My Deep-sea Fishery

"Do you think the price I gave is not enough?" Song Chaoshu raised his eyebrows, "If you are not satisfied with the price I gave, we still have room for further negotiation."

"It's not a question of price." Xiang Yang told Song Chaoshu his thoughts.

Song Chaoshu was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled wryly: "Since Boss Xiang wants to give it to my mother, then I really don't want to take it away, but I don't know if the pearl oysters you have left can be cut off?"

"what price?"

"I'll pay 1,000 yuan for a clam shell of this size, and I'll take as much as you have on board."

Xiang Yang smiled, the clam shells under this sea area are really delicious, but clam shells are always clam shells, generally speaking, they can't be sold for so much money.

"I only opened one clam shell, and the pearl production rate of these clam shells is not clear, or we should sell clam shells." Xiang Yang laughed.

The so-called open clam sale means not selling clam shells but selling pearls. If the pearl production rate of this batch of clam shells is not high or extremely low, then Xiang Yang will definitely lose money in the end. A top-grade pearl Xiang Yang is earned by blood.

"Okay, let's open the clam." Song Chaoshu said.

A group of crew immediately dispersed in a rush, some went to grab the guy, and some rushed to grab the clam shells.

In fact, Xiang Yang only caught six clam shells in total, and there were only five clam shells on the boat except for the monster-like shell that had already been opened.

"Brother Yang, why don't you open this one first?" Fang Youqun, who had snatched a clam shell, said like offering a treasure.

"Okay." Xiang Yang handed him a screwdriver, "Open it."

Fang Youqun immediately pried open the clam shell, and inside was a lump of extremely tender mussel meat. Fang Youqun groped on the mussel meat for a while, and said with an ugly face, "There are no pearls."

Song Chaoshu raised his eyebrows, lit a cigarette for himself, passed out a pack of cigarettes, and threw the pack directly on the deck.

"Then open the next one, send the clam meat to the kitchen." Xiang Yang ordered.

"Your hands stink, I'll open the second one." Chen Qingsheng snatched the screwdriver from Fang Youqun's hand and opened a clamshell as well.

This clam shell has produced pearls, but Chen Qingsheng's face is not good-looking at all, because although this clam shell has produced pearls, there are dozens of pearls, but they are all the same size as soybeans and mung beans, and the color It's still all milky white and variegated.

"I'm not much luckier than Fang Youqun," Xu Fang commented.

"It's okay. Although we didn't get a good product, it at least proves that the pearl production rate of these clam shells is not low." Song Chaoshu said.

"Captain, should you continue driving?" Chen Qingsheng looked up at Xiang Yang and said.

"Keep going."

Soon, the third big clam shell was opened, and Chen Qingsheng pulled out six or seven milky white pearls the size of peanut kernels from inside.

"Boss Song, do you want to take these pearls?" Chen Qingsheng asked with an ugly smile on his face.

"Um, do you sell them for ten or twenty yuan?" Song Chaoshu asked.

Chen Qingsheng shook his head resolutely, it's a fart for more than ten yuan a piece! Wouldn't it be nice to take it home and wear it as a gift?

Soon, the fourth clamshell was also opened, and there was nothing inside this clamshell just like the first clamshell.

Chen Qingsheng's face became very ugly.

Xiang Yang couldn't hold back his face anymore. If these clam shells were not opened, they could be sold for 5,000 yuan, but now they have opened four but there is nothing.

"Captain, do you want to continue driving?" Chen Qingsheng asked.

"Let's go." Xiang Yang said expressionlessly. All four have been opened, and he doesn't care about the last one anymore, and the four shells in a row have not been shipped. Now if he wants to sell the last clam to Boss Song for 1,000 yuan People may not accept it at a price of 1,000 yuan.

It must be a lie to say that Xiang Yang is not upset at all by this time, after all, it is thousands of dollars.

In fact, in the beginning Xiang Yang did not open it with the mentality that he could open a pearl worth more than 5,000 yuan when he opened the clam shell for a while.

Xiang Yang couldn't help thinking of Wu Shiwen.

When Wu Shiwen was still on this ship, Xiang Yang once asked Wu Shiwen, ‘If you go to sell pearl oysters, if someone opened a golden pearl, would you regret it? '

Wu Shiwen's answer at that time is still vivid in my mind.

Xiang Yang couldn't help but smile wryly, he really isn't suitable for doing business, he should be like Wu Shiwen in doing business, I hope my customers will make money, anyway, I won't lose money.

But it's too late to say anything now, and it's up to fate whether the last shell will make a profit or lose.

Chen Qingsheng pushed the screwdriver against the edge of the shell.

"etc."

"Um?"

"I will open this last clam shell myself."

Chen Qingsheng immediately handed the clamshell and screwdriver to Xiang Yang with relief.

Xiang Yang took the clamshell and the screwdriver, and used the screwdriver to push against the edge of the clamshell and pry it hard.

"Snapped!"

The clam shell opened in response, and inside was a piece of crystal clear clam meat.

Xiang Yang touched the lump of mussel meat inch by inch.

"How is it? Brother Yang." Fang Youqun said nervously.

Others also pricked up their ears and watched eagerly, even Song Chaoshu bent slightly to squeeze into the crowd.

Xiang Yang didn't answer Fang Youqun's question. In fact, his current mood can be described in three words: terrible.

As soon as Xiang Yang touched the clam meat, he was sure that there were pearls in the clam shell, and the number of pearls was not one, because the mussel meat of this clam shell was hard and lumpy.

But the problem is that the pearls that Xiang Yang touches are really too small, and Xiang Yang feels that they are about the size of peanuts.

Someone handed Xiang Yang a small knife for peeling fruit.

Xiang Yang cut open the mussel meat expressionlessly, and two round pearls rolled out of the mussel meat.

"Here." Xiang Yang stared blankly at the two beads, one black and one pink, on the deck.

The crowd also suddenly became silent.

"Fuck, my god, ssr, Brother Yang, you're so lucky! You even drove to the Black Pearl." After a strange silence, there was a sudden howl of ghosts and wolves on the back deck, which was Fang Youqun's strange cry.

Others immediately reacted: "Fuck, it's really a black pearl. Captain, you really made a fuss this time. Treating guests, you must treat them."

Xiang Yang quickly picked up the black pearl. This black pearl is slightly larger than ordinary peanut kernels, with a diameter of about ten millimeters and a weight of six to seven carats.

It took a lot of effort for Song Chaoshu to squeeze into the crowd, and squeezed to Xiang Yang's side, "Boss Xiang, can you show me this pearl in your hand?"

Only then did the crew huddled beside Xiang Yang remember that there were still guests on board, and quickly backed away, leaving a place for Boss Song and Xiang Yang to discuss business.

Xiang Yang really wanted to laugh three times at this time, but he held back after seeing Song Chaoshu, and he handed the pearl to Song Chaoshu, "Boss Song, you are an expert, help me to see if this pearl is probably worth How many."