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Chapter 164: Envy but not jealous

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Hearing this, Mo Dayong thought of a possibility that he might make more money.

"Uncle, those people are not worth going to the county town. Can we buy their eels?" Mo Dayong hoped that as long as there is a difference, they can make money.

"We can collect their eels, but we can't find them. If they can't sell them, they will come to find us." Mo Xiangshan smiled so treacherously, "We go to find them, and we come to find us. The price is very different from others. We can also make more money."

"Yeah, uncle is talking about it." Mo Dayong nodded repeatedly, but uncle is still powerful.

As he was talking, someone came to visit Mo Xiangshan's house, and there was Mo Dajun who had recently started to make baskets. However, he only had ten baskets in total, riding a bicycle to get baskets every day, at most four or five kilograms, two or three kilograms a day, which was not worth selling to the county town.

Furthermore, he may not be able to sell it when he goes to the county town. It is better to sell it to Uncle Mo cheaply, saving the effort to work back and forth.

As soon as he entered the door, Mo Dajun smoked Mo Xiangshan, and said enthusiastically: "Uncle, I have made a few baskets these days and caught some eels. No one bought them at Wanjia Market. I went to the county town to sell them. It was too far back and forth, and it was not worth it. Uncle, please take a look, give me some money and help with it. Please."

After hearing this, Mo Xiangshan nodded and said, "Okay, I have worked a lot of work back and forth, so the price can't be so high."

"Uncle, please give it whatever you want." Mo Dajun said politely. If it is too cheap, he can not sell it!

Anyway, there is room for negotiation.

Mo Xiangshan thought for a while and said, "Since you said so, I can't give it too low, three yuan per pound. If it's OK, Dayong and I will take it. If it doesn't work, I will be in vain."

Three dollars is not enough, but it’s more than ten dollars to get three or five pounds a day.

"It's still my uncle who is righteous." Mo Dajun praised, "When the rain stops, I will send it to Dayong."

During this period, Mo Dayong made money with Uncle Mo, and the young people in the village were envious. However, thinking that Mo Dayong had done a lot of work for Mo Xiangshan, he also felt that it was natural that Mo Dayong got the benefits.

Just envy, not jealous.

"Okay, let Dayong weigh you then, and I'll give you money." Mo Xiangshan nodded, "How much does it cost, how much does it cost."

Mo Dajun thanked him one after another. After leaving, others came over, and even people from other villages came over to sell eels.

As a result, when the rain stopped and the road was dry, the house had already had more than 200 kilograms. A large plastic bucket was not enough. Then, another large plastic bucket was placed on the ox cart and two large buckets were filled. Mo Xiangshan and Mo Dayong personally sent it to the county town.

Ma Qiang was very happy to see Mo Xiangshan sending so many eels. The hotel business was very good and had already come to urge him.

If it weren't for the dirt road over there and wouldn't have been open to traffic, he would have gone to pull it in person.

Ma Qiang was surprised to see the eels with 260 kilograms, but he was even happier and paid the money with ease.

"Uncle Mo, you two come to send eels together, and no one will put the basket at home, and the output will decrease." Ma Qiang smiled, "We still cost five yuan per pound, and I'm still waiting at the Sanchakou. In this way, as long as the weather is good, you can send it every day."
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