Era: Seven money-losing girls? They're trying to trick me into having a daughter again!

"Just wait!"

Chen Dajiao took the river shrimp from Fang Wei, closed the door, and in less than two minutes, she was dressed and drove out in her tractor.

At this moment, Fang Wei didn't care whether the loud noise of the tractor would wake up others.

He jumped directly into the trailer, and the two of them bumped along the way towards Jiaoshan.

The tractor's headlights could only illuminate a small section of the road ahead. The night wind howled into his collar, but Fang Wei didn't feel cold at all; on the contrary, he felt his whole body was still burning up.

When Chen Dajiao arrived at Jiaoshan, she was stunned when she saw the several large bamboo baskets and several large sacks of river shrimp.

He walked around the piles of river shrimp twice, his mouth agape.

"My goodness..."

Chen Dajiao rummaged through the shrimp in the bamboo basket. "Fang Wei, these shrimp... did you scoop up all the shrimp from the entire river?"

"Stop talking nonsense and get it loaded!"

The four men, plus Chen Dajiao, quickly loaded all the bamboo baskets and sacks onto the tractor's trailer.

In no time, the pile was full, and some sacks had to be stacked on top and tied tightly with rope to prevent them from falling.

"Walk!"

Chen Dajiao stepped on the gas, and the tractor sputtered away.

When they arrived in town, he didn't even need to ask Fang Wei; he simply parked the tractor in the back alley of the Yingbin Building.

Fang Wei jumped off the trailer and tapped it a few times.

It's probably not even 3 o'clock yet, but most restaurants have already started preparing ingredients by now.

Sure enough, the door was opened a crack from the inside after a short while.

Wang Hongzhong was holding an enamel mug in his hand and had half a fried dough stick in his mouth.

When he saw Fang Wei standing outside the door, he was taken aback at first, and then looked at Chen Dajiao and the others and the tractor.

"Brother Fang? You're here so early..."

"Brother Wang, I have a batch of river shrimp here, do you want some?"

Fang Wei walked to the tractor and directly lifted the top layer of burlap covering it.

The shrimp huddled together in the bamboo basket, their long whiskers flailing wildly, their pincers constantly opening and closing. Every now and then, a few would leap out from the edge of the basket and hop around on the trailer.

"this……"

Wang Hongzhong also came over, picked up a larger river shrimp and examined it carefully.

The shrimp's body is bright green, with a faint translucent layer on its shell. Its two large claws open and close with such force that they can draw blood.

"Great shrimp! Great shrimp indeed!"

"Brother Fang! Where did you get so many wild river shrimp?! The quality and size are absolutely top-notch!"

Wang Hongzhong roughly estimated the amount of river shrimp on the trailer, and his expression became somewhat troubled.

"Brother Fang, I'll be honest with you."

He pulled Fang Wei aside and whispered, "Your shrimp are indeed good stuff, but my restaurant, Yingbinlou, only consumes about fifty or sixty catties a day at most."

"I reckon your truckload weighs at least 500 jin (250 kg). If I collect it all, most of it will die in the pond."

Fang Wei had thought of this problem before he arrived, and said directly, "Brother Wang, I know there are too many shrimp, but... could you help me make another connection?"

"There are quite a few restaurants in this town. Do you know any friends who also want river shrimp?"

"If none of them are available, I'll just take them to the county to sell."

Freshness is key for seafood; the longer it's left out, the lower the price it will fetch.

When Fang Wei arrived, he had already made up his mind that he had to sell all of this batch of shrimp before dawn, and he would not accept low prices.

"this……"

Wang Hongzhong hesitated. After all, the town only had a small flow of people. If every household sold river shrimp, his shrimp would be harder to sell.

"Then forget it."

Fang Wei immediately knew what he was worried about, so he simply said, "Brother Wang, just weigh out how much you need, and I'll take the rest to the county to buy."

He had just made contact with Boss Du and didn't want to ruin his relationship with Wang Hongzhong.

"etc!"

Wang Hongzhong frowned, but still agreed: "If you take these shrimp back to the county, they probably won't be as fresh as they are now. I'll do you this favor, brother."

"Ergou!"

He turned and shouted towards the kitchen door, "Take Xiaosong and the others, go ask Boss Chen and his crew if they want river shrimp! Tell them I have fresh ones! Hurry up! Call a few more bosses!"

"Hey! They're here!"

The young man who had run to the village to deliver a message to Fang Wei earlier quickly ran out with several other young men.

Less than twenty minutes later, someone arrived.

The first person to arrive was a portly middle-aged man wearing a Zhongshan suit and riding a 28-inch bicycle. He parked the bicycle and rushed straight up to Wang Hongzhong.

"Old Wang! Where's what you said you'd get?"

Wang Hongzhong gestured towards the trailer with his chin: "Here it is."

"My God!"

His reaction was exactly the same as Wang Hongzhong's before: "Wild river shrimp of this quality? Old Wang, you're not kidding me, are you? Where would we get so many large wild river shrimp around here?!"

"Believe it or not! If you don't believe it, then leave!"

Wang Hongzhong waved his hand impatiently, "Old Li and Old Zhao are still behind us. If you don't want them, we'll just take them ourselves!"

"Who the hell said I don't want it?!"

Boss Chen immediately objected, pulling out his fanny pack and slamming it onto the tractor. "I'll go first! I want sixty jin!"

Just then, the owners of seven or eight other restaurants arrived on their bicycles.

"Where are they? Where are the river shrimp?!"

Several people circled the trailer several times, then suddenly started fighting over it.

"Old Wang! You're not being fair! Why didn't you send someone to call us sooner if you had such good stuff?!"

"I got here first! I get to choose first!"

"Bullshit! We're all in the same business, why should you get to choose first? It's a split of the spoils!"

"Splitting it equally is fine!"

Chen Dajiao and Fang Qiang and the others had already gotten off the tractor and were standing to the side.

Yang Qian lowered his voice and excitedly said to Da Cheng, "Da Cheng, I think these shrimp can fetch a lot of money!"

This was the first time Da Cheng had ever seen such a scene. He nodded sullenly, not daring to say anything.

Fang Qiang's expression was somewhat complicated as he looked at his younger brother standing next to the business owners.

After arguing for a while, Wang Hongzhong finally stepped in to smooth things over.

"Alright, alright! Stop arguing!"

He pushed aside the group and said to Fang Wei in a serious tone, "Brother Fang, these owners are all prominent restaurant owners in town."

"I'll also put the unpleasant truths out upfront."

Wang Hongzhong cleared his throat and said loudly, "You've all seen the quality of this batch of river shrimp with your own eyes!"

"These are huge, wild river shrimp! We don't see them this big in our town even once a year!"

"Since I invited you here, then Brother Fang need not trouble you to speak; I will set the price."

Wang Hongzhong held up one finger, "Eighty cents per pound, that's the absolute bottom line! Fair trade, no one can get a bargain!"