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Chapter 198 Hu Cong

The purchasing power of a copper plate here is about the same as one yuan in the previous life. In other words, a large lobster that looks to be at least two kilograms only costs twenty yuan, and fresh shrimps only cost three yuan per kilogram.

This is countless times cheaper than what she bought on Taobao.

"Brother, I want all these in your bamboo basket."

The man was stunned for a moment and asked in disbelief:

"Little lady, are you sure you want all of these?"

Not only did they want it, they didn't even pay back the price.

You know, shrimp king and mantis shrimp are not worth more coins than sea fish.

Not only do these things have hard shells, but they also sting your mouth when eaten. You may not be able to sell them even if you pick them up in the city.

If he hadn't had nothing to do today and thought he could make some money, he wouldn't have put so much effort into picking these things up to try his luck in the city.

When He Zhiran saw the man's expression, he knew that he didn't bargain and made people look at him as a fool.

Although she has a lot of money in her space, she doesn't want to be looked upon as a bad person after buying something.

"Ahem...Brother, if I cover all these, can the price be negotiated?"

Hearing the words "Quan Bao", the man began to wonder if he was hallucinating.

You know, no one is willing to buy these seafood with hard shells.

Isn't this pretty little lady stupid?

No matter what, if business comes to your door, there is absolutely no reason to push it out.

The man asked tentatively:

"Little lady, do you really plan to cover all of this?"

He Zhiran did not deny it.

"Well, as long as the price is reasonable, I'll take it all."

After hearing this, the man placed the burden on the ground again.

"I have twelve shrimps here. If you want them all, how about I give you 200 coins?"

And those mantis shrimps weigh at least thirty kilograms, so even if you pay fifty cents, the price is already very real."

The man was afraid that the other party would find the price too expensive, so he finally explained it.

250 Wen?

Very auspicious numbers.

Seeing that He Zhiran was about to pay, Mo Jiuye quickly stopped her.

Although he has never eaten this kind of seafood, he also knows that it is something no one wants.

He believed that even if a man took these seafood to the city, he would not be able to sell them at such a high price.

This is obviously bullying them for not knowing what they are doing.

"250 yuan is too expensive. You might as well go to the city to sell them. I want to see how much these can be sold for in the city."

Mo Jiuye had the same idea as He Zhiran. As a newcomer, he didn't want to be regarded as a big grievance.

The man didn't expect that his intention to make a fortune would be discovered so quickly.

And judging by the attitude of the person in front of me, it seems like he doesn’t intend to buy it.

This is not okay. It’s hard to find a buyer, but you can’t just let them run away.

"Hehe... According to my brother, how much does this seafood cost?"

In fact, Mo Jiuye didn't understand the market price of seafood. He only knew that this thing was definitely not worth 250 coins.

"You tell us the real price yourself. If it's suitable, we'll buy it. If it's not, we'll forget about it."

When the man saw that the other party was very determined, he did not dare to continue to take advantage.

He said with a bit of a smile: "Well, I'll give it to you together with the two bamboo baskets. How about 150 yuan?"

Mo Jiuye didn't want to waste any more time here, so he simply paid the price.

"If it's 100 yuan, we'll take it all."

After saying this, he saw that the man had no reaction, so he planned to leave with the mule cart.

Seeing that they were about to leave, the man quickly agreed: "Okay, okay, just 100 yuan."

He was afraid that the other party would regret it, so he quickly sent the two bamboo baskets to the mule cart.

He Zhiran didn't expect that Mo Jiuye had a talent for bargaining. With just a few words, he could more than double the price of the seafood.

Obviously, this man saw that they were incompetent and planned to make a fortune.

He Zhiran didn't intend to say anything more, so he paid the money directly and happily got on the mule cart.

The mule cart continued to set off, and according to what the man said, it soon found Hu Cong's residence.

This yard is very unique. The fence is not a wooden fence structure, but made of stone.

There are no fishing nets hanging out like other fishermen's houses on the fence, but they are bare.

The courtyard door was open, and Mo Jiuye politely stood at the door and asked loudly: "Excuse me, is this Hu Cong's house?"

After a long time, the door in the middle of the room opened, and a slovenly-looking middle-aged man walked out.

Hu Cong asked impatiently: "Who is looking for me?"

As he finished speaking, his eyes fell on Mo Jiuye.

"Ninth Young Master?"

When Hu Cong was exiled, the Protector was not Mo Jiuye. At that time, people in the capital called him that.

Mo Jiuye smiled and said: "I didn't expect that it was really Mr. Hu."

At this moment, Hu Cong had put away his lazy look and said seriously: "Master Hu, I am just a useless person waiting to die."

Mo Jiuye could tell that Hu Cong was in a very decadent state.

He can completely understand this.

When he just left the capital with the exile team, he also had thoughts of giving up on himself.

Fortunately, with Ran Ran by his side, he regained his fighting spirit for the future.

Putting back his wandering thoughts, Mo Jiuye cupped his fists towards Hu Cong.

"In that case, how about I call you Brother Hu?"

Although Hu Cong was exiled to the northwest, he was not ignorant of such a big thing as the Mo family being exiled. When he saw Mo Jiuye for the first time, he felt a sense of sympathy.

Therefore, his attitude towards Mo Jiuye was very warm.

"How did Ninth Young Master find me here? Come in and tell me if you have anything to say."

Seeing that the yard of Hu Cong's house was quite spacious, Mo Jiuye simply brought the mule cart in.

Mo Jiuye parked the mule cart, helped He Zhiran and Hu Cong introduce each other, and then told the story of how he found this place.

When Hu Cong heard that they came to repair his ship, his eyes fell on Henry.

After looking up and down, Hu Cong thought Henry could understand his language and said politely:

"I didn't want to deal with you foreigners. You have to thank the person who brought you here. Otherwise, I won't help you repair the ship."

Henry knew that Hu Cong was talking to him, but he didn't understand a word he said.

He instinctively asked He Zhiran: "Ms. He Zhiran, please translate for me what he just said."

He Zhiran was thinking about Hu Cong's words at the moment.

It is obvious that Hu Cong has a very bad impression of foreigners, and he even hates them.

This in the end is why?

Before he understood the reason, He Zhiran did not intend to translate immediately.

She looked at Hu Cong and asked, "Has Brother Hu ever been bullied by foreigners?"

Hu Cong also saw that the foreigner could not understand him at all. After he said what he said, he asked about the wife of the ninth master. He guessed that the other party must understand the foreign language.

Therefore, he did not immediately answer He Zhiran's words, but asked: "Can Madam Ninth understand what he said?"


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