Chapter 13 Luo Qianqian's Help
Chapter 13 Luo Qianqian's Help
I checked the time and realized it had taken so long to collect some plastic bottles on the small beach at Shuangjiao Island. It was almost 4 p.m., which was just the right time to sell the fish.
Back at the fish raft, when Zhou Miao opened the door and saw three fish floating belly up in the tank, he was utterly shocked!
Holy crap, you can die even while on oxygen?
He quickly went over and poked at the fish, only to find that it was just less active and not dead, which relieved him.
The main reason for this situation is that the weather is too hot, and secondly, the tank is too small. Even with an aerator, there will be a lack of oxygen when there are too many fish.
Looking inside the fish bucket, the small red sea bream, weighing five ounces, was also belly up, accompanied by five rockfish.
It seems I still need to buy a bigger fish basket. If I catch a lot of fish, I can hang it on the fishing raft and put it in the sea to keep them alive. That's much more reliable than him using an oxygenator.
Zhou Miao picked out the dead fish and smelled them. They were alright; they were still fresh since they had only recently died.
He doesn't plan to sell these either; he'll buy a block of tofu later to take home and make soup.
I brought the fish to the market, bought an electronic scale first, and then used my tricycle to reserve a spot.
The water tank and fish bucket were placed on the vehicle, and Zhou Miao stood beside them and started shouting.
"Just caught wild red sea bream and rockfish! Live, fresh, and delicious. Limited catch, first come, first served! Come and take a look!"
There was a reason why street vendors used to shout out their wares; their shouts instantly attracted the attention of some people.
Coincidentally, one of the men was the first person to buy his black sea bream yesterday.
"Boss, selling fish again? Yesterday it was black sea bream, today it's red sea bream and rock bream. You're not a professional angler, are you?"
"Not quite yet, just trying to make a living!" Zhou Miao laughed.
What job you do doesn't matter, as long as you can make money.
During the years he worked after graduating from university, he realized that making money was the most important thing; without money, nothing else mattered.
This kind of thinking is inevitably a bit extreme, but that's how society teaches him.
If he hadn't managed to snag a girlfriend back in high school and gotten married, he would be facing even more realities at this age.
"Wow, you caught so many?" The man peeked out and was astonished by the fish in the bucket and tank, asking the crucial question, "Aren't anglers usually empty-handed?"
hiss~
Zhou Miao gasped. Was the cursing really that vulgar?
Recalling the days of lure fishing, his expression darkened.
"Forget about whether it's a short-selling or short-selling stock, are you going to buy it or not?"
"Buy, buy, buy! How much is this Shi Jiu Gong per pound?"
"eighty."
"Okay, this price isn't expensive. Give me five, I'll cook tofu tonight."
It seems this man is knowledgeable and willing to spend money on food.
Zhou Miao immediately composed himself and picked out five that looked the fattest for him.
"One pound and six centimeters, that's a total of one hundred and twenty-eight. One hundred and twenty will do!"
"Okay..." the man said with a smile after paying. "I like to eat fresh fish. How about we add each other on WeChat? You can let me know if you have any good fish in the future?"
"Sure!" Zhou Miao liked this kind of long-term customer who paid promptly.
He made one sale as soon as he arrived, and he thought the fish would sell well today. But a lot of people came to look, and when he heard that the rockfish were 80 yuan and the red snapper were 70 yuan, he turned around and left.
As expected, cheaper fish sell better; the number of buyers drops sharply when the price exceeds fifty.
After waiting for more than half an hour, a customer finally bought two red sea bream. Zhou Miao waived the difference, earning 100 yuan.
It seems these fish won't sell today; most of them might die by tomorrow.
To avoid losses, he had no choice but to sell the fish at a low price to the fishmongers at Fisherman's Wharf.
Zhou Miao planned to go at five o'clock, and sell as much as he could before then.
At the same time, Luo Qianqian drove her electric scooter from the other side of the market.
She had just returned from selling fish and happened to be passing by the market, intending to buy some of her favorite vegetables.
They went fishing late this morning, but still had a small catch, including some red snapper and rock bream. Then Luo Qianqian took the fish to the seafood market in the city center to sell.
The city dwellers are well-off, and the seafood purchased by fishmongers in Nanzhen is transported to the seafood market there, resulting in a very large flow of people.
With her small amount of fish, it was sold out in less than ten minutes.
Luo Qianqian went to the market to buy groceries, and when she came out to return to the fish raft, she was surprised to find Zhou Miao selling fish there.
But business wasn't good; the fish didn't seem to be selling.
In the morning, she was a little unhappy because of Zhou Miao's tone and attitude, but as she gained something, that feeling naturally disappeared.
On the contrary, she was actually a little grateful to Zhou Miao for the two hundred yuan she received as pocket money from selling the fish!
Without him fishing there, she and her brother wouldn't have gone over; otherwise, she would have lost her two hundred yuan.
Moreover, since I can go tomorrow and the day after, I'll naturally earn even more extra income.
Thinking of this, Luo Qianqian felt she should help Zhou Miao, at least by pointing him out where he could sell fish better, as a way of thanking him for being "forced" to share his fishing spots that morning.
and......
Luo Qianqian looked at Zhou Miao's face and thought he was quite handsome; his face alone was pleasing to the eye.
So I rode up to him on my electric scooter, and to his surprise, took off my helmet: "Hey, want to sell your fish quickly?"
Zhou Miao thought a customer had come to buy fish, but she didn't expect it to be her.
"Of course I'd like to, but you wouldn't be asking me to buy it cheaply, would you?"
"You can sell it to me cheaply. Actually, for these kinds of higher-priced seafood, I just set up a stall at the entrance of the seafood market in the city center. There are a lot of vendors there, and it's very crowded. You can go and take a look."
"Can you drive a three-wheeled vehicle in the city?"
"Drive as you please, if you get caught, you're out of luck."
"..."
"Do you want these fish? I'll sell them to you cheap."
"Sure, seventy for rockfish and sixty for red snapper, it's not unreasonable for me to make a twenty percent profit!"
"Not excessive!"
A price difference of twenty?
Zhou Miao immediately realized that the price in the city center was ten yuan higher than here, and readily agreed.
Forget about a 20% price difference; just based on the fact that she told herself where fish could be sold easily, a 30% price difference was acceptable.
"Being decisive and efficient is another advantage."
Luo Qianqian watched silently as he weighed the fish and calculated the price.
"Shi Jiugong weighs eight jin and six liang, and the red snapper weighs thirteen jin and five liang." Zhou Miao used the calculator on his phone to calculate, "Six hundred and two plus eight hundred and one equals one thousand four hundred and twelve. You can give me one thousand four hundred."
Luo Qianqian took out her phone and calculated the amount herself. Finding no problem, she transferred the money to him.
At the same time, I couldn't help but smile. Selling all these fish would bring in an extra four hundred yuan, all of which would be my own money. Just thinking about it made me happy.
She opened her fish tank and had Zhou Miao pour the fish in, as she needed to hurry and make another trip to the city.
Just as Zhou Miao was loading the fish for her, she suddenly noticed a few more fish in the back of the tricycle and asked in confusion, "What's with all these fish? Why don't you sell them all to me?"
"Some of them were dead, and some weren't very active, so I took them home to eat myself."
"Not bad, you're quite a decent person, you don't cheat people."
Zhou Miao's lips twitched. The condition of these fish was obvious at a glance. She wasn't stupid; she couldn't possibly trick them even if she wanted to!
"Let's add each other on WeChat. You can contact me if you can't sell your fish next time!" Luo Qianqian watched him carefully close the fish box for her, then took out her phone from her bag and waved it at him.
MMB