Chapter 578 Qian Jing
Chapter 578 Qian Jing
Boss Fu took a sip of wine, and the aroma of pure white wine made him squint his eyes.
"We divided it up. We gave each of them a large yellowtail fish weighing one pound, and two smaller hairtail fish.
Other fish such as sea bream, squid, shrimp, etc. were divided into about two kilograms.
I gave Ah Qing and Fang Min the green-finned fish she caught, and also took two more swallow pomfret for her mother to make soup with.
"Oh, by the way, I took two extra hairtails from your Uncle Chen, but this guy refused to take them. I finally got angry before he agreed to take them back."
Fu Wan finally felt relieved after hearing this. Although this voyage to the high seas was not long, it was still their first time out to sea, so she had to give them some good fish.
Moreover, no one failed to perform well during this voyage, even Fu Qing was able to do a great job.
At this time, everyone who took the fish home was in an uproar at home.
When Fu Dahai came back, the puppy at home was the first to rush out.
When Qian Jing heard the noise, she grabbed a pair of scissors and put them in her arms. She walked to the window and saw that it was her man, then she relaxed.
"Why are you back so early? Didn't you say you wanted to go out to sea?"
Because the weather was cold and there was no entertainment like a radio at home, Qian Jing and her son finished their meal and closed the door early and went back to their room to sleep.
Fu Dahai grinned, "This time we went out to sea and our warehouse was blown up. All three ships were fully loaded, so we returned early."
Fu Dahai didn't tell Qian Jing about what happened on the ship with Fu Wan and the others. Firstly, he didn't know much about it and he wasn't the kind of person who meddles in other people's business. Secondly, he didn't want to make his wife worry.
Fu Dahai walked into the house and glanced at his sleeping son, then he remembered the fish he had left at the door.
He carried the things into the kitchen, where Qian Jing was cooking noodles for him.
It is rare to eat noodles at home, and we are reluctant to eat a handful of noodles at the end of the year.
Others say that you get dumplings when you get on the bus and noodles when you get off. Qian Jing thought that although her man got on a boat instead of a car, he still came back after a long journey.
So I gritted my teeth and cooked him a bowl of noodles and cracked an egg into it.
Fu Dahai didn't pay attention to what was cooking in the pot. He was just thinking about showing Qian Jing the fish he brought back.
"Wife, take a look at these things, what should we do with them?"
Qian Jing scratched the fish twice with her chopsticks. She knew that she could get some fish when she went out to sea.
Before, Fu Dahai worked as a boatman for others. If he met a kind boss, he would give him a pound or two of fish.
However, when she saw Fu Dahai take out the half-meter-long hairtail from the bag, she was so shocked that her chopsticks almost fell into the pot.
"How come there is such a good hairtail?"
Qian Jing immediately put down her chopsticks and came over. She touched the body of the hairtail fish. Fu Dahai was about to say it was dirty but it was too late.
"This hairtail fish doesn't have any rotten stomach or other problems. Why did you bring it back?"
"Da Hai, A Wan's family is kind, we can't do anything sneaky!"
Fu Dahai was helpless when he heard this, and he patted Qian Jing's hand.
"Don't worry, this is Uncle Gouwa, the one Awan's father gave to us.
Not only do I have it, Xiaochuan Fu Shi Aqing, all the boatmen going out to sea have it!
And what's with the hairtail? Look at what else is in the bag?"
Qian Jing opened the snakeskin bag in confusion, and when she saw what was inside, she was so frightened that she couldn't stand still.
“Big…big yellow flower?!
God, why did you also give me the yellow flower?
Seeing Qian Jing's shocked expression, Fu Dahai was also a little amused.
"Not only rhubarb, but also abalone!"
In fact, when Boss Fu distributed things to them before, Fu Dahai couldn't believe it.
I thought it would be good to have a few sea breams, but I didn't expect Boss Fu to distribute abalone and yellow croaker without saying a word.
Although these yellow croakers are smaller than the ones that Boss Fu sold to Fu San, they are still yellow croakers!
Qian Jing was stunned for two or three seconds. After a while, she grabbed Fu Dahai's hand and said, "This... why don't we just change it back? It's such a good thing, I feel guilty about holding it."
Fu Dahai shook his head when he heard this. "We have to send this thing back. Otherwise, Awan and the others won't let me go with them."
When they were dividing the things, Boss Fu also said that this was Fu Wan's instruction, and if they didn't take it, it would mean they were not obeying the ship owner's command.
Although Fu Liang and his crew didn't catch any big yellow croaker, they still got a small share.
Although it is not big, it is enough for children to try.
Qian Jing finally came to her senses. Yes, how could she send back the things given by the boss?
She grabbed Fu Dahai's hand and said, "Then let's not go back. Dahai, you must work hard with Awan and the others. This is a treatment that others can only envy."
"I know about this. You see, hairtail and abalone are both good. How about you take some back to your parents' home tomorrow?"
His son has been weak since birth, and his mother-in-law's family has helped him a lot over the years.
Especially his own brother-in-law, who would buy half a pound of meat and send it to him after receiving his salary, which made him feel embarrassed.
Qian Jing was naturally happy that her husband was thinking about her family.
She glanced at the fish in the snakeskin bag and said, "Just take the two snappers. Why don't you sell the hairtail fish and abalone? They can also fetch a dollar or two."
With one or two dollars, at least I have money for my son's medicine next month.
Fu Dahai didn't object when he heard this. In fact, when he brought the things back, he guessed that his wife would not keep the two cutlassfish.
"That's fine. Keep the big yellow croaker. It's less than a pound and worth less than a dollar. Steam it tomorrow and you and your son can enjoy it."
After hearing what Fu Dahai said, Qian Jing's eyes also turned red.
The noodles in the pot were ready. She quickly turned around, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and took out the noodles.
"You eat first, I'll pick the fish."
"After you finish eating, send the fish you want to sell to Uncle San as soon as possible."
Fu Dahai nodded. After washing his hands, he found that his wife had cooked white noodles for him.
He picked up a bowl of noodles with chopsticks and found an egg weight under the bowl.
Now, the man who worked hard outside every day had tears in his eyes.
"Wife, this noodle is delicious. You eat two bites first, and I'll eat the rest."
White flour is rare, and Qian Jing wanted to refuse, but when she saw Fu Dahai insisting on holding the chopsticks and eating noodles, she had no choice.
She took a bite and then went back to picking through the pile of fish.
The valuable abalone and hairtail were sold, as were the swallowtail pomfret and gray pomfret. The big yellow croaker, sea bream and shrimp were kept, as well as the squid and octopus. She could make dumplings for her son tomorrow.
After finishing a bowl of noodles, Fu Dahai gulped down the noodle soup, then wiped his mouth, took the money and quietly packed the fish to go to Fu San's house.
Qian Jing put the fish for her family into a bowl and was about to clean up the dishes when she realized that Fu Dahai had not eaten the egg.
After being married for so many years, Qian Jing also knew that this was what he left for her.
Her eyes couldn't help but turn red again. Why was this man still saving all the eggs for her like when they first got married?
After Qian Jing finished eating the eggs, she felt her heart suddenly filled with something. She believed that her family's life would definitely get better and better, just like the songs played on the village radio!
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