Fisherman [ Danmei MTL ]

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There are restaurants in the market that specialize in collecting fish, and it's a lot faster to sell them, but the restaurant requires a relatively small amount, and there are many people who are designated to collect them.

Generally, fishermen don't collect them at all. The price will not be too good; besides that, it can only be sold at the fish market, and the residents pick three and four, and sometimes they can't sell much for a day.

All in all, the life of fishermen is very difficult.

After Zhao Qian arrived at the bazaar, he parted ways with the rest of the people.

He turned around to find a medicine shop at the bazaar. The bazaar was not big, and the prosperous and big place had to be walked for a day to get there. That was the county seat.

He went to the medicine store and asked the doctor to buy some medicine for traumatic injuries, and then went to the place where the rice was sold to buy some grain, but he still knew that the pot was not open at home.

He bought things in twos and threes, and there were only one or two of silver left in his pocket. It was already late when they came out. It was not early at the moment.

He was going to go back earlier.

Brother Zhou hurt his foot and didn't do anything. Convenient, he is afraid he will come up with something good or bad when the time comes.

He took the things and went to the place where the bullock cart was parked to take the bus again. The bullock cart master hadn't even picked up the cart.

They were all from Shangyu Village. The master said let's wait. Later, Hu San'er and the two girls' fish products go back together when it's sold out.

Now he couldn't do anything. He couldn't walk back, so he put the things he bought on the ox cart and let the master watch it. He went to see how many fish Hu San'er still hadn't sold out.

The master agreed, grabbed a handful of dry straw and covered his things, asking him to go and return early.

He looked for a fish market, and there were not so many people selling fish in it. 

Hu San'er was tall and strong, and he saw it as soon as he walked into the fish market.

"Have you bought your stuff?"

Hu San'er said with a smile when he saw him coming.

"Buy it." He glanced at the fish in Hu San'er's back bucket. There were four or five fish. In fact, he brought back a dozen fish in total today.

"The ox cart master said that we will go back together when your fish is sold out. I'll come and have a look."

Hu San'er said. "There are only two trips to the bullock cart that came to the market. Everyone made an appointment. The master has been driving the bullock cart for many years. He can only earn a few coppers by driving the bullock cart. His wife got it a few years ago. His son and daughter-in-law went to sea when he encountered a big storm and never came back. There was only a small granddaughter left in the family. He didn't dare to go to sea when he was old, just because he had something wrong with him. His granddaughter is unattended, so he rely on driving ox carts to earn a few copper plates. Everyone lives in the same village. I occasionally catch fish and give them one or two. So when I go out to sell fish, the master will wait for me to sell it. Let's go again when it's over."

Zhao Qian nodded. He didn't expect the chariot master's house to be so miserable. Hu San'er is quite good at life.

He helped Hu San'er yell a few times.