Reborn in the Millennium: Building a Fortune from Fishing

Chapter 31 Selling Fish
"Put the scale away, I have an electronic one here." Uncle Wu said with a smile while smoking a cigarette.

"Thank you, Master Wu, hey!"

"Okay, if you're not in a hurry today, sell it for nine yuan. I checked, and there are very few snakehead fish in the market." Wu Ye continued to instruct: "If you want to sell fish, first see if there are many similar fish around, and then set the price according to market conditions."

Qin Dahe nodded gratefully. He had never done such a small business in his life, so how could he know the ins and outs of selling fish?

"Boss, how much is this big head of yours?" a customer asked Wu Ye next to him.

Bighead refers to the bighead carp and silver carp. The fish head is very delicious, and many people only buy the head.

"Six dollars with the tail, and eleven dollars for half the body. This price is very fair." Uncle Wu picked up his own fish and showed it to the other party to check its freshness.

Because the four major carps are farmed in large numbers, Wu Ye and several other farmers had already discussed the prices in the morning. Everyone set the prices based on appearance and size, and the prices were almost the same.

If the bighead carp has a bigger head, it will be sold at a higher price. The fish of Wuye is of karaoke quality.

"Chop off half of the body and give it a beating (clean out the internal organs and scrape off the scales)."

"okay."

Uncle Wu skillfully cut the fish in half, then weighed it and collected the money.

It is normal to sell bighead carp separately, but other fish are still sold as a whole. If they are sold in parts, it would be a waste if the remaining fish cannot be sold.

The vegetable markets nowadays are not like those in later generations. It is impossible for them to cut two taels of meat into shreds for you. Everyone takes it home and cooks it themselves.

If the fish is too big, you have to wait on the side and several people buy a fish together.

When Qin Dahe set out, I had already prepared the knife and the wooden board, and now I had to kill the fish immediately.

After a while, he opened this shop.

"Little Boss, how much is the black fish?"

"Nine yuan. I just caught it yesterday afternoon. It's very strong." He picked up one and jumped out.

"Okay, this is it. You're the only one with big black carp in the market today." The customer was very satisfied looking at the black carp.

Many of the black fish that others catch are just forked up. They are not fresh at all when they arrive at the vegetable market and look disgusting.

Qin Dahe picked up Wu Ye's electronic scale and calculated the weight.

"Four pounds and three ounces, thirty-eight dollars and seventy-seven, thirty-seven dollars for you. Do you want to kill it?"

"Ha, he's quite business-savvy. This is the first time I've seen someone round off for more than a dollar."

"Thirty-eight doesn't sound good, and putting on one more piece won't make you poor. Besides, this is just the opening fish."

"Just give it to me directly. I'll take it home and take care of it before eating it." The customer said with satisfaction.

If you take wild fish home and raise them for two days before eating them, the earthy smell will be gone and the fish will be very clean.

Because the silly kid was not good at speaking, he helped to take the fish and the bag, and put some water in it.

After handing the fish over, Qin Dahe picked up the notebook and wrote down the money.

With the opening fish being sold out, the black carp here is selling quite fast.

Today, almost all the black fish in the town were caught with forks, and there were very few online stocks. Everyone was willing to accept his offer for nine yuan.

Some people, seeing that he is young, want to talk to him, but he is not afraid.

"Sister, this price is not low, would you like to go around again?"

"Young man, everyone usually sells it for eight dollars, why are you selling it for nine dollars?"

"Sister, I'm doing business. If you think it's too expensive, go to my uncle Wu's and buy silver carp. It's only six dollars." He pointed to the stall next to him, then lit a cigarette and started smoking, without any youthful shamelessness.

At this age, she could be his "big sister", but seeing how tough he was, she reluctantly asked for a fish.

Someone at home was injured, and she came out on a mission today. There was nothing she could do if the boss didn't lower the price.

"Kill it for me and clean it." "Okay."

He picked up the knife and knocked the fish unconscious, then started to kill it.

The movements were clumsy, but I was very careful when cutting the belly, for fear of breaking the gallbladder. If it did, the fish would have to be taken back and eaten.

After busying himself for a while, he finally handed the fish over at the urging of his elder sister.

After the others left, Wu Ye teased him a few times.

"Just practice more. We all go from being novices to becoming experts."

"That's right, do a good job." Fifth Master admired Qin Dahe very much.

It is rare for a young person to be able to sell fish. He is also able to endure hardships and be humble. He will be able to support his family steadily in the future.

Another person came to buy black fish, and he started doing business with a smile.

Although he was the boss of a factory in his previous life, it was too annoying to act like a grandson to those order-makers. And every unit that could check on him had to apologize.

Although selling fish now is also serving others, it is much more enjoyable than doing big business.

He was also happy to earn dozens of dollars, and he was busy collecting money, taking money and giving change.

I earned more than 20 yuan in change by recruiting people this morning, which is just what I need now.

At the end of the sales, there was only one 11-pound black fish left in the basin. It was too big and difficult to sell.

He also hid a small black fish behind him, weighing more than two kilograms. He was not going to sell it and would give it to his sister later.

"Tsk tsk, you are really good at business." At this time, Uncle Zhang knew that he was here to sell fish, so he came over to take a look.

Only half an hour had passed and he had almost sold out all the fish. If he hadn't been so slow in killing the fish, he would have sold out even faster.

"There's one left, but it's too big to sell." He started passing out cigarettes and lit one for himself.

This big black fish was caught at the place where the father and son went electrofishing last time. It is on the side of Xinba close to their village. There are many structures there, so it is normal to have a big black fish hiding there.

"If you don't want to wait, go find the restaurant at the intersection and exchange it with the owner." Wu Ye took a puff of his cigarette and said again: "He wants big fish, but the price is cheaper."

"How much can I sell this big black fish for?"

"7 yuan a pound should be fine. This snakehead fish is fat."

"Forget it, I won't sell it. I'll wait a little longer." Qin Dahe shook his head. "The loss is too much."

An 11-pound black fish would only cost him more than 20 yuan if he sold it. This was the only amount he earned from carrying passengers in the morning.

I simply sat down and smoked, and asked Uncle Wu about ordering fish fry. I also helped Uncle Wu weigh the fish. After all, no one asked the price for his big black fish.

"When you go to order fish fry, remember to give the fish picker two extra packs of good cigarettes. If someone shakes their hand, dozens of fish fry will be lost."

"Oh, I know this, no need to give me money?"

"Bullshit, it's state-owned. It won't work even if you give it money, unless you have connections." Uncle Wu explained.

Those who catch the fish fry are contract workers, and they will be given more fish fry in exchange for two packs of cigarettes.

But the people in charge are on the payroll, and they don't lack fishermen, so they just need to be more polite.

It was not until eight o'clock that someone asked him how much his big black fish cost.

"Caught it? The line is thick enough. Is eight yuan per pound okay?" asked a dark-faced man in his thirties curiously.

"Well, I caught it, and it's not even scratched." He touched the snakehead fish lightly, and it was soaked. "Eight dollars is fine, it's the last one."

"Okay, kill him and go back to make soup."

(End of this chapter)