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Chapter 122 The Deceiving Middleman

Ever since his hand was pinched by a crab last time, Shu Mingliang was scared to death of this thing, but he couldn't control his curiosity and had to get in front of his brothers.

Instead of grabbing it, he just stood aside and gave blind instructions: "There's a big blue crab here, oh, hurry up, don't let it run away."

"There is something under this rock. I can see the pliers, but the big one..."

He was conducting vigorously when he lowered his head and saw a long snake-like thing swimming near his feet. He was so frightened that he let out a roar, which alarmed half of the people on the beach.

A local came over to take a look, calmly pulled out the iron clip and clamped the snake-shaped object away, then turned to Shu Mingliang and smiled, "Have you never seen hairtail fish?"

Shu Mingliang shook his head and retreated silently.

Old Man Shu looked at his cowardly and troubled behavior and said, "Go over there and ask your mother to pick up conches. Don't get in the way here. You'd be scared to death if you were startled."

"I want to watch it again...ah, it hurts me so much..."

Shu Mingliang shook off the big crab that climbed onto his instep and jumped away like a gorilla.

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From the time they arrived at the beach to the end of work, the family never rested for nearly two hours. They kept catching crabs, picking snails, and digging sea anemones...

In the end, I was so tired that I had no energy to speak, and only Qingfeng, the whistler, was still shouting "Wow!"

The split, sheep-like shriek rivaled the village chief's drake voice.

When we got home and gathered together the harvests of several waves of people, the family was excited again.

The crabs crawling everywhere, the sack full of clams, and the colorful conch shells in the basket... I'm in for a treat today!

"Spicy big crab, clam steamed egg, steamed conch, sea anemone and pork ribs soup..."

Xiaotuanzi pointed at the seafood piled up in a hill on the ground and started the dish naming mode, which made everyone in the yard hungry.

Old man Shu touched his wife's elbow excitedly, "You've done so much, why don't you save some for yourself?"

Mrs. Shu was in trouble: "I definitely have to keep it, but I don't know how to cook those dishes."

Not to mention making it, she didn't even recognize all the ingredients.

Xiaotuanzi volunteered: "I know how to do it, I can teach you!"

"You're not as tall as a stove, how come you know how to cook?" Shu Mingzhi rubbed her little head and smiled.

"She can!" the three young people said in unison: "My sister is super, super awesome. She knows cat's eye snails, sea anemones, octopuses, and she also knows how to catch them!"

Shu Mingzhi raised his eyebrows, looking surprised, "Really?"

"You don't care whether it's true or not, but I won't let you do it!" Mrs. Shu said harshly, turned around and picked up the dumplings, and said with a smile: "Grandma believes in you. In the evening, you teach grandma how to cook seafood. Let's eat some casually at noon.

, after dinner, we have to go to the pier to sell seafood."

"Selling seafood? Grandma, I want to go too." Yan Yan grabbed the old lady's clothes and used her invincible coquettish skills.

As soon as she opened her mouth, someone grabbed the other corner of the old lady's clothes. When she lowered her head, someone also hugged her thigh.

The three greens raised their necks, like young swallows waiting to be fed, and hummed: "Grandma, we want to go too."

"You guys, even the good ones don't learn, but you learn quickly by acting like a coquettish person." Old Mrs. Shu sighed helplessly, "Stop whining, let's all go. When the time comes, we will open our eyes wide and gain knowledge. Next time we go to sea

Then you know what to catch.”

After that, he turned around and directed Old Man Shu and the others: "You guys pick up crabs, clams and the like, pick out the bad ones, and pick out the bad ones. Boss, second wife, let's go cook."

Time is tight, and there will definitely be no time to process the seafood, so just stir-fry two side dishes and make a multigrain rice.

Old man Shu moved a stool and sat in the yard. While picking out big crabs, he muttered happily: "This pile of things will definitely sell for a lot of money. Look at this head. It's bigger than my hand. How can anyone else catch it?"

So big?"

"There is also this sea anemone. I heard the locals call it sand garlic. This thing is very rare. You can only find it when the tide is out. You can't come across it at other times."

Shu Mingzhi also looked excited, "In the end we dug a basket, haha, I wonder who has such luck?"

"I think clams are the most valuable. The plate of clams my mother fried last time was so delicious. I can still remember the taste!" Shu Mingli smacked his lips and answered.

A group of people dream of getting rich overnight, but the ideal is very full and the reality is very skinny.

When they went through all kinds of hardships to carry the seafood to the dock and asked about the prices of various seafood, their hearts dropped.

"Such a delicious clam, you tell me one penny or two pounds? How about fun?" Shu Mingli stormed off.

The fat receiving boss sneered coldly: "The tide has subsided in the past two days, and there are many people coming to sell goods. If you don't need something like this, if you like it, sell it. If you don't, go away!"

Old Man Shu was unwilling to give in and pushed the crab out, "What about this one? My crab is big and fat, and you can't find it anywhere else!"

The boss looked down and saw at a glance the safflower crab on the top floor, waving its pliers and crawling out. It must have weighed a pound and a half at least.

Although there are many crabs on the island, it is difficult to find such large crabs. If you can get them in a restaurant, you will definitely be able to sell them at a good price.

As soon as he lowered his head and raised his head again, the boss had already made a calculation in his mind. He had noticed the group of people in front of him as soon as they arrived at the dock. Looking at their dress and behavior, it was easy to tell that they were newly arrived refugees.

A layman doesn't understand anything, so it's best to trick them. He has already tricked several batches of such people in the past few days.

The boss suppressed his excitement and leaned back with his fat body, but his attitude was still arrogant: "Crabs cost three cents a pound. If you sell them, I'll cover them."

Old Shu said with a sad face: "This is too cheap."

Three cents per pound, how many crabs does he have to catch to save enough money to build a big brick house with tiles?

The boss opened his eyes and told lies: "I didn't set the price. I'm just the one who receives the goods. I have to resell them after I collect them. If the price is too high, they won't accept it."

"You are lying!" Xiao Tuanzi shouted loudly: "This is not how crabs are sold at all. How can the prices of big crabs and small crabs be the same?"

There is actually a knowledgeable person, but he is just a brat, so easy to fool.

The boss changed his words and said: "I will weigh them separately for you. Small crabs cost two cents per catty, and big crabs cost five cents per catty. Is that interesting?"

Yan Yan ignored him and turned to look at Mrs. Shu, "Grandma, we won't sell it to him. He is lying. Big crabs are not so cheap!"

Mrs. Shu also saw that he was deliberately trying to trick outsiders, so she raised the bamboo basket and said, "Listen to Yan Yan, let's go to another house and ask."

The money he received was about to go away, and the boss became anxious, "It's the same as asking elsewhere. To tell you the truth, all the people who receive goods at this dock are my people."

If you do all the hard work, you'll kill the crab, and you won't be able to sell it at a high price by then!"

"If we can't sell it, we'll eat it ourselves." Yan Yan put her hands on her hips and yelled at him fiercely: "Spicy crab, steamed crab, fried crab, if I eat eight meals of crab a day, I won't sell it to you!"

Hey, this naughty kid!

"You're looking for a fight, right?"

The boss stared blankly, grabbed the stool and wanted to hit him.

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