An Early-Morning Visit

An Early-Morning Visit

Father Zhou answered first, "They can be sold. Each one is already eight or nine taels, or about a catty, and they're all very uniform. If we raise them for another ten-odd days, by New Year's every fish should weigh about a catty."

A hundred thousand catties of Red Seabream! Even if we sold them around New Year's for slightly less than wild-caught fish, we could still get one yuan and twenty or thirty cents per catty.

That would bring in more than a hundred thousand yuan in one stroke. Although we wouldn't have recovered our costs yet, we would be able to do so the following year.

And the market might be good this year. We might even get one yuan and fifty cents per catty. After all, purchase prices fluctuated greatly toward the end of the year.

No matter what, they were sure to make at least a hundred thousand yuan.

Red Seabream hadn't sold for less than one yuan per catty these past few years.

Jiang Xia told them that Old Mai planned to bring over a seafood wholesaler to take a look.

"If that seafood boss takes a liking to our fish, we may be able to sell all one hundred thousand catties of Red Seabream in one go. I just don't know whether they'll like our Red Seabream."

Father Zhou was washing his hands. He excitedly wiped his face, leaving it covered in water, trying to clear his head. He was afraid he had misheard.

A big boss from Hong Kong Island?

If they could sell the fish to Hong Kong Island, the price would be something else entirely!

"Did you just say a boss from Hong Kong Island is coming tomorrow to look at our fish?"

Jiang Xia nodded. "That's right."