Chapter 32

The owner of the fishing ground tilted his head and looked at Qin Shiou. His eyes were somewhat provocative: "are you their boss?"

Qin Shiou knows what's going on. When he asked the owner of the fishing ground to talk about business, he introduced himself. It is estimated that the owner of the fishing ground saw that he was yellow and bullied, and deliberately used inferior fry to entrap him.

At this moment, Qin Shiou realized the ugliness of human nature. As early as at home, he had heard the news that many Chinese were bullied abroad. At that time, after all, foreign life was far away from him. At this time, this kind of thing happened to him, which made him particularly unbearable.

Too bullying, too humiliating! The man won't let you know why the flowers are so red. Do you still think you are Lord ma?

Shaq and Nelson walked forward together. Qin Shiou separated them, looked at the fishery owner and asked, "yes, I'm the boss. What's the matter?"

The owner shrugged and said, "nothing. I want to ask, do you still buy fry?"

Qin Shiou said, "it's a pity that we can't cooperate today."

As soon as he said this, the fishermen and sailors around him immediately pushed and shouted. Shaq and Nelson clenched their fists and a fierce battle was imminent.

The fishery owner raised his right arm to signal his people to shut up, and then said, "business is like this. It may or may not be done. However, man, the previous communication made me think you would buy my fry, so I even made preparations and waited for you to take them."

Then he pointed to the people behind him, pointed to the transport ships docked at the wharf not far away, and continued: "most of the people here are temporarily hired by me. For your business, the ships are also leased by me, so I suggest you pay their wages and ship rental fees. How about it?"

Qin Shiou said with a smile, "it's a little too bullying?"

Shack said angrily, "boss, what's the nonsense with these sons of bitches? Let's fucking show them the fist of farewell town! "

A burly man shouted to Shaq, "hillbilly, shut your dog's mouth! Say more fucking, I'll break your teeth! "

Nelson took off his coat to show his lean upper body muscles and was ready to fight.

Qin Shiou is not in a hurry. The owner of the fishing ground is a bit too deceptive. He wants to teach him a lesson. A profound lesson to let him know that Chinese are not easy to provoke.

When he stopped shack and Nelson, Qin Shiou was still smiling. He said, "man, let's talk about it. You should have fry of Atlantic cod here, shouldn't you?"

"Of course, of course I do." The bald boss pointed to an isolated fishing ground nearby and said, "that's the best cod fry in St. Johns."

"Isn't that a simple problem? You sold them to me and I took them away. Isn't the problem solved?" Qin Shiou spread his hand.

The bald boss thought Qin Shiou was soft, so he spit proudly and said fiercely, "dream, yellow monkey, dream! God knows that even if I put my fish fry into the sea, I won't sell them to you parasites! "

Birds of a feather flock together. The people led by the bald boss should all be racists. After listening to his words, they screamed loudly, and the scene was chaotic.

After the bald boss pointed out the direction of the breeding farm of Atlantic cod fry, Qin Shiou's Sea God consciousness quickly attacked and directly entered the breeding waters of COD fry.

Sure enough, here is a small white and fresh cod, and outside, there is a huge Purse Seine. This fence is like a wall, enclosing the COD fry.

The working principle of Purse Seine is that there is a kilogram drop at the bottom of the net and a float at the head of the net. In this way, under the pull of the float and kilogram drop, the fishing net stands in the ocean.

Qin Shiou's Sea God consciousness quickly untied several kilos of the purse seine. In this way, driven by the strong buoyancy of floating, without the pull of kilos, the purse seine will naturally float.

Then, Poseidon consciousness quickly turned around the farm and felt his existence. The COD fry were immediately excited and swam after Poseidon consciousness, as if the 107 General of Liangshan had found the leading brother Song Jiang.

Seizing the opportunity, Poseidon consciousness flew out of the loophole of the floating Purse Seine, and the following cod swarmed forward like a shell!

The sun shines on the sea. Because too many fry want to get close to Poseidon consciousness, the underwater is crowded, and some fry swim to the water.

There are many small silver white round scales on the body of COD. These scales reflect the sun and flash like a silver lamp.

The bald boss is still thinking about how to squeeze Qin Shiou. In his eyes, this Chinese youth is as weak and cowardly as other Chinese workers, and seems to be very rich, so how can such a fat sheep not kill twice?

But his mind was soon interrupted by the screams of several fishermen on the sea: "God, oh god! Trek, fry, fry are gone! "

"Come on, go and close the purse seine!"

"Damn it, what's going on? Trek, what shall we do? "

The bald boss turned around and looked at the silver glittering sea. He didn't react for a moment and murmured, "what's the matter, what's the matter?"

A man rushed up and shouted excitedly, "there's something wrong with the purse seine, and the fry have run away!"

"Damn it!" The bald boss finally reacted. He pushed the man down and shouted, "what are you waiting for? Go and block the Seine and drive all the fry back! "

How can it be that easy? Under the guidance of Poseidon consciousness, COD fry quickly entered the sea. Too many fry crowded together and looked down from a high place, just like a silver Python swimming under the sea!

Qin Shiou shook his head at shack and said, "it seems that God heard this guy's prayer. Wouldn't he rather put the fry into the sea than sell it to me? Look, his wish has come true. "

Shack laughed and said, "God is everywhere, but I won't make such a wish."

Everyone was busy to encircle the farm. Naturally, no one cared about Qin Shiou and others. They drove into the car and were ready to leave.

Two left behind sailors still wanted to stop. Nelson's crisp two side kicks put them to the ground, and the team drove away all the way.

After leaving the fishing ground, Shaq contacted rayek hadrosan, the owner of the Viking fishing gear mall, and asked him to find the fry breeding company. St. Johns was his site.

Reyek took his party to a farm called "rich fishery company". A middle-aged white man with a moustache received them and patted his chest to ensure that the fry in his fishing ground must be the best.

Shack still went down to the sea to catch several nets to watch, and explained to Qin Shiou:

"Healthy cod has a long body, a slightly flat side, a large head and mouth, an upper jaw slightly longer than the lower jaw, and a tapering tail. Look, these fry are not bad. They are obviously the fry of authentic Atlantic cod. "

"We dissected two to have a look. The meat is very smooth and obviously there are no parasites, which shows that their sea water is very clean."

"Maybe they sprinkled medicine into the fishing ground, so next we have to look at the eyes of these fish. It has to be bright enough. Look at the fish intestines. Smell it, boss. The COD intestines that have taken fish medicine have a pungent taste. The normal cod intestines only have a fishy smell. "

Qin Shiou followed around the breeding area and learned a lot. Of course, his main energy was the Sea God consciousness. He had to lead these cod cubs back to his fishing ground.

After watching the fish, Qin Shiou paid 200000 in advance and bought two million cod fry for $400000.

Thanks for L * * 44, kiss mark, Star River, cat looking up to heaven and other brothers and sisters!