My Deep-sea Fishery

A smile appeared on Mr. Peng's face, "Brother Xiang, tell me the account number you want to transfer money to!"

Xiang Yang didn't talk nonsense, and directly reported an ICBC account.

Mr. Peng made a phone call, and within two minutes, Xiang Yang received a notice of payment on his mobile phone.

"boss."

"Brother Yang."

Another large sum of money came into the account, whether it was Chen Qingsheng, Fang Youqun or Xiang Hui, they were a little excited.

Xiang Yang stretched out a hand and said, "Boss Peng, it's a happy cooperation."

Mr. Peng shook hands with Xiang Yang, "Our cooperation will be more pleasant in the future."

Mr. Peng only brought two people over, and Xiang Yang ordered Chen Qingsheng and others to help Mr. Peng transport the Christmas tree worms to the exhibition city.

Mr. Peng did not refuse, and directly asked his own people to take Chen Qingsheng and the three of them to send all the fish tanks and water tanks to a location he designated.

Chen Qingsheng and the others got busy. Although moving the water tank was physical work, they had enough manpower and it was not tiring to do it. For small fish tanks, each person carried two at a time, and for large water tanks, each person carried one. For the water tank, only two people It only takes more than ten minutes to carry it back and forth a few times.

Xiang Yang and Mr. Peng chatted while walking outside the underground garage.

"Brother Xiang, did you catch these Christmas tree worms yourself at the bottom of the sea?" Mr. Peng asked.

There is nothing to hide, "Mr. Peng's guess is right, I took people down to fish it from the bottom of the sea."

"Brother Xiang is very lucky and courageous." Mr. Peng seemed to be chatting casually with Xiang Yang, but in fact he never left the fish for three sentences. He intentionally or unintentionally introduced to Xiang Yang which ornamental fish on the seabed were valuable, and finally said: " If you catch other ornamental fish on the bottom of the sea, you can consider me."

Xiang Yangzhen thought about it for a while, and suddenly said: "I really have a batch of famous ornamental fish in my hand."

"Oh?" Mr. Peng became interested.

Xiang Yang told about the butterfly fish. Xiang Yang didn't bring the butterfly fish with him during his trip to Dragon City. According to Xiang Yang's idea, he first used the Christmas tree worm, which is very uncommon in the market, as a trick , After opening the ornamental fish market, consider butterflyfish.

"It's a butterflyfish!" Mr. Peng couldn't hide a trace of disappointment on his face.

"Why, Mr. Peng, don't you want this butterflyfish?" Xiang Yang thought to himself, could it be that his market news is outdated, and this butterflyfish is worthless now?

"Yes, but this fish is not very valuable."

Through Mr. Peng’s explanation, Xiang Yang probably understands that although the butterfly fish is very popular, its lifespan is only 3-5 years on average. After buying it, there is almost no possibility of any appreciation. Depreciation, so this fish is not so popular now.

At present, there are very few professional butterfly fish players in the market. Generally, newcomers or people outside the industry like to keep them. After all, the fish is still very beautiful in the living room.

The price also varies according to the pattern on its body.

The most common ones are as low as tens of yuan a piece, while the more beautiful blue-faced butterflyfish, whip butterflyfish, and three-butterfly fish are slightly more expensive, and can be sold for several hundred yuan a piece.

Among them, the three butterflies are mild-tempered. Although they are seawater fish, they are not difficult to raise. They can be placed in the store as decorative fish or the like.

As soon as Xiang Yang heard it, he immediately lost interest. The price of tens to hundreds of dollars is too low. He might as well catch a net of horsehead fish.

"Uncle, do you want to buy turtles?" Xiang Yang just walked out of the passageway of the parking lot when he heard a crisp child's voice.

Xiang Yang turned his head and saw an eight or nine-year-old boy squatting on the lawn next to him. There was a small iron basin for aloe vera gel in front of him. In the iron basin were three small turtles the size of teacup lids. It must have been caught by the child himself on the beach.

Xiang Yang refused without even thinking about it, but inadvertently glanced into the small iron basin, and was immediately taken aback.

"Fuck!" Mr. Peng exclaimed even more directly.

What kind of turtle is in that iron basin!

There is no bony shell at all on the extremely flexible back, and the dark brown body is covered with white spots. This, this is the thaupis!

Xiang Yang squatted down and carefully twisted a little turtle out of the iron basin with two fingers.

"Be careful." Mr. Peng said in a rather nervous tone.

The little tortoise was pinched by Xiang Yang, struggling in Xiang Yang's hands, Xiang Yang really didn't dare to use force, and quickly put it back into the iron basin.

"Uncle, they don't bite." The boy said immediately when he saw that Xiang Yang and Mr. Peng seemed to be afraid of the turtle.

Xiang Yang and Mr. Peng looked at each other, and they both saw the solemnity in each other's eyes.

Shupi turtle, also called leather turtle, is the largest sea turtle in the ocean. The heaviest leather turtle weighs nearly 2 tons. They like to live in temperate waters. The Pacific Ocean, Atlantic Ocean, and Indian Ocean are all their living areas. .

According to the research report, the leather turtle may be completely extinct in the next ten to twenty years. It is currently listed as a first-class protected animal in many countries. List of Grade I Protected Animals of the Convention on Trade.

"Little friend, where did you get this turtle?" Xiang Yang's tone was quite serious.

The boy was obviously startled by Xiang Yang's serious tone, and hurriedly explained: "I caught this on the beach, not stolen it."

"How many were caught in total? Who were they sold to? Do your parents know about this?"

"Only three were caught. My parents didn't know that I caught a turtle." The boy said nervously.

Xiang Yang and Mr. Peng looked at each other, and they both breathed a sigh of relief, as long as it hasn't been sold yet.

"If you encounter this kind of thing, you can't pretend that you didn't encounter it. Should you call the police directly?" Mr. Peng asked.

Xiang Yang thought for a while, then shook his head and said: "This is the child's personal behavior and it didn't hurt the leather turtle. It doesn't matter whether you report it to the police or not. The key now is to protect the three leather turtles. How about this? I'll call the turtle first." Call my teacher."

"Your teacher?"

"He's a professor of oceanography." Xiang Yang explained, and after that, he took out his mobile phone and made a call.

The phone rang twice and was hung up.

Xiang Yang immediately dialed the second time.

In Pengcheng, a hundred miles away, in a certain echelon classroom of a certain ocean university, Chen Yu was teaching students.

He never answered the phone during lectures, and the phone that was set to silent vibrated twice in a row, which made him very angry.

Xiang Yang? He thought for a while while lecturing before he remembered this person. This was a student of a certain class that he had brought in the last few sessions, and he had never been in contact with him since graduation.

It’s normal to not think about it. University is not like a middle school where a head teacher only leads one class. As a professor, he has to lead at least one class in each term. Except for freshmen and seniors writing graduation thesis, students usually He may not see other people for a whole school year, and fortunately he does not have the habit of deleting contacts as soon as students graduate.