The two of them listened to the noise in front of them and waited patiently. From time to time, they walked to people they knew well and chatted for a while.

"Dongzi, what's going on?"

Aguang waited impatiently at the back of the team, so he said hello to the people in front and behind the team and asked them to help keep an eye on it. He ran up to see the situation.

"Some people didn't pick out the shells cleanly, and there were a lot of empty shells. Some of the small ones were mixed with the larger ones and sold. They were caught. I heard that the first batch sent away would be discounted, and the price of the later ones will be reduced now. How many of them are there?

Everyone is discussing it there."

"Ah, I wonder why the team hasn't moved for a long time. Aren't their acquisition points too serious? Just mix in a little. Isn't this normal?"

"Did you also mix it? I just picked one out and found one that was mixed with 30%."

"I'll take it for granted! Are you serious? Isn't this too ruthless? I've mixed it up a bit too. I think there are so many goods, how can I choose so carefully, but no one else is so ruthless."

I heard people saying in my ears, who is not adulterated? Isn’t it normal to adulterate a little? Turn a blind eye and turn a blind eye and let it pass, etc...

Ye Yaodong suddenly felt a little breathless. If the price was lowered, these people would not be wronged, but he would suffer a big loss!

When I brought them here in the morning, I saw that they were sorting them so carefully, with the big ones being bigger and the smaller ones being smaller. After they returned, he and his father sorted them out in the same way.

Damn it, if this is an indiscriminate price reduction, he will cry.

Now he couldn't talk any more, so he quickly stepped forward to listen. How did he plan to receive the goods? If he dared to price the real goods he picked up with other people's parallel imports, see if he wouldn't beat anyone up.

After chatting with other acquaintances, Father Ye realized that everyone had mixed a little bit of it in, and there were quite a few small ones who were thrown into the big pile. It seemed that his family was picking too carefully!

This is not possible. If the price is lowered, they will have to go back and mix it before selling it.

There were quite a few people running up from behind to see what was going on. The father and son squeezed for a while before pushing their way to the front under the curses of the people around them.

I only heard the people at the purchasing point saying: The price of large scallops in the morning was 3.7 cents, and the small ones were 3 cents. The batch sent away in the afternoon was originally priced at the same price, but there were too many empty shells in it, so they said they had to lower the prices.

4 points.”

"Ah? Isn't this too much?"

"Yeah, four cents is too much, right?"

"Everyone worked so hard to select, and if you say the price is lowered, the price will be lowered..."

The villagers were somewhat unwilling to lower the price and clamored in groups.

Ah Cai rolled his eyes, "How much? Just randomly pick out the empty shells that are 10% or 20%, and the difference is more than 4 cents per pound. Someone just mixed in 30%, didn't you see?"

"One rat droppings ruined a pot of porridge. You are definitely not wronged. Some of it was adulterated. Moreover, 3 cents and 3 cents and 2 cents and 6 cents are the prices of the batch at noon. The quantity of the goods collected in the evening is larger, and the price will go up.

It dropped by 3 cents." Agui, another consignee, said.

"What? Still falling? Isn't this too evil?"

"It's just that you guys look so ugly..."

"It's already dropped by 4 cents, and it's going to drop by another 3 cents. Isn't it already down by 7 cents? Isn't that too much? You guys are so evil..."

Ah Cai angrily wiped the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief, "Who's to blame? It's not that you mixed too much. Also, the big one is 3 cents, and the small one is 2 cents and 3 cents. This is a direct naming without waiting for picking.

.”

These words barely appeased everyone. The price was directly weighed, not chosen. They were afraid that if it was adulterated, the price would be lowered.

"If there is anyone who is really not adulterated, he can stand up alone and we will ask someone to pick. If you pick, it will still be 3 cents for the big one and 26 cents for the small one."

The person next to me added: "The price will go down if the quantity is large. This is also the result of our discussion. It is better for you to go directly to the scale without picking. It will save you waiting in line for too long."

"It would be even more uneconomical if we had to pick and choose one by one until tomorrow morning when we can't pick a few, and then wait until the price drops tomorrow."

"Folks, think about it for yourselves. Also, this price is the price currently in line. If people come later, it won't be this price. Who knows if someone will shamelessly go back and add more empty shells to it. We will wait.

I'll ask someone to guard the back of the team later."

"By the way, if you mix too much into the big one, the price will be compromised. No one is a fool, right?"

Now the person at the front of the queue, who was about to reach into the sack, also paused? The compromise was not worthwhile. Originally, there were less scallops caught, and there were more big ones than small ones.

After hearing the latest round of harvest indicators at the delivery point, Ye Yaodong and his son didn't know what to do.

So are the folks, who are all struggling there.

