CHAPTER 370: CHAPTER 85: GENIUS-TYPE CHILD LABOR

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After the boxes were made, new fishing nets were also needed. Approximately one kilogram of crab seedlings were packed in each bag, and in each crab seedling box, there could be no more than four bags, which is to say, four kilograms. Considering the transportation in railway carriages, and the stuffiness along the way, the experienced Tai Lake fishermen also gave Uncle Lu a small Magical Treasure for each box.

This Magical Treasure, when you get right down to it, was just a bottle of mineral water that had been frozen solid. By the time it reached Beijing, the water in the bottle had almost melted.

Inside the foam boxes, wrapped within the oily green fishing nets, the crab seedlings still clung horizontally and vertically on top of their companions, waving their limbs, blissfully unaware that they had journeyed from the south to the north, that they had shifted habitats.

"Uncle Lu, let me take a look to see if the crab seedlings are all lively," Yezi hopped out of the truck and followed behind Uncle Lu to take a look. Upon doing so, Yezi’s smile froze.

Seeing his expression, Uncle Lu teased him, "What’s wrong? It’s only been a day and you can’t recognize them? Now they might look a bit small, but give it some time, they’ll grow into big ones."

"Uncle Lu, something’s wrong. These aren’t our crab seedlings," Yezi hastily stopped the truck that had started moving ahead, moving the boxes of crab seedlings back.

"Hey, Yezi, don’t move them recklessly. The ice inside is almost melted, and with the hot weather these past few days, the truck’s air conditioning is cool. If you keep moving them back and forth like this, the crab seedlings won’t be able to withstand it," Uncle Lu didn’t understand what was going on with Yezi, who had just moved them up and now was moving them down again.

"Uncle, something is not right, these aren’t our crab seedlings. You better go inside and ask around to see if someone else has brought crab seedlings today. We need to hurry and ask now," Yezi opened every box, all of which looked the same as the ones Uncle Lu had brought, with the same new fishing nets, one kilogram each, even the mineral water bottles used for pouring water were the same, but something was different. Yezi could clearly see that these crabs weren’t the batch brought by Uncle Lu.

Uncle Lu saw his serious face and started to feel panicky, and quickly inquired around, actually managing to obtain some news.

Huang’s Breeding had also brought in a batch of crab seedlings this morning, and after unloading them from the truck, they had not been moved away.

"Huang’s Breeding? What does that have to do with you?" Yezi saw that Uncle Lu suddenly looked angry, his face filled with indignation, which made it clear that this Huang’s Breeding and Uncle Lu had some past grudges.

"It’s more than related, it was originally my breeding company," Yezi had spent several nights with Uncle Lu, who tended not to be very talkative at the dinner table, and while on the train, he only occasionally shared anecdotes about different places, treating Yezi like a junior under his care.

Uncle Lu was someone who had struggled up from hardships. In his late twenties, he quit his job at the supply and marketing cooperative and became one of the earliest people in new China to ’go to sea’ (start a private enterprise). He made his fortune through breeding, spanning from raising Angora rabbits to breeding prawns. At the peak of his business, his Lu Family Breeding supported more than half of the breeding workers in the Huangbo Sea.

The owner of Huang’s Breeding was a distant relative of Uncle Lu, introduced through connections.

"When that lad was first introduced, he was just a vocational school graduate who didn’t know anything, only a few years older than you. I saw he didn’t talk much but was willing to work hard, so I taught him quite a few breeding techniques. The next year, I put him in charge of a lake area, and back when your Uncle Lu was breeding shrimps, that year the area he was responsible for had a yield that was twenty percent higher than the other areas," Uncle Lu spoke while taking Yezi to find the station manager responsible for the management of the freight carriages, and told him the story.

With such an efficient assistant, Uncle Lu then handed over an even larger area of shrimp ponds to him, and he lived up to expectations, securing a big client who said they could export the shrimps to the United States.

When Uncle Lu heard about such a great opportunity, he was overjoyed and went all out, pulling strings to apply for export quotas. When everything was ready, the shrimp samples sent to customs had issues.

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"Our aquaculture farm’s shrimps were accused of excessive hormone use; all of our shrimp ponds were ordered to rectify, and I even had my aquaculture license revoked by the relevant departments. Then, as you know, with the help from Ni Qiu and his crew, I managed to get a Hairy Crab breeding license. But unexpectedly, after everything was ready, there turned out to be a problem with the crab seedlings."

Uncle Lu knew the people at the train station, and he wouldn’t have asked if it were better, but once he did, the station staff responded very aggressively, "Stop talking nonsense, the crab seedlings from Huang’s Breeding could not possibly be mixed up with yours. You rented a whole train carriage, a total of twenty-three boxes, and we didn’t short you a single one. Keep causing trouble and we’ll call the police."

Not far away, a few of Huang’s Breeding’s loading workers were chuckling and looking at Uncle Lu and Yezi with ridicule.

"Yezi, are you sure the crab seedlings were swapped by them? Did you see it clearly?" Uncle Lu was shaking with anger. It was his first time breeding Hairy Crabs, and this time, buying the crab seedlings and renting the crab pond had already drained all his savings. If anything else went wrong, he would be finished for life.

"Of course, I saw it clearly," Yezi said confidently, though he didn’t know exactly what breed of crabs Huang’s had switched them with, he could tell by looking at the claws and the carapace, after they would grow up, they would absolutely be no match for the authentic Taihu Crabs.

"I’m going to fight them," Uncle Lu’s eyes turned red, and after speaking, he was about to move forward to start a fight and snatch the crabs.

"Uncle, don’t rush," Yezi knew that fighting could land you in jail. He couldn’t stand by and watch Uncle Lu get into trouble. Yezi pursed his lips, watching the people from Huang’s Breeding transferring the crab seedlings onto the train, one box at a time.

A stroke of spirit light flashed in his mind, and he ran to Uncle Lu’s lorry, moving all the dozens of boxes of crabs back onto the vehicle.

Uncle Lu was stunned on the spot, wondering what Yezi was up to.

"Uncle, standing here is useless, get on the lorry," Yezi gestured to Uncle Lu, who then took another look at the cart loading the crabs, sighed, and could only follow to get on.

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Thank you "Fragrant Tea Cocoa Milk Tea" for the pink gift,

Regarding the sudden change from the planned two posts this week, I need to explain,

Today’s recommendation came very unexpectedly,

Because the author who was originally scheduled had a last-minute emergency,

I was suddenly informed about being recommended at noon today; normally, Beijing would give a week’s notice to prepare,

Because my toothache these past few days is killing me, feeling too lazy to eat or sleep, I just wanted to lie flat and finish typing the two posts and be done with it,

When Beijing asked me, I hesitated for a long time

But I clenched my teeth and accepted the recommendation because I’ve never had such a significant promotion before,

It’s an opportunity that I need to seize, for who knows whether I’ll get another chance in the future

I sucked on a ginger slice all afternoon, which a colleague helped me procure from the company’s canteen; anyone who has a toothache should try it, it really works, but it’s quite spicy.

After I got home, I sucked on a frozen olive (love to my incredible mom), the feeling was from Hell to heaven, pure bliss~

That’s the explanation; to prevent any confusion, as Fu Zi usually sticks to her word about posting schedule and seldom changes on a whim,

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