Chapter 485 Disturbing the People


    In the next week, it will rain every day. Qingming Festival is coming and the rainy season is coming. It will probably rain for a long time. It is said that it may fall until after Qingming Festival.


    People in the village all secretly regret that the weather is not good. If the weather is good, they can make more money for a few days, or if the wind and waves on the sea are not so strong, they can continue to go out to sea in the rain.


    However, this season is like this. There is a lot of rain and cold air, so the wind and waves are too heavy. Many ships on the docks in the village cannot resist the wind and waves, so they can only rest. Only a few slightly larger ships still dare to go out to sea, and they are fighting for their lives.


    The three brothers of the Zhou family did not go out to sea.


    Tian Caihua was impatient, but Jiang Xia felt that it was just enough to take a break and made the few thousand kilograms of dried fish first.


    Otherwise, I would just be concerned about making the squid, and I wouldn’t have time to make the dried fish that I had dried before.


    But the Marquis didn''t let them rest!


    The Marquis knew that there were no small squids at their wharf, so he sent more than a thousand kilograms every day.


    There are many large ships at the city wharf, and the catch of each type of fish is not comparable to that of a small dock like their production team.


    So Jiang Xia and He Xinghuan are very busy every day.


    And because of the weather, the wind and waves are strong, and there are fewer fishing boats going to sea, so the purchase price of squid has increased, which is different every day, but the price is rising every day, sometimes it is five cents, sometimes it is one cent, and today it has risen directly to 1.51 pound.


    And the price of cooking oil has also risen a little recently.


    So Jiang Xia and the Marquis discussed: "The price of small squids is uncertain every day. The weather is probably going to last for a while. I plan to raise the wholesale price as well."


    Marquis was pleased: "Yes. It sells better on rainy days. Because you bought the little squids home, put them in the pot and heat them up as a dish. Recently, many people bought them, and the sales volume was better. I guess someone would buy them a little higher. It is convenient. My wife was too lazy to go out to buy vegetables on rainy days. She took one or two packs of vegetables every day for every meal. But there will definitely be few people who buy them, but they are not afraid. No one is buying here, so she will go to other markets to sell them. She will go to Guangzhou, Haicheng, and Beijing. With just such a small amount, I don''t believe that I can''t sell them."


    "You just have a good packaging and neatly arranged. It looks very high-end and can also give gifts. It looks delicious and tastes better. The yield is so low that it is worth a few cities. Even if you can''t bear to buy it, you always have to give gifts, and this gift is decent."


    So the two discussed it and Jiang Xia decided to sell it at a factory price of 3 yuan, 21 pounds.


    Because it is impossible for Jiangxia to have different prices every day, even if the price of squid continues to increase, Jiangxia will not raise prices until the end of this year.


    Unless the squid rises too high.


    After the two agreed, all the squids were brought into the car.


    The Marquis was also very happy and collected it directly at 3 yuan and 2 cents per pound today.


    Jiang Xia took over more than 6,000 yuan with a smile.


    In the rainy season, others look at the money in the sea, worried that the rain will continue until the flood season has passed, and that if there is money, she cannot go out to fish for money, but her flood season is still there.


    And it is getting more and more prosperous!


    Now Zhou Chenglei and Zhou Chengxin are building a shed in the backyard of the old house and then building three temporary stoves, which will increase the output.


    So, is it getting more and more prosperous?


    The Marquis drove away in a truck.


    It was raining and it was wet and cold, and the villagers had no place to go, so everyone gathered at the convenience store, watched TV and spoke.


    When the truck drove through the convenience store, the woman in the village looked at it, and someone couldn''t help but say:


    "You said that Zhou Chenglei''s wife hired so many people to process so many small squids every day. How much money can you make by selling one pound?"


    "Last time I went to the supply and marketing cooperative, I saw that there were several flavors of small squids sold. One pack costs four or five yuan, and one pack weighs only one pound. I guess they made a lot of money."


    Zhou Bingqiang''s wife was shocked: "Really? Four yuan and five hundred pounds? Is the supply and marketing cooperative so expensive? Then they made a lot of money?"