If it's three cents less, you can weigh it directly without picking. But if you pick it, you can sell it for three cents more per pound.

Everyone has made a calculation in their mind. If it is mixed with more than 10%, it will definitely be a good deal directly. You don't have to wait too long.

If the empty shells are not 10%, you still have to pick and choose to avoid losing money.

(This part of the calculation made me confused. I kept doing it for an hour. I don’t know if it’s correct or not. I’m not good at math, so I’ll just make do with it, or don’t use my head.)

But I’m afraid that the selection will be too slow. What if there are too many people queuing up to pick, and the price will drop if it’s late?

It's not up to them to decide how much they charge, and everyone doesn't have enough time to sell these goods in pieces. Who knows how long they will be sold.

Everyone was calculating silently in their hearts, and Ye Yaodong and Ye's father were also thinking about it.

"Dad, it's okay if you don't get beaten to death with a stick. There are direct weighing prices and pick-and-choose prices. Compared with the morning, in the evening because there are more goods, it is normal for the goods received to drop by four cents. Let's

The sizes are all selected well, so I’m not afraid to choose again.”

Father Ye also thought about it and understood, "Well, it's a bit complicated, but after thinking about it, it's equivalent to a drop of four cents. Those who are adulterating directly say that it is not a loss even if it is three cents cheaper. Maybe they will pick it up.

Some of the shells that come out are more than 10% empty, and there must be a lot of small ones mixed into the big ones."

"Then let's go back first. The queue is too long. Anyway, we won't be able to wait in line for a while. Let's go back and have dinner first."

The two of them went home again and told others about the current receiving situation outside the dock.

Sister-in-law Ye and Sister-in-law Ye frowned, "The price has to be reduced by seven cents? Isn't this too much? We haven't added much."

"Now that there are so many people queuing up to watch, we can't send him a bag of shells to mix in. It's too slow to pick."

After Ye Yaodong explained the situation, he left them alone and let them discuss on their own.

The first time he returned home, he sat on the armchair at the door and began to take off his rain boots. He had been bored all day...

Looking at the children squatting in a circle in the corner and playing there, he smiled mischievously and threw his rain boots towards them...

"Ugh~it stinks~"

"Oh my god! What does it smell like? Why does it smell worse than shrimp fry?"

"Whose feet..."

"Ugh~ Ye Chenghu, it's your father's foot..."

At this time, I no longer call him Third Uncle.

A group of children used to gather around and play in their yard. They caught a bunch of tadpoles from nowhere and studied how to turn into frogs.

Suddenly, a strong smell of stinky feet swept over the tips of their noses, disturbing their Taoist minds, causing their expressions to change drastically and they separated from the group, holding their noses and retreating one by one.

"Does it stink?" Ye Yaodong also raised his feet to the tip of his nose and smelled it. He couldn't smell the smell of his feet anymore. "It doesn't stink. Come and smell it."

"Ah! Yue~ I don't want it~ It smells so bad~"

"Uncle Third, you are so disgusting, why don't you wash your feet?"

"Dad, is yours athlete's foot? It stinks so much, even worse than shrimp larvae."

"The shrimp larvae smell bad and taste delicious."

"yue~"

Ye Yaodong deliberately threw the other rain boots towards them, and all of them suddenly became like birds and beasts.

"Ah! There is a hidden weapon, run away!"

"Use your Shaolin Kung Fu quickly!"

"Coming!"

I don’t know where the joke comes from.

After Ye Chenghai responded, he pinched his nose with one hand, raised his little finger with the other hand, picked up the shoe and threw it towards Ye Yaodong. Then he made fists with both hands and kicked his legs in the air several times.

"Watch the move!"

Ye Yaodong dodged their "hidden weapons" and looked at them like idiots, "Idiots! Get me a pair of slippers quickly."

"Sister-in-law, is there a Shaolin Temple you can watch in the cinema now?"

"Probably." Considering how popular this movie is, it should be scheduled.

"We paid for the movie tickets ourselves, so you can take us to see it! My cousin just told us it was very good."

"Wait until I'm free."

Ye Chenghai answered quickly. He also wanted to see Shaolin. "I just finished picking up shells. The typhoon just passed and I can't go to sea. I just have time."

"You've done the calculation well, so why bother asking me?" Ye Yaodong raised his feet and flexed his toes, then shouted into the room, "Ah Qing... forget it, I'll go in and get my shoes."

I can't count on these children, and my wife is cooking, so I have to rely on myself.

A group of children didn't get a definite answer, so they chased after each other, "Dad/third uncle/sister-in-law... can you..."

Ye Yaodong suddenly turned around, raised his legs forward, and bluffed, scaring them all to retreat.
To be continued...