Fisherwoman: After my divorce, I became rich by fishing at sea

After releasing the swordfish, everyone set off back to the dock. It was already past nine o'clock in the evening, with a bright moon and twinkling stars in the sky.

Many phototactic fish kept rushing out of the water. Fu Wan and Ye Xiaocui were afraid of encountering small needlefish, so they simply hid in the cabin and wanted to take a nap during this time.

As a result, as soon as the mother and daughter entered the cabin, they met the eyes of the sleepy Fu Ling.

Fu Ling rubbed her eyes, held her stomach and shouted to Fu Wan, "Mom, I'm so hungry!"

Half a day has passed since noon, and the noodles I ate have long been digested.

"We'll be arriving at the dock soon. Eat a few cookies first. Mom will make you some noodles when we get back."

She originally thought about going outside to cook something on the charcoal stove, but when she thought about the needlefish jumping towards the light outside, she was too lazy to bother.

I'd better go home and cook some noodles and have a big meal tomorrow.

Fu Ling and Qin Mingzhu were very well-behaved. When they heard Fu Wan say that they would go back immediately, they each took two biscuits and started eating them in small bites.

Seeing that they were eating with relish, Fu Wan felt hungry too, so she took out two pieces and finished them in two or three bites.

Ye Xiaocui ate one piece and then threw it away because she thought the biscuit was choking.

"This cookie is good in every way, except that it's too dry."

She poured herself a bowl of water and breathed a sigh of relief after drinking it.

"The weather will be cold in a few days. Let's bring some rice or something up here so we don't have to go back and eat noodles."

It was not convenient enough after all. Fu Wan suddenly remembered something at this time, that is, instant noodles, which are a must-have when going out in the future.

It should be available on the market now. I'll go back to the supply and marketing cooperative and buy some for backup on the ship.

As they were talking, the boat was gradually approaching the dock.

Old Li was the first to hear the roar of the diesel engine. He walked out of the hut and saw that it was the boat of Boss Fu and his men, so he hurried forward to help.

Of course, he also did not forget to call out to Fu Shi, who was helping someone unload the boat not far away, "Ashi, go call your third uncle! Your uncle and the others are back!"

When Fu Shi had no work for Fu San, he would help others unload fish at the dock. He was paid one cent for moving five boxes of fish. Although the amount was small, he was free anyway, so he thought that by accumulating small amounts, he could save some money.

Hearing Old Li's shout, Fu Shi quickly helped others load the goods in his hands onto the cart, and then ran to Fu San's house.

Fu San hadn't gone to bed yet either. He was sorting out the accounts for the recent period with Lin Qiuju in the yard.

"Uncle San, my uncle and his family are back. Hurry up and ride your tricycle over!"

Fu Shi ran into the yard, sweating profusely, and without even having time to catch his breath, he started shouting.

Lin Qiuju's mother, Aunt Zhao, came out of the kitchen and asked Fu Shi to sit down: "Ashi, please sit down and have a drink of water first."

After dealing with him for a long time, she also knew that Fu Shi was a poor child.

Fu Shi did not refuse and took the bowl of water and drank it all.

"Thank you, Auntie. I still have to go move some fish with my uncle, so I won't sit down!"

While they were talking, Fu San had already ridden the tricycle out of the yard.

"Ashi, please drag another cart over. Given your uncle's family's fortune, this tricycle might not even be enough."

"okay!"

Fu San was about to start riding the tricycle when he remembered something and turned to shout to his mother-in-law:

"Mom, can you see if there are any vegetables left at home? If there's no fish, go get some from the cold storage. Help me make some food or cook some noodles. My eldest brother and the others definitely haven't eaten yet."

It was so late at night, and Wangcai was the only one at Fu Lao's house. At noon and at night, Fu San would go to his yard to feed the dog.

"Okay, okay, I'll go get a fish from the cold storage and steam it. I haven't used up all the peppers and vegetables I picked this afternoon, so stir-frying a couple of dishes and cooking some noodles will be perfect."

The noodles she cooked were definitely not dried noodles, but Aunt Zhao was an expert at making noodles. She took the old noodles hanging in the well and mixed them with some new flour. By the time the dish was ready, the noodles would have risen properly. She then kneaded them into thin noodles and boiled them in water.

Hearing his mother-in-law's agreement, Fu San drove his tricycle and rushed to the dock in a hurry.

When we arrived at the dock, there weren't many people around, but there were still four or five of them talking to Boss Fu.

"Brother, you are finally back!"

Fu San squeezed in, and when Boss Fu saw him coming, he stopped bragging to these people.

"My brother is here and needs to unload the fish first."

"Who did I think your brother was? It turns out to be Fu San!"

Fu San was originally pulling Fu Lao Da towards the boat. When he heard the sound, he turned his head and looked. Only then did he realize that his rival was among those people.

It’s Wang Jianshe from the next village.

Wang Jianshe heard about Fu San's success last month and decided to follow his example to open a purchasing station. However, the neighboring village didn't have much seafood, and he wanted to make more money, so he came to Fujia Village late at night to poach Fu San's business.

Fu San had wanted to teach him a lesson before, but he was afraid that he would go crazy and attack his pregnant wife. He was thinking about how to warn him for a while, but he didn't expect to meet him here.

But right now he has more important things to do. The fish on the boat must be unloaded quickly. The cold storage on Boss Fu's boat was modified by him, and the ice blocks can only last for one day and one night at most.

It depends on how much fish there is. If there are a lot of fish, it can only last for one day at most.

"Boss Fu, let's make a deal. I'll add ten cents per pound to whatever price Fu San gives you."

Boss Fu laughed when he heard this, "Don't you understand what I'm saying? I just said that I only sell my fish to my brothers."

Although Fu San knew from the beginning that Boss Fu would not agree, he was still moved to tears when he heard his words.

"Brother, let's ignore him and move the fish first!"

Just at this moment, Fu Wan came over with the child and a bucket. Fu San called her, "Awan, don't cook when you go back. I'll ask my mother-in-law to prepare dinner. You can just come to my place and eat."

"Uncle San, how can this be so embarrassing?"

Fu Wan didn't expect Fu San to be so thoughtful. Fu San felt a little unhappy when he heard her being so polite.

"Why are you embarrassed? Just go when I tell you to. Why, do you still look down on the things at Third Uncle's house?"

How could Fu Wan bear this huge burden? She quickly smiled and replied, "Thank you, Uncle and Aunt."

Knowing that someone was cooking, Ye Xiaocui and Jiang Chunlan were not in a hurry to go home. They stood by and watched the young people move the fish.

Originally, Boss Fu didn't want his family members to be tired, so he specially called Fu Shi and a few young men to move the fish, and also calculated the price according to the dock. However, Fu Ming and Fu Liang didn't feel tired at all, and insisted on going up to move the fish.

Seeing the fish being brought out, several villagers who were preparing to go out to sea gathered around to watch the fun.

The first thing that was brought out was crabs. Wang Jianshe stood by and watched. When he saw that they were crabs, he looked down on them.

"Boss Fu's shipping is just like that, why are there only crabs?"

"You, an outsider, don't understand. Just watch."

The fisherman nearby recognized that Wang Jianshe was not from the village and responded bluntly.

If Mr. Fu’s sea transportation is not good, there will be no one good at sea transportation in this area!

There were more than a dozen baskets of crabs on both boats, and next came the fairy clams.

There were two large baskets of fairy shells, each one was plump and big. Of course, Fu Wan specially packed out half a basket in advance, ready for several families to share.