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Chapter 13 Go sell fish!

Because there are too many fish caught every day, Wang San can't sell them all, and it is even more impossible for him to eat them all.Just keep those smaller fish circles in the fishing nets in the river, because it is in a very remote place, so there is no fear of being discovered by others, let alone Xiaoxiao watching for him.

Wang San looked at the alive and kicking fish, thinking maybe he could sell them in a nearby town.

But he didn't really want to go, not because he was afraid of losing any valuables on his boat, but because he was a little afraid to talk to others.

Wang San was fed up with pity or contempt from others, and always kept his sense of existence to a minimum.

But the embarrassment of life now forced him to change himself.He is in the prime of his life now, but what if he gets old or sick in the future.

On this day, Wang San collected the net, and Xiaoxiao emerged from the water.Lying on his boat, staring at him with wide eyes.

"I want to go out for a while" Wang San said earnestly and kindly.

Xiao Xiao looked at him puzzled.out for a trip?Are you leaving here?Thinking of this, Xiao Xiao immediately felt extremely wronged.

Wang San gently touched his head, "I'll be back in a while, maybe half a month, or maybe a little longer."

Xiaoxiao immediately became energetic, her eyes crooked and her smile turned into the moon, "Okay!"

"Don't let others find you!" the fisherman warned.

"Yeah! I got it!" After finishing the novel, she swam happily around the fishing boat three times before stopping, "You should come back early!"

Wang San didn't expect Xiao Xiao to want him to leave so much, and he was very happy in his heart.

Wang San entrusted his broken boat to the care of an old fisherman whom he trusted, and used all his belongings—twenty Wen to hire an ox cart from the family that often bought other fish.

It was still dark the next day, so he drove the ox cart with his dried fish and some fresh fish to the town to sell.

The dizzy old cow was so old that he couldn't walk, stopped and stopped, and the car creaked and rattled, as if it would fall apart at any time.

Wang San drove the road for several days, and spent the remaining two Wen on the way.Fearing that the fish would die, the fisherman changed the water several times, and put several "thief fish" in it. If this kind of fish stays in it, the natural enemies will not die easily.

The town is not big, but the fisherman hadn't been here a few times, so he found the morning market based on his memory.There are already a lot of people here, there are those who sell vegetables, meat, aquatic products, and all kinds of candy and food. It's so lively!

The peddlers nearby were all shouting loudly. The fisherman set up his things but didn't speak much. Occasionally someone would come to ask the price, but he was silent and left quickly.

Most of the people who come here to buy vegetables are young ladies from the town. They are much more beautifully dressed than the women in the mountain villages, and their faces that have not undergone such hard work look more attractive.

The fisherman raised his face to say a few words at first, but soon lowered his head and said nothing.He was still wearing old fishing clothes, which looked shabby even among hawkers, not to mention the conspicuous old cow and broken cart, in a word - rustic, because he was busy on the road, and his face was dirty. It was full of dust, so no one noticed that his face was completely red.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, he is just a young man just over 20 years old, and with this young man's youthfulness and arrogance, this kind of reaction is really normal.

But he, who sells fish with his head down, is really abnormal here, or out of place.

Finally, people came to ask the price one after another. Wang San didn't really understand the market very well, so he estimated the price from the mountain village and said it, his voice even trembling.

"How much?" The other party was a stout young woman.

Wang San thought, did he say too much?Gritting his teeth, he lowered the price again.

"How much?" The other party asked again as if in disbelief, but there was a bit of joy in his voice.

"It can't be less." Zhang San is not good at bargaining for others, but judging from the current situation, he has no hope for how much he can sell. "I won't sell any less," he emphasized.

"I think your fish is still fresh." The woman happily flipped through the fish, paid the money, and walked away happily, as if there was something urgent.

This is sold?Wang San looked at the two pieces of money in his hand, a little unbelievable.

How did Wang San know that others regarded him as a fool?

There were more and more people one after another. In front of the originally deserted stall, there were unexpectedly more people.

Wang San looked at the gradually increasing amount of copper coins in his hand, and it was fake that he was unhappy, but he still kept his head down and sold fish without saying a word.But it does leave an honest impression.

The morning market was over, Wang San looked at the money in his clothes, and felt that it was a bit dazzling, he counted it, and it was even more than one tael of silver. .This time I didn't lose money, and I made a lot of money.

Wang San scratched his head, looking at the fresh fish that were about to be sold out and the salted fish that were not sold out, he couldn't help but be motivated.If they are all sold out, maybe they can be sold for two taels of silver.I am very happy.

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