I'm Really Going to Become an Immortal
Chapter 218 - 174: Huh? I’m Not Doing Well?_2

Chapter 218: Chapter 174: Huh? I’m Not Doing Well?_2

Thinking this, Chen Yun put the oxygen-deprived sailfish into a basin and carefully washed the Great White Shark teeth he had brought back, drying them off and placing them on the table in his bedroom.

Then he played with the silly dog Bai Jin for a while before heading to the bathroom to take a shower.

Once he finished washing up,

he came out to find the silly dog Bai Jin intently staring at the huge sailfish in the basin, exhibiting a seriously expectant and nervous demeanor.

Seeing this,

Chen Yun chuckled and rubbed the dog’s head.

He then took the sailfish he had caught directly to the temporary market in the center of the fishing village.

...

By the time Chen Yun arrived at the temporary market near the community service center at the fishing village center, it was already six o’clock in the morning.

A faint glow of dawn spread across the sky, exuding a tranquil yet vibrant ambiance, and the outline of the community service center gradually became clear in the morning light.

On this not-so-large open ground, rows of simple stalls were arranged in an organized fashion, forming a makeshift market.

With meticulous organization by the village branch, the villagers gathered here early, their faces beaming with the light of hard work and anticipation. On each stall, a variety of seafood products were displayed—from fish and shrimp still jumping fresh, to shellfish and crabs, everything one could want—all products of the villagers’ own ponds or near-shore aquaculture, radiating the unique freshness and fishy scent of the sea.

Occasionally, some stalls even boasted a stack of more exotic sea catches. These were the results of a few experienced "sea masters" in the village who went out to sea immediately after the typhoon ended, bringing back wild catches.

Their presence added a touch of mystery and temptation to this small market. The wild seafood’s vivid colors and diverse forms attracted the curious eyes of many.

Buyers from all around Qixi City converged here; they were either from the catering industry or seafood wholesalers. Dressed variously but all with a professional eye for detail, they shuttled between stalls, carefully selecting their purchases. They sometimes bent down for a closer look, bargaining with the villagers, as a cheerful atmosphere of trade and the salty, moist scent of seawater permeated the air.

Relying on his Transparent World Perception ability, Chen Yun headed straight for Zheng Yuliang’s stall.

An old man mainly selling a bunch of prawns ran the stall.

Zheng Yuliang, who should have been helping out, stood to one side looking lost.

That’s because Zheng Dalai was expertly assisting the old man beside him: weighing, peeling, bargaining—he practically took care of everything.

And Zheng Ronggang, Zheng Dalai’s son, stood behind Zheng Yuliang giving him a back massage.

Seeing Chen Yun arrive, Zheng Yuliang bolted over to him as if escaping, clearly bewildered by Zheng Dalai’s excessive enthusiasm.

When Zheng Dalai saw Chen Yun, he was also excited and seemed to want to say something, but Chen Yun’s decisively averted gaze made him immediately hold back his words.

Ignoring Zheng Dalai’s eye, Chen Yun turned to the old man running the prawn stall and said, "Old man, can I hang this sailfish here for sale?"

Saying so, Chen Yun placed the hand-caught sailfish onto the stall.

Seeing this, the old man didn’t refuse but said, "It might not sell, you know."

"No worries, just for fun."

Chen Yun nodded without saying much.

Whether it sold or not didn’t matter; it was purely about not letting the fish he caught go to waste by just leaving it there.

Seeing the old man’s polite manner,

Chen Yun also smiled, went forward, took the stool from beside Zheng Dalai, and sat down.

He then started chatting with the old man.

Seeing this, Zheng Dalai stood up and began seriously talking and making deals with the buyers, also helping out with weighing and packaging.

Zheng Yuliang couldn’t stay idle either and started working, prompting Zheng Ronggang, who had been massaging his back, to look around confusedly. Then, after seeing his father Zheng Dalai’s stern gaze, he consciously ran out into the crowd to drum up business.

Not long after,

Zheng Ronggang brought back a customer that made Chen Yun raise his eyebrows in surprise.

It was a burly man with a skin tanned from years of outdoor work, wearing an old suit that had seen plenty of seafood.

He was followed by two underlings.

The moment he saw Chen Yun, the man also subconsciously opened his mouth in surprise.

...

On the edge of the market, next to the notice board of the community service center.

Chen Yun stood there with the man.

The man smiled and offered him a cigarette.

But Chen Yun pushed his hand away to decline.

"Hou Liansheng, you little rascal, now you’re really looking the part," Chen Yun joked with a smile.

In front of him was a college classmate from the same major. Although they weren’t roommates, their relationship was decent enough to call each other acquaintances.

"It’s nothing special, just working as a procurement manager for a restaurant. All day long, I’m running around in all sorts of weather, visiting fishing villages and fishing bases."

"The two with me are just new staff in the procurement department."

After putting away the cigarette he had offered, Hou Liansheng smiled and waved his hand, indicating that he wasn’t doing as impressively as it seemed.

Then,

the two chatted amiably for quite a while.

All the while, Hou Liansheng deliberately didn’t ask how Chen Yun was doing, instead silently bringing up some of their past times at the university.

Chen Yun glanced at Hou Liansheng with a hint of meaning and continued to chat with him with a smile.

It wasn’t until more than ten minutes later

that Hou Liansheng’s two underlings waved at him from a distance.

Seeing this, Hou Liansheng also stopped catching up and said to Chen Yun, "Let’s not reminisce today, ha. I still have things to do after this purchase. I’ll treat you to a meal another day."

After saying this,

Hou Liansheng smiled and said goodbye to Chen Yun.

It was as if he was afraid Chen Yun would discover something and come after him.

...

Hou Liansheng returned to the car,

and one of his underlings started driving the vehicle.

As Hou Liansheng sat in the passenger seat, musing about how his old classmate had ended up fishing, he heard another underling in the back seat start talking.

"Manager, we did as you said. While you two were chatting, we took care of your old classmate who’s not doing so well. We bought everything at his stall, even the sailfish, which we didn’t need."

The underling was earnestly reporting on their task.

Hearing this, Hou Liansheng nodded and said to the driver, "Hmm, we won’t go to the village to the south for shrimp later. Let’s go to the northern village to buy some cod and then head back."

After saying this and seeing the driver nod, Hou Liansheng prepared to rest with his eyes closed.

He was used to getting up early to buy things, but it still left him somewhat tired.

If he wasn’t working in this large five-star hotel, and hadn’t climbed to the well-compensated position of procurement manager, he might have really wanted to throw in the towel and quit.

Seeing this, the underling in the back seat spoke again, "However, manager, I don’t think your old classmate is doing as poorly as you think."

"When we were buying things, the big guy in charge of weighing and packaging kept looking at your old classmate with a gaze I find hard to describe. It was like a mix of respect and fear."

"It was similar to the look that intern Xiao Zhang had when he was scolded by the chairman last time, as if there was a huge status difference between the two people."

The underling in the back seat finished speaking

with a serious look on his face.

Hearing this analysis, Hou Liansheng was also taken aback, blurting out in confusion, "Huh? He couldn’t possibly have become a village official here, could he? I’ll have to check when I get back."

After saying this, Hou Liansheng squinted his eyes.

He had thought his old classmate was not doing well and had discreetly ordered his subordinates to look after him.

Could it be...

That he was being overly concerned?