A-Cai tucked the cigarette behind his ear. He had no time to smoke now. "Oh, don't worry. We've known each other for years. I won't shortchange you."
"Even brothers keep their accounts straight. Give me a price first so I can decide whether to sell. If it's not worth it, I'll take it to Hongsheng myself and ask. It was hard to get out in that typhoon weather, or I might have gotten more for that Luhua Grouper if I'd taken it to Hongsheng myself..."
The corner of A-Cai's mouth twitched. This fellow had bargained him up so much on that fish that he hadn't even made two yuan. What a rip-off... And now he had the nerve to bring it up.
"Brother, we're all from the same village. We're neighbors. I buy all your father's catch. Would I offer you anything but a fair price? Don't worry. How about six yuan fifty a jin for this Red Grouper?"
"Isn't that the same price as the Luhua Grouper? That fish weighed less than two jin, and you paid twelve yuan for it. This Red Grouper should be worth more than a Luhua Grouper, surely? Don't think we country folk don't know our fish just because we rarely go into town. Eight yuan a jin. If you agree, weigh it!"
A-Cai winced, the flesh on his face trembling. Why was this brat getting harder and harder to deal with? Every time, he pushed him right to his limit.
"There really isn't that much profit in it, brother. Look at all this seafood. Ask around in town and you'll know. I only make one or two fen per jin. With Bombay Duck, I don't even make one fen, just three to five li..."
Ye Yaodong slapped his big belly without ceremony. "Look