The sadness under the white moon seems to be just a phantom.

Wherever the singing reached, the fishermen cheered loudly.

Many fisherman girls turned their heads one after another to find out who was singing.

It's a pity that Shi Wuluo is driving a boat like a glimpse of the sky. When others turn their heads when they hear the song, they can only see a long water mark on the sea...

I can't even see who is singing.

At this time, it is the "morning market" on the Cangming Sea.

Every morning, after the city boundary is opened, the fishermen in Zhunan will not be in a hurry to go out to the sea, but will first go to a light blue sea not far from the city boundary. The sea water here is warm and cold, and the fish schools are very impressive, both in type and quantity. The people of the sea follow the practice of thousands of years. Here, each boat only nets the net once, and the fish caught after the net is closed are regarded as today's splendor. The fish merchants in the city know the folk customs, so they will support some rafts and boats, shuttle in the fishing boats, collect the best ones, and sell them at high prices in the major taverns and teahouses in Zhunan, calling it "taste new".

"Good witch hazel—six feet long—"

"Qingxun carp! The scales are full of new gills-"

"Bat belt and bat belt fish!"

"..."

The fishermen shouted, and the merchants collected them.

Witchfish is beautiful in appearance and taste, and it comes out day by day, which is in line with the poetic sentiments of literati and poets. Therefore, every time a fishing boat drops a net to pick up a goldenrod fish, once it is more than half a zhang long, it must be sold loudly, and fish merchants from all over will flock to bid each other.

There is a saying: the voice competes for high and low, and the boat competes for golden thread.

The Yuya who can grab the Witchfish is not only rich in financial resources, but also a master on the water, who can build a boat like walking on the ground. If they succeed in buying a golden fish that is more than half a zhang tall, they will not only be applauded by the fishermen, but it will also be a lot of talk when they return to Candle South City.

At this moment, many fish merchants are crowding around a small boat, fighting for a rare golden fish that is 10 feet tall.

"One thousand and two."

"One thousand three."

"..."

Many fishermen who have already fished Huacai are not in a hurry to set off for the farther sea, and parked nearby to watch the fun.

Luo Xiaoqi, who caught the big fish, is a thin, tall, hairy boy. He is usually a bit stubborn in his work and speech, and he is straight and stubborn. don't have any minds, and this is the first time go out to sea fishing by self. don't know how to raise prices with these shrewd fish dealers.

As usual, a 9-foot witch can be sold for more than 2,000, not to mention this 1-foot-1.

It's just that today, while bullying him as a young boy, the fisherman doesn't want to increase the price for some reason.

"One thousand eighteen, no matter how high it is." A trader raised his hand high and looked around, "Youngsheng, you don't think we are lowering the price. This golden lobster fish is usually sold on Honglan Street, but Yesterday, I was walking down Honglan Street and burned down most of the splendid wine pavilion and painting building. There are not many shops that can afford a big price to buy a Witchfish! I don't know if I can buy this fish back. Can't sell it."

Luo Xiaoqi frowned and said nothing.

He squatted on the board and stared at the huge witch hazel, wondering what he was thinking.

"Two thousand two!"

A fat fish thought for a while and stretched out two fingers.

The other fish merchants frowned and were quite concerned, but no one raised the price for a while.

The fishermen watching the lively left and right shook their heads and sighed regretfully.

Fatty Yuya felt the poop and belly, stood at the bow of the boat and looked at the others, quite satisfied with the "golden thread in hand, I have the country".

"Five thousand taels."

A voice came lazily, sounding not very old,

Fat Yuya's smile froze, and he turned his head to look, and saw that at some point, the densely packed sampan boats separated a waterway that could be called "empty". stopped. The punter was a pale young man, and a young man in a black smock sat on the bow of the boat.

The one who spoke was the boy who bowed his head and knocked on a wine jar for himself.

"Hey! Young man, don't make a blind price."

After thinking about it, Fat Yuya had never heard of any Xianmen Gui's disciple who could throw 5,000 taels of gold at random in the fishing market. .

"Go home quickly, your aunt and aunt want to pick you up with a stick."

Everyone laughed.

"What if I can afford it?" The boy propped his chin up and raised his head with a smile, "How about you go naked/swim back and forth?"

As soon as he looked up, Haitian's Xiahui seemed to be dimmed for a moment by his light.

Luo Xiaoqi, who had been mute all the time, was stunned.

"Everyone said, how is it?" The young man smiled eagerly.

Luo Xiaoqi "bass" and stood up staggeringly holding the golden fish, and handed it forward: "No, no money. Send, send you."

Chapter 58 Bustling fireworks in the world

"Oh oh oh! Xiao Qi, do you like someone else?"

"Okay! It's generous enough, and it's bold enough! The golden lobster fish that is one zhang and one foot long will be given away."

"Ask the fishing bridge! Ask the fishing bridge!"

"..."

There was laughter all over, and it was a little more lively than the previous price competition.

The fishermen sang "Yu Lang's Tune": "Ask Lang, this sweetheart, which fish is my brother catching? Ask Lang, this sweetheart, do you want to jump into the cabin?" The side of the boat, hit the beat.

"Ask the fishing bridge" is a custom of the fishermen in the south of the candle.

The sea people are a group of people who want to live on the edge of the knife. The wind and waves at sea are unpredictable, and when they encounter violent waves, they will never return. During the morning voyage, millions of fishing boats are out, and when they return in the evening, who can come back and who can't come back depends on the good fortune. Fighting against the wind and waves, the front line of life and death, has created a fiery and fierce temperament of Zhunan Haimin. Usually, the children of the fishermen will give the best and freshest fish they have caught to that person at a glance.