radicalducati Chapter 337 Yan Fugui Sells Fish in His Yard
Chapter 337 Yan Fugui Sells Fish in His Yard
Hearing Wang Feng's teasing, Lou Xiao'e rolled her eyes at him, blushing as she said:
"It's all because of my mom. She saw that my belly wasn't showing any signs of pregnancy, and since they're about to leave Beijing, she's worried that if I don't get your child, you'll neglect me in the future."
After spending so much time together, Lou Xiao'e knew that Wang Feng wasn't that kind of person. Even if she couldn't get pregnant and couldn't have a child with Wang Feng, she believed that Wang Feng wouldn't treat her differently. It was just that her mother was always worried, and there was nothing she could do about it.
Upon hearing this, Wang Feng ruffled Lou Xiao'e's hair and said speechlessly, "You're such a simpleton. Do you think I'm that kind of person?"
"Don't worry, my dear, we're both in great health. It's okay if we're not pregnant yet; we'll get pregnant sooner or later. Come on, let's try harder and get pregnant sooner."
"Um."
Lou Xiao'e gave a soft "hmm," her face flushed with embarrassment, and began to help Wang Feng take off his clothes.
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Five o'clock in the afternoon.
Wang Feng returned to Courtyard No. 95 feeling refreshed.
The steel rolling mill also closes at five o'clock every day, but it usually takes them a little after five to walk back to No. 95 compound. Wang Feng rides his bicycle back from No. 28 compound, which only takes a few minutes, and he doesn't encounter anyone from No. 95 compound along the way.
As soon as I entered the front yard, I saw Yan Fugui carrying a fishing rod in one hand and a bucket in the other, walking home.
Wang Feng carried the bicycle across the threshold. Yan Fugui turned around and saw it was Wang Feng. The burlap sack on the back of Wang Feng's bicycle was empty; it was obvious there wasn't much inside. He quickly turned back, grinning obsequiously.
"Oh, it's Wang Feng. You went to the countryside to buy things? Why didn't you buy anything?"
Wang Feng pushed the cart to Yan Fugui, waved his hand, and sighed, "What can we buy in the countryside now? The harvest is getting harder and harder."
Yan Fugui sighed, "Yes, now that the rations are being reduced, grain prices are skyrocketing. My family is large, and we can't even afford cornmeal anymore."
As he spoke, he handed the bucket in his hand to Wang Feng and said with a smile, "Wang Feng, you're the head of the purchasing department. Look at these two fish in this bucket. Why don't you take them? That way, we can at least complete some of our quota."
Wang Feng looked into the bucket and sure enough, there were two fish inside: a grass carp weighing about two pounds and a carp weighing about half a pound.
"Hehe, Lao Yan, you should keep this fish for your family to nourish them."
Wang Feng refused without even thinking. He never considered doing business with Yan Laokou. If the price was too low, Yan Laokou would be dissatisfied and would badmouth him behind his back. If the price was too high, he would be unhappy. He didn't want to be taken advantage of by Yan Laokou.
Just as he was about to return to the Intermediate People's Court, Yan Fugui grabbed his bicycle handlebars and hurriedly said:
"Wang Feng, these two fish of mine aren't small. They should meet the factory's purchasing standards, right? Here's what we'll do: you name your price. If it's acceptable, I'll sell the fish to you. If not, I'll keep looking."
Seeing that Yan Laokou was relentless, Wang Feng became a little annoyed and simply held up five fingers.
"Alright, since you want me to name a price, I'll name one: 50 cents a pound. Do you want to sell? If you do, I'll take it. I don't want a penny more."
Upon hearing Wang Feng's offer, Yan Fugui's lips twitched, and he waved his hand at Wang Feng, looking impatient.
"Wang Feng, what are you talking about? I didn't even sell this fish for nine cents a pound in Shichahai, and you're offering me five cents? Alright, alright, just go now."
"Hehe, I knew it! You finally caught two fish, you should have kept them to nourish your son and help the Yan family continue its lineage, why sell them?"
Wang Feng made a sarcastic remark to Yan Fugui, then pushed his bicycle and walked away with a smile.
"Pah, what a piece of trash! You ill-mannered wretch! So what if you're a deputy section chief?"
After Wang Feng walked away, Yan Fugui spat on the ground and went back into the house with a livid face.
These two fish could fetch at least two yuan each now, and he couldn't bear to keep them for his family to eat. He went back inside, put down his fishing rod, and, carrying a bucket, headed towards the Xu family's house in the backyard.
Xu Damao was stabbed twice while showing movies in the countryside a while ago. Recently, Li Sumei has been killing chickens for Xu Damao to nourish his body. He just doesn't believe that he can't sell his fish.
As soon as Yan Fugui arrived in the backyard, he saw Li Sumei feeding the chickens at the door. He picked up his bucket and walked over, smiling as he asked:
"Su-mei, how's Da-mao feeling lately? Is he feeling any better?"
Li Sumei forced a smile: "I'm much better, thank you for your concern, Uncle San."
Yan Fugui grinned: "Sumei, I caught two fish today. Take them to Da Mao to help him recover. I'll give you a discount."
When Li Sumei heard Yan Fugui say that he would give her Xu Damao some nourishing food, she thought that Yan Fugui had changed his ways and was really that kind of person, even giving away fish. She never expected that he was going to sell the fish to her.
Looking at the grass carp weighing over two pounds and the carp weighing about half a pound in the bucket, she really wanted to buy them to give Xu Damao a change of pace.
Xu Damao has been drinking chicken soup a lot lately, and he's gotten tired of it and often complains.
Li Sumei asked, "Third Uncle, how much do you plan to sell this fish for?"
Yan Fugui waved his hand and grinned, "Sumei, I just weighed this grass carp at home. It weighs 2 jin, and the carp is a little over half a jin. You know it's hard to buy meat anywhere these days, and the price of fish is much higher than before. How about this, I'll charge you one yuan per jin, so you can just give me 9 yuan. Consider the extra as a discount."
"One yuan per pound?"
Li Sumei's eyes widened, and just as she was about to refuse, she heard Xu Damao's voice coming from inside the room.
"Sumei, I bought it."
Li Sumei was speechless. This fish was too expensive. What was this talk about giving her a discount? Back in her hometown, this kind of fish wouldn't sell for even five cents a pound.
However, Xu Damao wanted to try something different, so she didn't say much. She took out some money from her pocket, counted out 2.9 yuan, and handed it to Yan Fugui.
"Uncle, I'll take this fish. Wait for me a moment, I'll go back and empty the fish."
"Hehe, go ahead."
Yan Fugui took the money and counted it. When he saw that it was indeed 2.9 yuan, he immediately grinned and was overjoyed.
Li Sumei took the shovel from Yan Fugui, went back into the house, and soon came out with an empty bucket.
"Hehe, Sumei, take good care of Damao, I'll head back now."
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Li Sumei didn't even want to talk to Yan Fugui. It was bad enough that the fish was so expensive, but he even said he was giving her a discount. If it weren't for Xu Damao wanting to buy it, she wouldn't have wanted to talk to Yan Fugui at all.
Yan Fugui carried the empty bucket to the front yard, and as he passed Wang Feng's house, he smirked smugly.
"You think you can buy my fish for 50 cents? Pshaw!"