In addition to the fishermen on the river, there are also some fishmongers from the county, about three or four of them.

These fishmongers deliver fish to restaurants in the county or to farmers' markets.

Compared with when Wan Feng saw them in the summer of 1981, these fishmongers have changed their weapons, from tractors to happiness motorcycles.

The three green happy motorcycles parked on the ice are proof of this.

Wan Feng glanced at the two semicircular tin boxes slung on the back of a motorcycle.

The iron box is already filled with at least half a box of fish.

They are all three-flowered, five-flowered and eighteen-flowered seeds that are a specialty of Longjiang. The varieties are quite complete.

It seems that the winter fishermen had a good harvest today. It was only around nine o'clock in the morning and they had already harvested so many fish.

"Don't be blind, kids, stay away." A man dressed like a bear shouted at Wan Feng not far away.

This person is probably the owner of this motorcycle. He is so stingy. Look at how much he has, as if I can steal it.

Wan Feng left the motorcycle and walked towards a fisherman who was setting up a net.

As the fishing net was pulled out from under the ice little by little, the scales on the net began to shine.

"This carp is not small! There are also Qili captives!" Several fishermen looked very excited.

When Wan Feng heard about Qili Fuzi, he quickened his pace and ran over. The smell of Qili Fuzi was still fresh in his memory.

"I bought this net of fish." Wan Feng shouted when he was still more than ten meters away from the fisherman.

"Selling it to you? We've got all the fish in the river today." The bear just now was also shouting while running this way.

This fisherman uses a small trawl net that is twenty to thirty meters long, and three people drag it out.

This net caught a lot of fish, estimated to be dozens of kilograms, including more than ten kilograms of carp and some small miscellaneous fish.

"Uncle, sell this net fish to me, and I'll give you 25 cents for a pot of rotten fish."

The current price of fish is still stable at around 167 cents. The price of fish in winter is only 20 cents. Wan Feng’s 25 cents is a good deal.

A group of children aged fifteen or sixteen came to buy fish, which was a bit beyond the fishermen's expectations.

On weekdays, let alone children, not many adults buy fish, so these vendors take it all away.

"Now all the fish in the river belong to us, let the children play while they do it." A bear vendor wearing a dog-skin hat ran over and quickly declared his sovereignty.

"You're bragging, Longjiang is so big, it's all yours?" Wan Jun said from behind Wan Feng.

"Now everything you can see is ours."

"Lao Maozi, does that side belong to you too?" Wan Feng argued with the bear fishmonger.

There are also a few people fishing over there at Maozi, and we can clearly see that they are soldiers.

"You bastard, are you making excuses?"

Wan Jun was pulled by Wan Feng. The fish seller was a fisherman, so why should he compete with the fishmonger?

"Uncle, how about it? The price I gave you is not low, I bought it back just to keep it for myself during the New Year."

"This won't work, we've got all these fish."

The fishermen also wanted to sell to Wan Feng, but these fishmongers only paid 17 cents for a pot of rotten fish. The price Wan Feng gave could make the net worth four or five yuan more.

However, the fisherman thought for a while and still rejected Wan Feng's suggestion: "Boy, our fish are indeed contracted to these traders. If you want to buy it, you can only discuss it with them."

Even though the price offered by Wan Feng is high, compared with the merchant, Wan Feng is just a temporary fish buyer. After buying this time, he doesn’t know when he will come back again, so he is still a merchant in the long run.

Wan Feng naturally understood this truth, and turned to the vendor without any hesitation: "Brother, it's still the same price, how about you resell this fisherman to me?"

"Not for sale!"

"Brother, I just buy it back to keep for the Chinese New Year. It doesn't conflict with your business. Who are you selling to? If you think it's less, I'll add five more points, so you can make eighty-nine if it's not sticky.

Yuan, I think you can think about it."

"If you don't want to sell it, you won't sell it. You won't sell it no matter how much you pay. Get out of here and don't delay my collection of fish here."

Did this merchant's wife steal someone else's wife, or did he take gunpowder? If the business fails, wouldn't it mean that his benevolence and righteousness are still there?

"Brother, as the saying goes, you can't get along with anyone and you can't get along with money. You can set a price and see how much this fish can be sold for."

Wan Feng really took a fancy to this fish net. There were six or seven seven-mile floats in this fish net, as well as many cow tails. These were all good fish. As for the two carps, they were nothing compared to these yellow fish.

It's happened.

With this fish net, you don’t have to worry about eating fish during the Chinese New Year.

"I won't sell it, even if I pay you one yuan a pound," the bear vendor said in a tone that left no room for negotiation.

Wan Feng was sure that this guy's head must have been stimulated by something.

But if your head is stimulated, what force will you use on me?

Wan Feng sighed: "Forget it if we don't sell it, let's go look elsewhere."

Twenty or thirty meters away, another group of fishermen started to set up their nets, so Wan Feng walked towards that group of fishermen.

Wan Feng doesn't know these fishermen, but the fishermen in this area are either from the big forest or from the small Hualinzi. If you don't sell this one, don't you sell that one?

If they can't sell it here, then they go upstream to buy it from the fishermen in Sijitun. He doesn't believe that I can't buy fish with money.

The fish in this group's net were of a different quality than the one just now. None weighed more than ten kilograms, and there were very few yellow fish, almost all of which were Zerro and crucian carp.

Before Wan Feng could say anything, the bear vendor chased him again.

"These fish are all ours too."

Wan Feng ignored him and walked towards the farthest group of fishermen in the middle of the river. Originally, he had no intention of buying the fish in this net. Even if it was a pot of rotten fish, he would still buy the same amount of fish. This fish in the net was too bad.

It is said that there are big fish in the center of the river, so Wan Feng pinned his hopes of buying big fish on the people in the center of the river.

Jiang Xin's group of fishermen did not disappoint Wan Feng. The fish they caught were similar to the first fish he saw, and among the fishermen there was someone Wan Feng knew.

Li Changhe’s third uncle Li Gensheng.

"Uncle Third, are you fishing here?"

Last year when Wan Feng came back to Dalinzi and drank with Li Changhe and others, Li Gensheng was also present.

"Xiao Wan, when did you come back?"

"I've been back for three days. Third uncle, your fishing net is pretty good. Sell it to me and I'll give you 25 cents."

Wan Feng, the other two people who were fishing with Li Gensheng, did not know each other. In order not to embarrass Li Gensheng, Wan Feng opened his mouth and shouted out the price first.

What was depressing was that before Li Gensheng could open his mouth, the bear vendor chased him again.

"Are you kids serious? Don't tell me that all the fish in the river belong to us. What are you causing trouble here? Get out of here if I count dozens of them, otherwise I won't be polite to you.

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Anyone who could set up a business in a county market in 1983 and could afford to ride a motorcycle had some tricks up his sleeve, and they were not people to be trifled with.
Chapter completed!