    "I don''t know how much they make. They shouldn''t be that expensive if they sell it! After all, they have to make money by Master Jin one by one."


    "Even if they are not that expensive to sell, I guess they should be able to make 50 cents per pound."


    "Easy, salt, sauce and vinegar are expensive, and firewood also costs money. People want to make money, production teams and supply and marketing cooperatives also have to make money. After so many moves, they should not make 50 cents." "It is definitely worth 50 cents per pound! I''m afraid it''s more than just! Maybe one piece of money might be made."


    "If you make 50 cents per pound, then will they make more than 1,000 or 2,000 pounds a day?"


    "Otherwise? Xiaoyuzi and the others make more money. Sometimes those little fish don''t need a cent or a pound, but during the Chinese New Year, they sell for more than two yuan, or even three yuan per pound!"


    “No wonder Zhou Chenglei is well-developed!”


    "Jiang Xia is so amazing! Why did you think of making those little fish into so many flavors? Selling the worthless goods at a sky-high price!"


    A small fish worth three yuan per pound isn’t it a sky-high price?


    The fish that everyone catches from the sea rarely encounters fish with a unit price of three yuan per kilogram.


    …


    Everyone sat together, eating melon seeds, watching TV, discussing in a slight manner, and their tone was envious.


    Zhou Bingqiang''s wife couldn''t bear to hold on anymore, so she gave the cup of melon seeds she had bought for a cent to the people around her: "I forgot to feed the newly bought piglets, please watch it slowly."


    Zhou Bingqiang''s wife held an umbrella and water shoes, hurried back home in the drizzle, climbed up to the second floor in one breath, came to the balcony, and looked out at the old house of Jiangxia and the kitchen of the new house.


    Wen Wan looked at the information of the clothing factory in the room, remembered the characteristics and fabrics of each piece of clothing participating in the Spike Fair, and thought about how to explain it at that time and take good notes.


    A few days ago, she went to the city and finally got a foreign document from the publishing house to continue translating. Moreover, she asked Editor Fan to help introduce the translation of the Galaxy Fair. Editor Fan gave her two phone calls. One of them was from a garment factory, not a garment factory managed by Jiangmu. The export value of the Galaxy Fair last time was too low, so she didn''t have the chance to participate this time.


    One is the live pig export of the farm. Wenwan did not call the farm, but only called the clothing factory.


    Like Jiang Xia, she doesn’t need a salary, just get a commission, and the director of the clothing factory agreed.


    So Wen Wan has been memorizing information very seriously these days.


    Zhou Bingqiang''s wife couldn''t see clearly in the kitchen on the balcony, so she walked into Wenwan''s room window to look.


    Wen Wan frowned. She hated her mother-in-law entering her room without knocking on the door.


    Zhou Bingqiang''s wife was lying on the window, hoping to get out of the two iron pillars in the window. She asked Wen Wan: "How much money do you think Zhou Chenglei''s wife can make every day by tinkering with those little squids?"


    "I don''t know." Wen Wan of course saw trucks coming to pick up goods every day, but she was not interested at all.


    She is planning to make a lot of money at the Guangzhou Fair.


    "How do you say our family also collects some squids to make? You sit in front of the window every day, do you see how they make it? What seasoning is there?"


    "No, I''m reading books, how can I have time to read them? And where can I see clearly when I''m so far away?"


    In the past, she asked them to follow Jiang Xia to be the little fish boy, but they did it inappropriately, and in the end she blamed her.


    Now I see others getting bigger and bigger, do you regret it?


    But she won’t do anything thankless.


    Isn’t it good to make money at the Guangzhou Fair?


    Zhou Bingqiang''s wife just saw two figures busy stir-frying in the kitchen.


    Occasionally, a particularly fragrant aroma of soy sauce will come from the air.


    "I don''t know how to make it, I want to eat it when I smell it." Zhou Bingqiang''s wife sniffed hard.


    Wen Wan: "Does it smell good? I feel a little nauseous and nauseous when I smell it. I want to complain to them!"