Sea-hunting: With the system in hand, my eyes are the ruler

"It's okay. I'll have someone send you some express delivery forms. Just fill them out and stick them on. We also have the foam packing boxes you requested in our warehouse. But we'll charge for them."

"How much does it cost specifically?" Jiang Han had never intended to take it for free.

"A three-jin (20g) bag is ten yuan each; a 15-jin (g) bag is yuan each."

"Okay, I'll get the foam box."

Jiang Han looked up the price of foam boxes online again, and found that the price online was at least 1/3 cheaper.

He decisively placed an order online for 100 pieces of various specifications.

After seeing that he had to go to the district to get this thing, he didn't hesitate.

Anyway, Zhang Haidai is going to the district to learn how to drive a boat, so we can just ask him to help with the transfer of shipment when the time comes.

When Meng Guo came in, he watched them packing boxes and putting up express delivery labels in surprise.

"No way, you found a new buyer so quickly?"

Jiang Han smiled at Meng Guo and said, "Yes, thanks to you."

Meng Guo originally thought that even if he found a buyer, it would not cost too much.

After all, there are mountains of barnacles here.

As a result, when she finished her work and came back again, all the barnacles had been packed into boxes, leaving only a few in the corner.

Meng Guo opened his mouth in surprise, "Are they all sold?"

"Yes."

Jiang Han took out another five pounds from the remaining fifty-five pounds and handed them to Meng Guo, "These five pounds are for you as a snack."

Meng Guo quickly waved his hand, "No thanks. My sister said you gave us 20 kilograms extra yesterday."

Jiang Han still gave the five pounds to Meng Guo.

He felt that it was not enough. Meng Guo had helped him so much, so he had to buy her some extra gifts.

Jiang Han checked the time and said, "Xiaoguo, please help us get some dishes. We'll send these things to the express station and come over."

"Want me to drive you?"

"no need."

It was lunchtime and the restaurant was very busy. Jiang Han didn't want to bother Meng Guo anymore.

Now these barnacles are packed in foam boxes, and the volume of the cargo has suddenly increased.

Jiang Han and Zhang Haidai each borrowed a tricycle from the hotel and drove back and forth three times.

Only then did we deliver all 657 kilograms of goods to the express delivery point.

Return the tricycle to the hotel.

Their table of food has been served.

That sandfish was actually made into soup.

Jiang Han looked at the head of the sandfish with a depressed look on his face.

He had really given it a chance, but it kept trying to crash into his dining table again and again.

It is said that the sand in October is as delicious as mutton soup.

The taste of sandfish is the best in winter. Now it is summer and the taste is not as good as in winter, but it is fresh.

Because they were in a hurry, Jiang Han and Zhang Haidai wolfed down their lunch.

After eating, the two of them returned to the village in their own boat.

Jiang Han made a phone call and asked his sister to come get the barnacles and sea cucumbers herself. He also sent Zhang Haidai to deliver them to his uncle while they were still fresh.

I started to organize things at home.

He brought the pots and seasonings from home, and asked Aunt Guihua next door to buy some charcoal.

Rural people often use wood stoves to roast chestnuts, bamboo shoots, etc. When they use large pieces of wood, they always leave a lot of carbon.

When Jiang Feng came over, he saw Jiang Han looking anxious and thought something had happened.

"What are you doing? Going to war." He even brought charcoal with him.

Jiang Han pointed to the side hall, "The barnacles and sea cucumbers are over there, take them yourself."

Jiang Feng did not go over, but put the two jars of bayberry wine she brought on the table.

"I asked you to get it last time, but you didn't. Are you still going out to sea today?"

She had never seen her brother so anxious.

"Yes, out to sea."

Jiang Feng saw his brother put the broken pot and a bent spoon into his bag.

"what are you doing?"

Jiang Han was stunned for a moment. "Well... I have a lot of empty space on my boat, so I'll just leave it there for now. Maybe it'll be useful someday."

Jiang Feng felt that it was not convenient to cook on his boat.

But his younger brother is a college student from a prestigious university, and his ideas are definitely different from hers who just graduated from junior high school.