The entire ocean is my fishing ground.

Chapter 17 Fighting for a Way Out

As the new day began, Lin Chen's mindset became increasingly calm.

Today's information has been updated (4/4)

[Intelligence 1 (Daily): No special fish groups are gathering in the nearshore waters.]

[Information 2 (Daily): There are a small number of conch shells near the dock south of the village; they are of little value.]

[Intelligence 3 (Opportunity): A high-end Japanese restaurant in the city is looking for a fresh tuna supplier with stringent requirements and extremely high prices.]

[Intelligence 4 (Warning): Zhang Tiejun's ban has been officially issued to all wholesale markets in the town today. Notices have been posted at the market entrances: "From today onwards, all stalls in this market will be exclusively supplied by 'Zhang's Seafood,' and all individual vendors and personal catches are prohibited from entering!"]

Tuna, the finest seafood in the ocean, can fetch an astronomical price with just one.

Lin Chen kept this intelligence in mind and set it as a long-term goal.

With his current equipment and abilities, he can't handle such a big guy.

His eyes turned cold the moment his gaze fell on the fourth piece of intelligence.

coming.

The ban has officially taken effect.

Moreover, it was even more domineering than he had imagined, directly blocking all the paths for individual fishermen through a market announcement.

From today onwards, fishermen in Huangni Village and surrounding villages will have no other way to sell their catch except for being forcibly bought up by Zhang Tiejun's men at rock-bottom prices.

This is no longer business competition, but plunder.

Before noon, the village was in an uproar.

Several fishermen who had set out to sea early in the morning, hoping to sell their fish at the early market for a good price, returned to the village dejectedly.

Instead of sorting their catch as usual, they casually moored their boats and squatted in twos and threes on the shore, smoking one cigarette after another in silence.

"Damn it, they're really killing us."

"Isn't this tantamount to annihilating us?"

A man slammed his fish basket to the ground. The few sea bass he had managed to catch thrashed about a few times before falling still.

"Today I tried to take a basket of fish to town, but I was stopped by several people as soon as I got to the market entrance."

"The notice was posted at the main entrance, written in big black and white letters, stating that no one's fish, except for those from Zhang's Seafood, were allowed to enter."

"I was so angry that I wanted to argue with them, but then two security guards came out of the market with sticks and were about to hit me."

"If I hadn't run fast, they would have impounded me and my car today."

Another, slightly older fisherman, spoke with a voice filled with sorrow.

"My situation was that I ran into Zhang Tiejun's men on the way before I even got to the market."

"They blocked my way and said I could either sell my fish to them now for ten yuan a pound, or take them back to feed my dogs."

"What else can I do? It's a fish weighing over 100 pounds, I can't just let it rot on the boat..."

Sea bass that costs ten yuan per kilogram will cost at least thirty yuan in the market.

This is taking advantage of someone's misfortune; it's exploiting them to the bone.

Just then, someone noticed Lin Chen, who was preparing to go into the water not far away, with his speedboat parked nearby.

"Xiao Chen..." A neighbor who was on good terms with Lin Jianguo walked over hesitantly, his face full of struggle and expectation, "You...you're going out to sea again today?"

Lin Chen stopped what he was doing and nodded.

"The market's closed, how are you going to sell your fish?"

I'll walk my own path.

They immediately surrounded them, chattering away.

"Xiao Chen, look, all our fish are still on the boat today, and they're all fresh. Could you... could you help us take them to town to sell?"

"Yes, Xiao Chen. We don't need much, just enough to sell at market price. We'll give you a commission. Twenty percent."

"Please, Xiaochen. If this continues, our whole family will starve."

Faced with faces full of pleading and hope, Lin Chen remained silent.

"Taking 20% ​​is too much."

"I'm not doing charity, but I'm not someone who takes advantage of a crisis either."

"How about this, I'll help three families sell their goods first: Uncle Wang, Uncle Li, and Brother Liu."

"I'll deliver your fish to the restaurant in town for you. I'll show you the receipt for the price. I'll only take 10% as a commission to cover my fuel and labor costs."

Instead of taking on everything, he chose three families who had the best relationship with his family and were the most honest.

The three people whose names were called were overjoyed and thanked him repeatedly.

Those who weren't selected were somewhat disappointed, but hope was rekindled in their eyes.

"Okay. One step at a time. Xiao Chen, you're truly our living bodhisattva."

"It's settled then. We'll go and bring the fish over to you right away."

Soon, the three families carefully carried their catch of the day onto Lin Chen's speedboat.

Sea bass, yellow croaker, ribbonfish... the total weight is over 80 jin (approximately 40 kg).

Adding the fifty jin that Lin Chen caught himself, his total output today more than doubled, reaching one hundred and thirty jin.

The speedboat's rear cabin was packed full.

Under the watchful eyes of the entire village, Lin Chen drove the speedboat toward the town.

Fisherman's Song Restaurant.

When Su Jianming saw Lin Chen unload three large boxes of fish from the tricycle, his eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

"My God, Kobayashi, you... you've destroyed the entire fishpond?"

He walked around the styrofoam boxes, his face filled with shock.

Lin Chen smiled and handed him one of the boxes.

"Brother Su, this is the goods for you."

Then he pointed to the other two boxes.

"Could you help me share these other two boxes? Or could you recommend them to other restaurants I trust? They were just caught today, so the quality is absolutely guaranteed."

Su Jianming looked at Lin Chen, but he didn't ask any questions. He just patted his chest and assured him.

"No problem, I trust the quality of your product. I'll get in touch with those old customers in town for you."

Half an hour later, Su Jianming sold all the extra 80 jin of fish through his network of connections.

Seeing the continuous stream of transfer notifications on his phone, Lin Chen finally felt relieved.

After finishing his business, Su Jianming handed Lin Chen a bottle of water and said, half-jokingly and half-seriously.

"Xiao Lin, with this entourage today, are you starting to go into wholesale?"

Lin Chen shook his head and looked in the direction of the village.

"Not wholesale."

"I'm helping my fellow villagers find a way to make a living."

Su Jianming was stunned when he heard this, and then the look in his eyes when he looked at Lin Chen completely changed.

On this day, Lin Chen sold his own fish for 1500 yuan.

The 80 jin of fish that we helped three families sell were sold at an average price of 30 yuan per jin, for a total of 2400 yuan.

He earned an extra 240 yuan by taking a 10% cut.