After learning about Zhang Daye’s purpose, Goodman said: “This matter is all on me!”
Then we boarded the ship for a professional inspection inside and out: "The old sailing ship is 20 meters long. The keel is slightly damaged and is still within the repairable range. The mast is relatively intact. The hull has impact and explosion marks. The sails are damaged and damaged." Graffiti, serious corrosion damage to the deck, inside the cabin..."
"These bastard pirates, it's obviously a great ship, but they don't know how to cherish it!" As a boatman, Goodman became angrier the more he inspected it. There was obviously a lot of damage that could be avoided, but it was still in tatters.
Zhang Daye also became angrier as he listened. These bastard pirates don't know how to protect my ship! How much should the price be lowered for so much damage!
Tom was also very angry. When he saw Zhang Da was also angry, he became angry too.
Goodman said: "If the ship is in good condition, a second-hand ship can be sold for more than 100 million beli, but its current condition requires us to completely overhaul it and add some wood to meet the standards for sale. Our shipyard recycles The price may be lower, probably 30 to 40 million."
The psychological gap is a bit big, but it's still acceptable. It's just a windfall anyway. Zhang Da also feels that Goodman's character won't cheat him on this kind of thing: "Then let's sell it like this."
"Actually, there is another option. Brother, you pay a fee to hand over the boat to us for repair. Later, we will recommend it to customers who come to buy the boat. The price may be negotiated for a higher price. Of course, the shipyard will calculate the price based on the transaction amount. Take a small commission from the sale. The disadvantage is that it may not sell for a long time, and it may not fetch a higher price, so it’s best to think carefully.”
Zhang Da also understood that ship repairs are risky and investment needs to be cautious. According to the principle that I don't manage money and money never leaves me, he waved his hand: "Don't bother, just sell it to the shipyard directly."
"Then I'll take you to see the boss." Goodman blinked, "I'll help you negotiate the price."
Zhang Da also immediately remembered the scene when his uncle helped to argue the case when he bought the tavern, but your tough guy face and winking are not cute at all.
Zhang Da also hugged Tom and rubbed it to heal his soul, and decided to go back and see Artoria more to heal his eyes.
Goodman truthfully explained the situation to his boss. Even if he wanted to help Zhang Daye, he would not hide the true condition of the ship. This was his responsibility as a shipwright. At most, he should just grind it out with the boss when negotiating the price.
Doc, the owner of the shipyard, originally planned to directly lower the price to the lowest price, but he couldn't stand Goodman's quarrel with him, so he finally decided to give Zhang Daye 38 million, saying that he would go to the pub for a drink later.
Zhang Da also naturally patted his chest and said that he should come as soon as possible, as the good wine will take care of him.
After bidding farewell to Goodman, Zhang Daye and the others boarded their own bubble car again, with all the goods purchased previously still in the car.
Rui Mengmeng rode the bicycle, and Zhang Da also sat behind holding the cash box and dialed Old Bob's phone number.
"Yes, the pirates have been dealt with and taken away by the navy."
"Yes, your fishing gear is still there and you can continue fishing."
"Hey, why are you so polite? Aren't we here for the bounty? By the way, help me say hello to your friend. Please keep the elephant tuna for me. I'll buy it right away."
"No, no, just sell it to me normally, and you can't let others lose money, right?"
"OK."
After hanging up the phone, Zhang Daye said: "Let's go, let's take the things back to the tavern first, and then go buy fish."
There was no trouble this time and we got the strange fish smoothly.
It is nearly two meters long, with a black striped back, thick lips, a long trunk like an elephant, and even two tusks.
But this pair of short tusks is definitely not worth 900 million.
"Is this fish really edible?" Rui Mengmeng looked at the strange ingredients with a little doubt.
Arturia nodded with certainty and opened her notebook: "It is definitely edible. There is a report that this kind of elephant tuna, which mainly lives in the South China Sea, can be steamed or fried. It combines the firmness of beef with the tenderness of fish, especially the nose, which has a unique and unforgettable taste..."
As she spoke, Artoria's eyes almost glowed, and the dull hair on her head trembled in anticipation.
Her expectant tone was so contagious that Tom couldn't stop drooling.
After working for a long time, it was almost time for lunch. Zhang Da also swallowed in anticipation: "Let's have it for lunch. Let's steam part of it and fry part of it. Anyway, even if we want to steam the whole thing, we don't have such a big steamer. It’s troublesome to cut.”
Tom rubbed his hands expectantly and asked Rui Mengmeng to help carry the fish in. It was too big for one person to carry.
After a while, the aroma came from the kitchen. Tom and Rui Mengmeng came out pushing the serving trolley and put the fish on the table.
Zhang Da also picked up the chopsticks: "Eh? Is it an illusion? Why do I feel that the elephant's trunk is shorter?"
Tom put his hands behind his back, his eyes wandering, and whistled, pretending not to know anything.
Witness Rui Mengmeng remained awkwardly silent.
But she didn’t need to say anything. The truth was already clear. Zhang Daye and Artoria both chose to forgive him. What’s wrong with a cat eating fish?
Silver light flashed across, and a small table knife cut off the elephant's trunk and divided it into four parts, which flew into their respective plates.
While the others were stunned, Arturia had already put a small piece of meat into her mouth with a fork and chewed it happily.
…
After enjoying the delicious lunch, Zhang Da also lazily opened the door of the tavern. He always felt sleepy after a full meal.
Zhang Da was also sitting behind the bar with his chin in his hand, listening to the chatter of the guests boredly, trying to extract useful information from a bunch of bragging and gossiping.
Most of the time these people talked about trivial matters, such as the boss was unhappy and wanted to fire him, so-and-so’s child was beaten and cried loudly today, what kind of meal he wanted to eat tonight, etc.
When there are not enough topics to talk about, I just point out the news from the newspapers. Apart from saying bad things about the world's nobles, I dare not say a few words about anything. People who are drunk are especially good at this.
If these are not enough to talk about, I will bring up the incident of the house flying in the sky two days ago to exaggerate how many possibilities there are...
It seems that the impact of this incident has not been completely eliminated. Zhang Daye reflected on the case that he had no experience last time and set off too many firecrackers. He must be careful next time.
Listening and listening, someone finally broke some exciting news:
"I heard there was a disturbance at the 'job security office' this morning."
"You're lying, right? That's a 'job security office'!"
