The two brothers thought he had a point, so they said nothing more. It was his money, after all, and he was the one going to all the trouble.
A-Dong wasn't one to take advice anyway. Even if his father came, his words wouldn't do any good, so they decided not to make nuisances of themselves.
Lin Xiuqing did want to say something, but with people all around them, she couldn't undermine him in public.
Besides, from what he'd just said, he'd already made arrangements with the others back on the boat.
Now that he'd given his word, he couldn't go back on it. They were already out there scooping them up, and they all came from the same village. If he backed out and made them work for nothing, they'd never stop talking about it.
She glanced at him and could only silently swallow the words on the tip of her tongue. She would go out and check the quantity first. If there weren't many, they might as well buy them. They knew how to process them, anyway, and could figure out how to sell them afterward.
By the time the six of them hurried toward the pier with their handcarts, someone was already pushing a load of jellyfish toward his house and had gone a short distance.
Ye Yaodong saw three baskets piled full on the man's handcart, a sizable amount, and quickly told him to take the goods over to A-Cai's place so he could borrow A-Cai's scales.
The fishing boats had only just left the Typhoon Shelter that day, anyway, so very few would have any catch to sell. Most had only just gone out to set their nets and wouldn't haul anything in until tomorrow or the day after. A-Cai had nothing to do, so