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"What are you doing?" Zhan Lingfeng skillfully made his way to the back kitchen when a loud shout came from behind.
Turning around, Zhan Lingfeng smiled. He recognized the person; in his previous life, he had dealt with this individual quite a bit. This person was a chef here, and he held some authority in the kitchen. The chef, named Yang Binghua, was a decent man and quite righteous.
"Yang, I came specifically to find you."
Yang Binghua looked a bit confused and stared at Zhan Lingfeng, saying, "Do you know me?"
"Yes, I've heard that you're the best and most authoritative here. I also heard you're quite upright. After hearing your reputation, I caught some Soft-shelled Turtles and thought of bringing them to you to see if you need them."
Upon hearing Zhan Lingfeng's praise, Yang Binghua's eyes widened in disbelief as he looked at Zhan Lingfeng. However, the compliment gave him a sense of exhilaration.
"Wow, Soft-shelled Turtles! We actually need quite a few of those; as long as they are good quality, there’s no problem."
"Take a look."
Zhan Lingfeng opened the bag.
"Oh, they’re all over three pounds! That’s rare," Yang Binghua said, his discerning eye immediately satisfied.
After inspecting them further, he asked, "How do you plan to sell them?"
"Hehe, I've heard Brother Yang is righteous and definitely won't cheat anyone. Just give me a price."
"There are about ten here, right? The current price is based on weight; the heavier the Soft-shelled Turtle, the more valuable it is. For those over three pounds, it's about fifty-one per pound right now. If you agree, I’ll take these Soft-shelled Turtles."
Although in later years Soft-shelled Turtles were quite expensive, in this era, that was indeed the case. Only large hotels could afford such prices; in other places, it depended on who the buyers were—some could afford it while others could not.
"Brother Yang, it's up to you."
"Hehe, straightforward."
Chef Yang truly has a certain authority here. After bringing Zhan Lingfeng over, he began weighing the goods.
"That's a total of thirty-eight pounds. You really have some strength to carry this here, ha ha."
"Mountain folks."
"If it were an ordinary mountain person, they might not be able to carry it at all. You're promising."
Patting Zhan Lingfeng on the shoulder, Yang Binghua burst into laughter.
"Here’s one thousand nine; keep it safe."
After receiving the money, Zhan Lingfeng pulled Yang Binghua aside and handed him three hundred dollars, saying, "Thank you, Brother Yang. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been able to sell it for that much."
Yang Binghua smiled at Zhan Lingfeng and said, "You must have heard about my reputation from somewhere, right?"
Zhan Lingfeng just chuckled.
Yang Binghua continued with a smile, "You're quite clever; impressive. Here’s my business card. If you ever have Soft-shelled Turtles, just give me a call."
Although Zhan Lingfeng spent three hundred dollars, he felt it was worth it. After chatting with Yang Binghua for a while and reaching a mutual understanding about delivering Soft-shelled Turtles in the future, Zhan Lingfeng left the hotel.
Coming out, Zhan Lingfeng felt great; he had secured his first startup capital. The next step was to sell Soft-shelled Turtles and focus on studying. Only by passing the exam to the county could many things unfold.
Zhan Lingfeng had lived in this city for a long time and later attended a rather mediocre university located in this city.
Walking down the street, Zhan Lingfeng had no time to reminisce and quickly arrived at a traditional Chinese medicine shop from his memories.
He spent fifty dollars to buy some ginseng.
After thinking for a moment, Zhan Lingfeng went into a department store to buy himself a set of clothes and shoes. He also bought a set of clothes for his mother. Considering that he might need to deliver Soft-shelled Turtles next, Zhan Lingfeng purchased a larger bag.
"You?"
When Zhan Lingfeng arrived at the station, there was a bus passing through Xiongshan Township, and to Zhan Lingfeng's surprise, it was still the same fat guy driving. The two looked at each other.
"You again!"
The fat guy burst into laughter.
This time, Zhan Lingfeng took out some money and handed it over to buy a ticket.
"I'll get it from the hood," the fat guy said with a smile to Zhan Lingfeng.
After Zhan Lingfeng settled in, the fat guy asked, "Hey, you were acting all mysterious. What were you up to?"
"Visiting relatives. I went back right after."
The fat guy looked Zhan Lingfeng up and down and said, "Looks like your relatives are quite wealthy."
As they chatted, the bus started moving.
"Do you often run this route?" Zhan Lingfeng asked.
"It's tough. I make a round trip once a day, take a day off the next day, and I have to run this route several times a week."
"That does sound hard."
"Yeah, just trying to earn some hard-earned money."
They chatted casually as the bus traveled along the not-so-great road.
This time, Zhan Lingfeng made 1,900 from selling soft-shelled turtles. He gave Bing Bing Hua 300, spent over 300 on clothes and other things, and after eating something by the roadside, he calculated that he still had about 1,200 left on him.
Thinking of this, Zhan Lingfeng also smiled. It wasn't too much, but he had formed a tacit understanding with Yang Binghua; next time he would help raise the price, and the benefits would naturally follow. Three hundred yuan was not a loss.
Now Zhan Lingfeng was considering how to explain this matter to his mother.
After rejecting many methods, Zhan Lingfeng realized that he needed his mother's support for the next steps he planned to take. He decided to reveal some details about the situation since he had already bought the clothes and couldn't avoid mentioning it.
When Zhan Lingfeng returned home, school had not yet let out.
As soon as he entered the house, his mother looked at him with a puzzled expression and asked, "Xu, why are you back so early today?"
"Mom, come in. There's something I want to tell you."
Huang Xiaocui had just sent her husband off and was not in a good mood. At first, she didn't notice anything unusual about her son. However, once she stepped inside, her gaze fell on Zhan Lingfeng, and she exclaimed in surprise, "Where did you get that outfit?"
As she set down her bag, Huang Xiaocui pointed at it again in astonishment and asked, "What is this? Where did you get it?"
"Mom, that's exactly what I wanted to tell you."
Zhan Lingfeng began to recount how he had passed by a restaurant in the countryside and overheard people from the city talking about eating soft-shelled turtles, which were quite valuable. This piqued his interest. Today, he caught eleven soft-shelled turtles and then traveled to the countryside, using the turtles as fare to get to the city.
Listening to this adventurous tale, Huang Xiaocui was completely stunned. The farthest place she had ever been was the county town; she had never been to the city. Yet her son had done something so outrageous.
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