Song Yun was too lazy to talk to Yang Guohua and directly let him take a look.
"Hehehe!"
"Boss Song!"
"I have to tell you that if you want to keep the fish, prawns, and crabs you catch alive, you have to put them in the living cabin. It's not possible to keep them in the triangular trawl. When the boat moves forward, the fish, prawns, and crabs will all be squeezed together.”
Yang Guohua said as he squatted down and pulled the triangular trawl net a few times.
"Ah!"
"What is this?"
Yang Guohua was so scared that he jumped up. When he pulled the fishing net just now, a big black head popped out.
"Are you an imposter? How could a person who collected seafood all day not know what this was?!”
Song Yun looked at the fatty in front of her with a doubtful expression.
" Stone-spotted?!"
"Gentian grouper?"
"Such a big Gentian Epineapple, and it's still alive?!”
Yang Guohua ignored Song Yun's words and stared at the triangular trawler with his two eyes like copper bells. He was shocked when he realized what it was. He rubbed his eyes hard as he muttered to himself. The grouper or even the Gentian Gentian The most important thing was that this huge Dragon Gentian Stone-spotted Fish was alive.
"Oh my god!"
"This is too terrifying!"
……
"Oh my god!"
"Isn't this Dragon Gentian Stone-spotted Fish a little too big?!”
……
"Oh my god!"
"How can this be true? This huge Dragon Gentian Stone-spotted Fish was actually still alive!”
"How can it be alive?!”
……
Yang Guohua mumbled as he held the triangular trawler tightly in his hand. He repeatedly confirmed that he was not seeing things. There was definitely a huge Gentian Elaphore inside. It was indeed a living Gentian Elaphore.
"Boss Yang!"
"This is just a Gentian Rock Fur. Even if it's a little big, there's no need to make a fuss, right?!”
Song Yun looked at Yang Guohua as if he had a problem with his brain. He kept muttering and couldn't stand it.
" What?!"
"It's just a Gentian Stone-spotted Fish?!”
"You actually said that it's just a little bigger when you eat a dragon's gallbladder of this size?!”
"Do you know that such a Gentian Stone-spotted Fish has never appeared in our town? Even in the whole country, it's one of the few!”
"From the looks of it, it's definitely more than 400 catties!”
"Even if it's dead, a fish like this would cost tens of thousands of yuan!”
"This thing is still alive and kicking now. Boss Song, I have to tell you, you've definitely made a fortune!”
Yang Guohua became more and more excited as he spoke, and he couldn't help but tremble.
"Don't talk so much nonsense. I plan to sell this fish. Just tell me how much it costs!”
Song Yun waved her hand and was too lazy to argue with Yang Guohua. The value of a living Dragon Gentian Rock Fur, especially such a big one, was definitely much higher than a dead one. She grew up in a fishing village and knew this very well.
"Three hundred thousand!"
"I'll give you 300,000!"
"There's a premise. This fish can't be damaged in any way. It has to be alive and sent to my car.”
"If they die before this, I'll buy them for 100 yuan per catty.”
Yang Guohua didn't hesitate and immediately made a bid. He knew very well how precious a live grouper like this was. He had to get it. He believed that if the news spread, other fishmongers would flock to it. Now that he was alone, he had to make a satisfactory price. Otherwise, Song Yun wouldn't mind telling more fishmongers about it. He was sure that he would have to face fierce competition.
When Song Yun heard Yang Guohua's words, she understood that he was planning to sell this grouper alive to some seafood restaurants. It was not for food. It was definitely to be kept in a big fish tank as the treasure of the restaurant.
"Half an hour!"
"I can only give you half an hour. If this fish dies after this time, it will be your problem. You still have to pay me the price of a live grouper.”
"If you die within half an hour, I'll pay you 100 yuan per catty.”
Song Yun was very satisfied with the price. The price of dead groupers was usually 60 to 80 yuan per catty. Yang Guohua was very sincere to offer a price of 100 yuan. When he was alive, he could sell it for 300,000 yuan. This was also a solid market price, or even slightly higher than the market price.
"Deal!"
Yang Guohua did not hesitate to reach out his hand and take a photo with Song Yun. Half an hour was enough. This was one of the rules of the industry. He could not wait forever. He took out his phone and immediately transferred the money, afraid that Song Yun would go back on her word.
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