Carapace Island never lacked fishermen. No one would want dead fish. Even if someone did buy them, the price would be extremely low.
As for those two strange prawns, two customers had just touched them and passed out in front of the stall. When they woke up, they almost tore the stall apart. They probably wouldn't be able to sell them.
If it was just for food, these dead fish would be enough for them to eat for two days. However, the problem was that the Ten Kings Palace's protective amulet was about to expire today. If they couldn't pay the 500 copper coins, the amulet would be taken back, and they would lose the protection of the Ten Kings Palace. Those vagrants who coveted their huts would chase them out of their houses tonight or even throw them into the sea.
"Forget it, old man. No one wants those things. They can't even be touched. Who would want to eat them? I saw dozens of them on the beach this morning, and I didn't even take a second look at them. You still want to sell them for money? These things are everywhere these days, and a few of our peers have already fallen for them. You're really not up to date with the news. You even picked them up like they're treasures. " The young fisherman sitting at the side sneered. His fish were almost sold out, and it was another day full of harvest.
Tucker sighed deeply. Although the young demon's words weren't nice, they were all reasonable. It seemed like he wouldn't be able to sell them today. He could only go to the beach to try his luck and see if he could catch a few more fish while it was still early.
"How much are these prawns?" Tucker was about to get up when a voice sounded.
Tucker quickly raised his head and looked at the demon standing in front of the bucket. He had a face full of whiskers and a pair of strange horns on his head. There was a black mark on both sides of his face that looked like a pair of pincers. Tucker couldn't tell what kind of demon he was, but he definitely wouldn't be weaker than a lowly Barda Demon like him.
This demon was holding a small demon's hand. It had a pair of pincers on its head and looked very adorable.
Tucker didn't dare to look at the beautiful female demon behind him. He quickly looked at Meg and replied, "If my Lord wants them, you can take both of them away for 500 copper coins. I can also give the whole bucket of fish to you."
Meg glanced at the dead fish with their white bellies in the wooden bucket and roughly guessed their cause of death. The poison on the shells of these crayfish was too potent.
"Although these fish are dead, they died not too long ago. They were just caught this afternoon." Tucker hurriedly explained, looking at Meg nervously. This might be his only chance to sell these fish and prawns today.
"I don't want dead fish. Isn't 500 copper coins for these two prawns a little too expensive?" Meg said with a slight frown. He had just overheard the conversation between the two fishermen.
He should be the only one on Carapace Island who wanted crayfish now. For the sake of a large-scale promotion later on, the price of the crayfish was a very unwise choice.
"Can't it be five hundred …?" Sweat appeared on Tucker's forehead. He looked a little anxious. He only had a dozen copper coins left. How could it be cheap?
"There really is a fool who wants this prawn?" The young fisherman at the side looked at Mag in surprise. However, his gaze quickly landed on Irina, and he was stunned. He quickly retracted his gaze. As a bottom-tier demon, he knew very well that sometimes, taking an extra look would bring about a fatal disaster.
"I want these prawns, but the price is too expensive. If it's 50 copper coins for one, I will take both of them." Meg said calmly. If this prawn was on Earth, it would cost at least 1,000 to 2,000 copper coins. King crabs and the like were nothing compared to it.
"50 copper coins!" The young devil at the side stared. The devil ray, which was extremely difficult to catch, was only sold for 50 copper coins per kilogram. He saw dozens of these huge prawns when he was gathering at the beach. If he caught all of them and sold them to this fellow, wouldn't he earn a few thousand copper coins today?
Tucker was a little tempted when he heard this price. If he wasn't in a hurry to get the 500 copper coins today, he would definitely sell these two prawns and go back to the beach to look for more prawns immediately.
Plop!
Tucker directly knelt in front of Meg and looked at Meg pleadingly. "Sir, if you need these prawns, can you give me 500 copper coins in advance? I will catch ten more prawns for you in the next few days. Please give me 500 copper coins today. I am in a hurry to renew the amulet. If I don't renew it today, my wife and I won't be able to live."
This really shocked Meg. He quickly reached out and pulled Tucker up. After thinking for a while, he nodded and said, "That works too. I will take these two prawns first. In the future, I will come to the dock every evening. I will buy as many prawns as you can catch at the price of 50 copper coins per prawn."
"Thank you, thank you!" Tucker was about to kneel again, but Meg reached out and held him up. He quickly reached out to catch the two prawns.
"Wrap them in a piece of cloth and catch them. This prawn is called crayfish. There is poison on the shell and it will prick your hand," Meg reminded him.
"So this thing is called crayfish. You are really an expert. My hand was pricked, and it is still numb." Tucker looked at Meg with some surprise. He didn't expect him to know that the prawns would prick his hand. After grabbing one with his clothes, he indeed didn't feel numb. He tied the pincers with a rope, and then carried the two prawns to Meg.
Meg took out five gold coins from his pocket and handed them to Tucker. He reached out and took the prawns.
The transaction between Tucker and Meg attracted the attention of many fishermen. These days, they often saw these prawns on the shore, but no one wanted them and couldn't eat them. They didn't expect someone to buy them at the price of 50 copper coins per prawn. What a spendthrift.
"Sir, I also know where to catch these prawns. Do you still need them?" The young fisherman squatting at the side couldn't help but ask.
The fishermen also listened attentively. This was much faster than catching fish.
"If you can catch these prawns, I will buy as many as you can. The price will still be 50 copper coins per prawn." Meg smiled and nodded.
"That's great." The young fisherman's eyes lit up. He grabbed the fish basket in front of him and stood up, ready to catch the crayfish now. He had seen a lot today. If he caught them now, he would be able to catch a lot before dark. However, after taking two steps, he stopped and looked back at Meg. He asked, "Then how do I give you the crayfish?"
"I will come to the dock in the morning and evening. If you catch any crayfish, you can sell them to me," Meg said.
"Okay, I will catch a lot of crayfish for you tomorrow morning." The young fisherman turned and trotted in the direction of the beach.
Many fishermen also got up and walked quickly in the direction of the beach. They had seen a lot of crayfish today. At 50 copper coins per prawn, they could make a fortune just by catching a few. Moreover, they didn't have to worry about not being able to sell them. They had really met a spendthrift.
"Let's go." Meg glanced at the fishermen who were rushing to the beach. He carried the crayfish and walked in the direction of the town. A crayfish supply chain had been established. He didn't have to worry about the ingredients for the time being.
300,000 crayfish. This was an industry worth 15 million copper coins. He believed that these fishermen would do their best to help him catch the crayfish. He only needed to make eating crayfish into a new industry.
"Foodies of the Demon Islands, welcome your king." Meg carried the prawns and walked out with the aura of a king.
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