A-Cai felt both disappointed and envious. What kind of luck was this? Every good thing fell into Ye Yaodong's lap, coming right to his door.
Fresh squid was already expensive. How much would it cost dried? And someone had actually ordered the dried stuff in advance. Wasn't that a guaranteed, risk-free business?
It was infuriating. Making money off this fellow was getting harder and harder.
Damn it. If it weren't for their fairly good relationship, he would have cursed him out.
He had said he would sell all his catch to A-Cai, but now he was taking this home and keeping that too. A-Cai hardly got any of his catch all year round. He wanted to dry the cheap stuff himself, dry the boss's orders himself, and sell the big hauls himself. So all A-Cai deserved were the rubbish catches, the things he didn't want?
"A-Dong, is it that boss who came in the Big Jiefang Truck last time?"
"Does he want more? We can dry some too if he does..."
"Yes, yes, as long as the price is right, we can dry some more for you to sell to that boss..."
"That's right. We'll be catching squid every day from now on. We can dry it every day..."
"Have you got enough? You're doing big business, so this probably isn't enough, right? We've got some. We can save it all for you..."
"Exactly, we can take ours home, dry it, and give it all to you..."
"Just say the word if you need any. We'll dry it properly for you. It'll save you trouble too, not having to dry it yourself..."
Ye Yaodong watched the villagers all talking at once, unsure whether to laugh or cry. A-Cai's face grew darker and darker, and A-Gui, who had been watching the