"It's the middle of winter. We couldn't make many trips anyway, and a small boat can't catch much. You need a bigger motorboat like Uncle Lin's to get any volume fishing inshore-over a thousand jin of toadfish in one trip. But there's no rush. Tomorrow, let's sell what we have at home first. Take all of it to the military base and sell everything we can in one go. Saves us trouble."
"Then, once we've sold it, if they want more, we can buy some from the village. We probably won't get much, though. Not every household has been drying fish, and those that have haven't dried much. Probably two or three thousand jin at most."
But if they could make a third of the price per jin buying it and reselling it, wouldn't they make four or five hundred?
Wow, just thinking about it made him happy. They had spent four or five days drying their fish, and selling all of it would only bring in that much, with a net profit of just over three hundred yuan. Buying and reselling without all that effort could earn them even more.
No wonder people made so much money doing business!
Rich bastards!
Father Ye smiled so broadly that his eyes nearly disappeared into his weathered face. "When the weather's good, we can have the villagers dry more and buy more from them. That way, we can earn more."
"We'll see, we'll see. Let's get tomorrow's delivery there first. Plans can't keep up with changes. However well we plan things now, it won't do any good if something changes at the last minute."
"True, but it's already halfway settled. We can think ahead a little."
Ye Yaodong had actually thought even further ahead than his father. He was only saying that.