Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

In addition to the fishers on the river, there are also some fishmongers from the county town, probably three or four.

These fishmongers send fish to restaurants in the county town or go to the farmer's market to squat in the market.

Compared with when Wan Feng saw them in the summer of 1981, these fishmongers had changed from shotguns to happy motorcycles from tractors.

The three green happy motorcycles parked on the ice are proof of this.

Wan Feng glanced at the two semicircular tin boxes slung behind a motorcycle.

There is at least half a box of fish in the iron box.

They are all the specialties of Longjiang, and they are quite complete in variety.

It seems that today's winter catchers have had a good harvest, and they have harvested so many fish just after nine o'clock in the morning.

"Don't be blind, children stay away." A man dressed like a bear yelled at Wan Feng not far away.

This person is probably the owner of this motorcycle. He is so stingy, and there are a lot of things to see, as if I can snatch it.

Wan Feng got off the motorcycle and walked towards a fisherman who was pulling a net.

As the fishing net was pulled out from under the ice bit by bit, the scales on the net began to shine.

"This carp is not small! There are Qili captives!" Several fishermen looked very excited.

When Wan Feng heard that Qilifuzi sped up and ran over, he still remembered the smell of Qilifuzi.

"I bought this net." Wan Feng shouted when he was still more than ten meters away from the fisherman.

"Sell it to you? We've bagged the fish on the river today." The bear just now shouted as he ran this way.

This fisherman used a small trawl net that was 20 to 30 meters long, and three people dragged it out.

There were a lot of fish in this net, estimated to be tens of catties, and there were more than ten catties of carp in it, and some small miscellaneous fish.

"Uncle, sell this net of fish to me, and I'll give you twenty-five cents if the pot is rotten."

Now the fish market is still stable at about 167 cents, and the fish in winter can be more expensive at only 20 cents. Wan Feng's 25 cents is a high line.

A group of fifteen or sixteen children came to buy fish, which was a bit beyond the expectations of the fishermen.

Let alone children buying fish on weekdays, even adults rarely buy fish, and they are all taken away by these vendors.

"The fish on the river are all ours now, and the children are playing with them." The bear trader wearing a dog fur hat ran over and quickly declared his sovereignty.

"Bragging, Longjiang is so big, it's all yours?" Wan Jun asked behind Wan Feng.

"Everywhere you can see is ours now."

"Old Maozi is also yours?" Wan Feng argued with the bear fishmonger.

There are also a few people fishing on Maozi's side, and they can clearly see that they are soldiers.

"Boy, are you talking about it?"

Wan Jun was pulled over by Wan Feng. The fish seller was a fisherman, so he couldn't compete with fishmongers.

"Uncle, how is it? The price I gave is not low, I buy it back and save it for the Chinese New Year."

"That won't do, we've got all these fish."

Fishermen also want to sell to Wan Feng, these fishmongers only pay seventy cents for a bad pot, but the price Wan Feng offered can be sold for four or five yuan more.

However, the fisherman thought about it and rejected Wan Feng's suggestion: "Boy, our fish is indeed contracted to these vendors, and you can only discuss with them if you want to buy it."

Even if the price Wan Feng offered was high, compared to the traders, Wan Feng was just a temporary buyer of fish, and he didn’t know when he would come back again after buying this time, so the traders still had a long-term view.

Wan Feng naturally understood this truth, and turned his head to the vendor without hesitation: "Brother, it's still the same price, how about you resell the fish to me?"

"Not for sale!"

"Brother, I just bought it back and kept it for the family to eat during the Chinese New Year. It doesn't conflict with your business. Who are you selling to? If you think it's less, I'll add another five points, so that you can earn eight or nine if you don't stick to your hands." Yuan, I think you can think about it."

"Don't sell it, don't sell it, don't sell it for any amount of money, get out of here, and don't delay my collection of fish here."

Is this peddler's wife stealing someone or eating gunpowder? Isn't the benevolence and righteousness still there if the business fails?

"Brother, as the saying goes, it's hard to get along with anyone and not with money. You can make a price to see how much you can sell this net fish."

Wan Feng really liked this fish in the net. There were six or seven seven-mile floaters in the net and a lot of ox tails. They were all good fish. As for the two carps, they were nothing compared to these yellow fish. It's over.

With this net of fish, you don’t have to worry about eating fish during the Chinese New Year.

"I won't sell it, and I won't sell it for a dollar or a catty." The bear trader said in a non-negotiable tone.

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