.

The helpers quickly carried the buckets down.

A Jin picked up two Nine-section Shrimp to look at; they were large, and at a glance you could tell they were wild. Nowadays many sea products are farmed, but even though they're the same species, the difference between farmed and wild is huge.

Even laypeople, if you put wild and farmed together, can easily tell the difference.

"Quick, quick, quick, everyone be careful."

"Slowly, gently pour."

"Damn, wait, you just handle the lifting; we'll do the pouring."

A Jin watched the helpers work, feeling anxious and angry, and called two people to be responsible for pouring into the transfer vehicle.

There aren't many live Nine-section Shrimp.

It's just over two hundred catties; after that, A Jin, feeling uneasy, gave a couple of instructions before letting the vehicle leave—if there weren't still large cargo on the ship not yet unloaded, he would definitely have followed along.

The Nine-section Shrimp in the warehouse were being transported out basket after basket, naturally drawing attention from many people, who came over to watch after finishing their work.

Can't block it, can't stop it.

Wu An also knew that deliberately staying low-profile was no longer useful; over this period, he had also gained some fame.

Although he didn't want to be famous.

But compared to his previous bad reputation, at least now he has a good reputation; everyone envies his good luck and is jealous that he made a fortune relying on a fishing boat of about ten meters.

Envy or jealousy, it doesn't matter.

But if anyone harbors dirty thoughts, that's not allowed. Wu An reckoned that this time the crab pots were stolen—it's a perfect opportunity to 'Kill Chicken to Warn Monkey' and nip future trouble in the bud.

"Holy crap, nine-section shrimp!"

"This luck is too good, isn't it?"

"These nine-section shrimp are really big—eating just two could fill you up."

"Good-looking guy, let the auntie have a taste."

Some marveled, some felt envy, and some wanted to take advantage of the situation to mooch.

Wu An chuckled and said, "Sure, since you call yourself an auntie, I'll give you this whole basket to eat."

That "auntie" blushed and didn't say a word.

The onlookers burst out laughing.

"How dare you say that—these nine-section shrimp look over half a catty each, each one costs nearly a hundred bucks, and you still want them for free?"

"Good-looking guy, where did you cast your net?"

"Tsk, here's another shameless one, prying into people's money‑making spots."

"You don't want to know?"

"I'd like to, but I also care about face."

The dock was noisy and bustling; whenever he found someone to chat with, Wu An would throw in a couple of sentences, and whenever he encountered those whom everyone called "shameless," he'd just smile and stay silent.

A Jin was also pleased, seeing the shop's staff running back and forth, trip after trip; fortunately the market isn't far from the dock, otherwise it would have exhausted someone.

"Brother An, with this one trip out to sea, our shop doesn't need to painstakingly gather supplies anymore—my boss said it right, with so many people in our shop, we all rely on you to make a living." A Jin laughed heartily as he said this, his words a bit exaggerated.

Ordinary‑grade seafood still has to be bought in bulk; there's no way around it—whenever Wu An goes out to sea, the catch he brings back tends to be the more valuable kinds.

Not to mention the nine‑section shrimp and the large yellow fish.

The nine‑section shrimp haven't been fully moved yet.

Yu Kai Lang arrived; he had just gotten off work, and after receiving Wu An's call he returned to the office, changed into formal attire, and, beside him, his master Liu Long naturally came as well.

After exchanging greetings, Wu An was about to leave.

Seeing this situation, everyone asked what had happened.

Wu An paused his steps and said, "Nothing much."

"Several of the crab pots I set in the sea have been stolen."

"It's just that this time I caught a lot of nine‑section shrimp in those crab pots—the loss is too great, so I have no choice but to call the police."

Upon hearing that, everyone was shocked.

"One should report it to the police."

"Holy crap, stealing the crab pots is nothing, but once you count the sea‑goods inside, the amount involved gets huge."

"No kidding—if they're caught, they'll likely get at least three years."

"But you've got to be able to catch the culprit first."

"Calling the police is useless—they're not the Dragon King; they can't find anything."

"It's probably pretty hard to investigate."

Everyone chattered away, and Wu An followed Yu Kai Lang out.