The Typhoon on the Ledger
The Typhoon on the Ledger
At four in the morning, the seafood wholesale market. Old Chen squats in front of a box of ribbonfish. Flashlight in his teeth. Beam on ice. Xiao Lin stands beside him, phone glowing. Weather app says typhoon may land. Xiao Lin says, "Don't buy. What if it gets stuck." Old Chen doesn't look up. He pulls a cigarette pack from his pocket, tears it open, writes on the back: probability 40%, loss 8,000, no typhoon profit 12,000, cold storage 3 days, two buyers. He hands it to Xiao Lin. "You calculate." Xiao Lin punches numbers. Old Chen says, "Buy half. Buy insurance. Leave half for Old Li." Xiao Lin asks, "What if the typhoon comes." Old Chen says, "Then we lose. After losing, we keep going." He stands. Knee cracks. Takes stomach medicine from his pocket. Swallows two dry.