Catch the sea: start with a sand shovel and take over the entire beach

In the car, Mr. He smiled as he looked at Zhao Qin, who had just hung up the phone. "It seems the other party values ​​you highly. They didn't chase after you to make things difficult for you."

"Leader Liu is a good person." Zhao Qin chuckled. He had just agreed on the phone to come to Xiamen again in May, since his current mobile phone production base was still in Xiamen.

Zhao Qin wanted to say something more, but the phone rang again. After looking at the caller ID, he smiled wryly at Mr. He and said, "Uncle He, next time I'll use my private jet to pick you up."

"Haha, another leader here?"

"It's from the provincial government." After explaining, Zhao Qin pressed the answer button. "Boss, what are the instructions?"

Yes, a few uncles from the port city came to visit. I invited them before the New Year. Okay, I'll ask them. Tomorrow? That's definitely no problem.

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Qin was about to say something when his phone rang again. This time, he was much more relaxed. "Uncle Xu, where did you hear this from?"

"You little rascal, we were the last to know you were in our city."

"I'm more wronged than Dou E. I didn't tell anyone, but who knew that even the provincial authorities knew about it? This is too powerful."

"Stop talking nonsense, is it convenient for us to meet?" Mr. Xu asked in a soliciting tone.

"People from the province will be coming tomorrow. It's Mazu's birthday here. If you and Uncle Zhang want to come, please do. I'll introduce you to her then."

Mr. Xu gasped as if he had a toothache, “You little rascal, you’re up to no good. If Lao Zhang and I both go to your place, what will happen to the cultural festival on the island? They’ll be making a huge fuss.”

"We're just villagers doing our own worship, no, are you guys coming or not?"

"Come on!" The voice seemed to be squeezed out from between Mr. Xu's teeth.

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Qin chuckled. This whole thing had an unexpected bonus.

"Looking at that kid's smile, I have a feeling we've been tricked," Mr. Huo said with the other two.

"So, Ah Qin has to pay us an appearance fee."

"Here's a packet of dried longan for each of you as a token of my respect."

"Look how stingy this kid is."

The car was filled with laughter and cheerful conversation as it soon passed the edge of the city and arrived in the town.

The three rolled down the car window and looked at the town. Mr. Huo sighed, "Every time I come to the mainland, I can't help but marvel at how fast the mainland is developing."

He certainly has the right to say that. He was one of the earliest patriotic Hong Kong businessmen to invest in the mainland, so he has witnessed the country's relative poverty.

"Aqin, how far is it from the village?"

"About two kilometers."

"Then let's not take the car, shall we go for a walk?" Mr. Huo suggested, and the other two readily agreed.

Zhao Qin had Chen Xun park the car at the entrance of the purchasing station and said to the group, "This is my father-in-law's house."

"It looks lively over there?" Mr. Li pointed to the dock.

“That’s the dock. My family’s boat should still be unloading cargo.”

"Let's go take a look." Mr. He became interested and started walking, while the bodyguards who got out of the car behind him rushed forward to clear a path.

Mr. Huo stopped them, saying, "The mainland is very safe. You don't need to be so nervous. Just follow from a distance."

The bodyguards looked a little embarrassed, but Qian Bijun glanced at them and proudly patted his waist. "Don't worry, with these gentlemen here, security will naturally be our responsibility."

When Zhao Qin left early in the morning, the two small boats hadn't finished unloading their cargo, and now only a third of the cargo on the large boat had been unloaded.

Chen Dong was chatting with a few buyers when he saw Zhao Qin leading a group of people. He quickly jogged over to greet them, but the three men didn't remember Chen Dong well, so Zhao Qin had to introduce him again.

“This is my brother-in-law, Chen Dong. He is responsible for selling all the catches I make.”

"Ah Dong, how much does Ah Qin's boat usually earn on one trip out to sea?"

Chen Dong handed the list to Mr. He, “Uncle He, each large ship carries about 150 tons of cargo. At an average price of 30 yuan per jin, that’s nearly 10 million yuan. This time, the catch from the sea is even better, with a harvest of about 14 million yuan.”

"Fishing is so profitable?" Mr. Li couldn't help but be surprised.

"This gentleman isn't from around here, is he? Locals would know that Ah Qin is different from others," a casual onlooker chuckled. "Even if others have the same boat, they'd consider it a bumper harvest if they got one-fifth of his."

"Why is that?" Mr. He asked, puzzled.

"What else could it be? Ah Qin is Mazu's grandson."

The three old men all looked at Zhao Qin, who gave an awkward smile and said, "I was indeed a little luckier."

Mr. He sighed, "I studied both of your bets in Macau afterward, including watching videos of you playing cards. I still can't figure out how you could be so confident of winning, even before you started gambling."

Why did he gamble everything, his entire fortune, on both occasions?

He then chuckled to himself, asking and answering, "So you just believe in your own good luck, huh?"

Zhao Qin playfully put a finger to his lips and shushed him, "Uncle He, keep your voice down, or no one will dare to gamble with me anymore."

"Haha, the rumors about the two betting schemes in Australia have been circulating for ages. You still expect someone to give you money?"

The three were curious, but they also had a point of contention: after all, Zhao Qin was the old immortal's disciple, and the only one he had discovered and taken into the Daoist sect from the mortal world.

As for Lu An, the three believed that the old Taoist priest was only reluctantly accepted because of Lu An's status.

"Uncle Huo, let's head back. My master and father are waiting for us at home. You three can stay a few more days. I'll accompany you wherever you want to go."

"Yes, yes, we can't keep the old immortal waiting."

Hearing that the old Taoist priest was still waiting at home, the three of them abandoned their wandering intentions and followed Zhao Qin into the village. Behind them, Da Yu followed He Ying and the others, chatting and laughing.

"Have you ever considered getting into ocean shipping?" Mr. Li asked.

Zhao Qin thought for a moment and said, "I'm not considering transportation for the time being. Even if I were to do it, I wouldn't consider the existing waterways."

“Opening up new sea routes is no simple task,” Mr. Huo said.

Zhao Qin chuckled inwardly. "You're saying this now, but in ten years or so, when you're over 70, you'll still be personally going on the ships. I'll talk to you about this in detail another day when I have time."

Even if Zhao Qin intends to do it, he won't abandon the Huo family.

He appropriating the achievements of some people with a forward-thinking perspective without any burden, but he still had a sense of awe for the Huo family.

The scenery of the village deeply impressed the group.

Mr. Li remarked, "No wonder you've been living in the village all this time. The scenery here is far superior to our villa in the mountains."

"It was all done by my dad and everyone else; I really didn't contribute much in this regard."

The three of them listened to these words, but they all understood that if it weren't for someone like Zhao Qin in the village, it wouldn't have developed into what it is today.

The old Taoist priest and Zhao Anguo greeted them at the door, which greatly surprised the three of them.

"Old Immortal, how could I dare trouble you to personally greet me at the door?"

The old Taoist priest warmly shook Mr. He's hand and said, "It's okay that I was a little arrogant when I visited you last time, because I was a guest. But here, I am the host, and you are the honored guests."

After glancing at his complexion, the old Taoist priest nodded. "Not bad, your back pain is better than before?"

"It's much better now. I haven't dared to relax for a single day since I listened to you."

“Master, come in first,” Zhao Qin reminded him. The old Taoist greeted the other two as well, then waved his hand and said, “Come in, wash up, and eat. We’ll talk more afterward.”