If you don't take a detour from Xintai Street to the 'Haiweijiao' fishing port, you need to cross the entire Yuanbei urban area, because some streets are closed to trucks once the time exceeds 6 o'clock in the morning.

Sitting on the front of the truck, the view is completely different from that of the usual driving and riding cars, giving people a strange feeling that the pedestrians and vehicles around are particularly small and prone to accidents.

If it was usual, in this situation, even if there were few people on the street, Zhang Muzi in the passenger seat would definitely remind the driver to slow down, but today he stared blankly ahead and didn't say a word.

Since the employer did not speak, although Xu Yayun, who was driving, had doubts in his heart, he was not easy to speak casually, so in silence, the 'moving vehicle' drove through the streets and alleys for thirty to forty minutes, and at dawn, came to a vast coastline.

At this time, a round of red sun has emerged on the eastern sea in the distance, exuding wisps of light, reflecting the small half of the ocean in a colorful and enchanting and gorgeous way.

It's a pity that Zhang Muzi didn't have the heart to appreciate this beautiful scene at the moment, looked at the trucks on the highway that were getting denser and denser, and asked: "Mr. Xu, have you driven a truck in 'Yuanbei' for more than 20 years, and have you ever been to the 'Haiweijiao' wharf to pull fish?"

"Ah a few years ago, when I was helping people transport goods in the vegetable market, I often came to 'Haiweijiao'," Xu Yayun, who is quite old and has rich professional experience, nodded when he heard this, and took the opportunity to smile and said the doubts in his heart, "But the smell of 'seafood' is very strong, and they are transported by special trucks or refrigerated trucks, and I have never tried to drive a 'moving vehicle' to the fishing market wharf." ”

"I saw on the Internet that the opening time of the 'Haiweijiao' fishing market wharf is from 4 a.m. to 9 a.m., and I thought it was not too late to arrive at 6 a.m., but I didn't expect that so many trucks had already left after buying seafood on the road.

Is it too late for us to arrive now?" Zhang Muzi smiled worriedly, as if he didn't hear Xu Yayun's question.

"Ah doesn't matter, the seafood shipments of 'Haiweijiao' in one day, the entire Yuanbei City and the 'New Taipei' together can't swallow it, and how many of these trucks can be transported on the road. Xu Yayun saw that the young employer had no doubts at all, so he could only swallow the doubts back into his stomach and answer.

Zhang Muzi's face soothed a little when he heard this, "Oh." There was silence again, and there was no more speech until the 'mover' had left the road in a long line of convoys, turned around and entered the wharf of the 'Haiweijiao' fishing market.

After Xu Yayun parked the car in the parking compartment in front of the 'seafood store', he pretended to be sophisticated and ordered: "Mr. Xu, stay in the car and don't leave."

I'll go to the fishing market to buy goods, and I'll call you when I'm ready, and you can come directly to the 'land' to pull the goods." After that, without waiting for Xu Yayun to answer, he pushed the car door and jumped out of the truck.

As soon as he arrived outside, the fishy smell that was ten times stronger than yesterday rushed straight to Zhang Muzi's nose, making him suffocate for a while.

Unconsciously spit out a 'wow' word in his mouth, pinched his nose and took a few salty breaths with his mouth, feeling a little better in his chest, Zhang Muzi followed a group of seafood stall owners in the vegetable market and buyers of high, medium and low-end restaurants to the brightly lit 'seafood store'.

When he came to the door, he found that the people in front of him were all lined up according to the order of first come, first served, and after swiping their cards or paying cash, they took a blue cloth hat from the hands of a fishing market wharf manager wearing a white vest and put it on his head, and turned his head curiously to a tall man with a full beard and thick eyebrows and big eyes behind him, and asked, "Uncle, may I ask."

What's the use of that hat and why does everyone spend so much money on it?"

"Isn't the hat sold, see the number embroidered on it, pay a deposit of 100,000 yuan, get a hat, when you go to the fishing market to buy fish, those guys who auction the catch will recognize people by the number on the hat, if anyone makes a random offer, in the end it will be confiscated if the deposit is not paid.

I really bought the goods, the deposit can be worth 100,000 yuan, I didn't buy the goods, I can get the money back with my hat when I leave," the tall man replied casually with a smile, looked at Zhang Muzi twice, and kindly reminded: "This is the rules of the fishing market wharf across the country, young man, you don't even understand this to get the goods, it's really... Gee.

Seafood can't be saved, and if you hit it, you will lose it to the end, and if you don't have experience, this money is not so easy to earn. ”

"Thank you. Zhang Muzi smiled noncommittally, no longer spoke, turned his head and continued to line up, and when it was his turn, he swiped 100,000 yuan, took a blue hat and put it on his head, and walked into the fishing market.

The side length is more than 100 meters;

The southeast, northwest, and northeast gates open on all sides that can accommodate the largest trucks running side by side;

The ceiling is densely covered with hundreds of overhead lights, illuminating the ground clearly, and the store is full of people at this time.

I saw countless fish pickers wearing blue overalls and black leather aprons on their chests, skillfully sorting piles of seafood that had just been unloaded from fishing boats by grade, some frozen with ice, some directly shoveled onto carts, and delivered to auctioneers in red vests everywhere.

The auctioneer, who had a brass whistle on his chest and a cursory look at the quality of the seafood, immediately set the price and explained a few words to the assistant next to him, who raised the megaphone in his hand and shouted out the type of seafood to be sold, the quality and the starting price.

So in a voice, "Goldenrod fish, goldenrod fish, three-pound goldenrod fish, the reserve price is 300 yuan a kilogram, the starting price is 500 kilograms, the total weight is 3,500 kilograms, and the price is cheap...";

"Green shell sea crab, 750 grams of first-class products, the reserve price is 260 yuan a kilogram...";

"Big Crawling Shrimp, Deep Sea Climbing Shrimp, Fifty centimeters in length of the second-grade grade, reserve price..."In the extremely noisy shouting, the buyers with blue hats on their heads gathered at the seafood they were interested in.

With experience and feeling, the auctioneer felt that the buyers in front of him were enough to swallow the 'goods', and the auctioneer began the auction, during which no one spoke to the buyer and seller, but kept gesturing and bargaining.

After a while, with the appearance of the highest price, the auctioneer whistled, ended the auction, immediately stretched out his arms and went straight to the buyer, the assistant next to him immediately quickly wrote down the number of the buyer's hat on the tablet, and then signaled the fish picker to carry the sea away, so that a round of transactions was completed.

Walking in the 'store' blankly, Zhang Muzi watched the auctions that lasted only a few minutes on the side, and he only felt dazzled, where could he understand the joints for a while.

After wasting more than ten minutes in this way, a loud female voice suddenly sounded above his head, "Ladies and gentlemen, in ten minutes, there will be a bluefin tuna that has just been put to sea alive, with a total length of 378 centimeters and a weight of 167 kilograms, at a reserve price of 2.8 million yuan.

Ladies and gentlemen, in ten minutes..."

Generally living inland, I always think that all the seafood in the coastal area must be quite cheap, but I don't know that ordinary seafood may be true, but the real top quality is there and the price will not drop in the slightest.

Suddenly, when he heard that the starting price of a fish was close to three million yuan, even Zhang Muzi, who was from an unusually wealthy background, couldn't help but be startled.

However, he has eaten most of the high-end restaurants in Yuanbei City, although the 'bluefin tuna' is rare, but he has tasted it a few times, and subconsciously carefully calculated the unit price, and found that compared to the selling price in the restaurant, the auction price is very fair, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook his head, secretly thinking that the auction in the wharf of this fishing market is really hidden everywhere 'doorway'.

It's a pity that at this moment, even if you want to 'temporarily cramm', it's too late, Zhang Muzi sighed, completely dead to the idea of buying a 'bargain', and only wished that he could find a big mouth, red eyes, and a pomfret with exposed fangs, at this moment, the mobile phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated and rang.

At six o'clock in the morning, the average person on the island was still asleep, and it was impossible to contact people, so Zhang Muzi immediately thought of his grandfather who lived in the intensive care ward and his parents who stayed in the hospital.

Holding his breath and looking at the screen, he saw that it was an unfamiliar number, his mood suddenly relaxed, and then his eyes suddenly lit up, and he hurriedly connected the phone and asked, "Who is it?"

"Are you a teenager who came to the fishing market dock yesterday afternoon?" An old voice came from the phone, ignoring Zhang Muzi's question, and asked directly.

"I am, are you the old man from the 'Haiweijiao' fishing market wharf yesterday?" Zhang Muzi took a deep breath of excitement and asked again.

"That's me, boy, didn't you say yesterday that you wanted to buy 300,000 'canned pomfrets', and now you still want it?" said the old voice on the phone.

"Yes, do you have the goods?" asked Zhang Muzi unconsciously clenched his fists.

"Yes, but the price is high, 12 tons if it is 300,000, what do you think?" said the old man on the phone.

"Uncle, didn't you say yesterday that 300,000 yuan could buy fourteen or five tons of 'canned pomfret 'and now it has become twelve tons," Zhang Muzi was a hundred willing in his heart, but although he did not set foot in society, he also knew a little bit of the sophistication of 'people's hearts are not enough to swallow elephants', so he deliberately said dissatisfiedly: "Isn't this a price from the ground."

In this way, one of us will make a move, thirteen tons, if you want, trade now, and I will be in the fishing market." ”

"That's 300,000 tons and 13 tons will not be delivered, if you want to come to the west wharf. The old man on the phone hesitated and said.

"Okay, uncle, I'll be there in ten minutes at most, you wait. Zhang Muzi said and hung up the phone excitedly, ran to the front of the market, returned the blue hat he was wearing to a deposit, called Xu Yayun, got in the car and rushed to the west port of the wharf.

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