Starting to go to the sea: I really didn’t want to be a sea king

"Let's dig this today, get started."

Chu Yang couldn't wait to take out the short-handled shovel.

This shovel is thinner and longer than the iron shovel used on the construction site, similar to the Luoyang shovel, but flatter, and is specially used to pry oysters, abalones, shellfish, etc. attached to the reef.

Driven by money, Chu Yang has unlimited motivation. Following the cracks in the reef, a whole piece of dog claw snail is lifted up with one shovel.

Chu Xi also took a pointed pickaxe and dug on the small reef.

With the concerted efforts of the brother and sister, the large urea bag was soon half filled.

Chu Yang was exhausted. The dog claw snail hides in the cracks of the rocks and is very firmly attached. It takes all his strength to shovel it down, and it is easy to accidentally break the shell, which ruins the appearance.

Looking back at Chu Xi, he was also sweating profusely, and his slightly dry face was flushed, but he still held the pointed pickaxe and concentrated on digging out the snails.

Chu Yang pursed his dry lips and called Chu Xi.

"Xiao Xi, stop digging. Go home and get another urea bag and a bottle of water."

"Okay."

After Chu Yang's instructions, Chu Xi found a flat reef to put the pickaxe, then spread his feet and ran away like a hare.

Chu Yang pounded his sore waist, thinking that his system was really not good. Other protagonists were mermaids with dog waists and humanoids. Their physical strength was always humanoid Gundams. He was not as miserable as himself and exhausted.

But complaining was useless. He glanced at the time and found that half of the time had passed.

Keep digging!

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Shovel after shovel of dog snails was plowed from the reef to the beach.

When Chu Xi came back with the water bottle, the 50-jin urea bag was half full.

"Brother, drink some water and take a break. I'll dig for a while."

"Okay, then be careful, take your time, and don't hit your hands."

Chu Yang was also very tired and thirsty. He took the military green water bottle from Chu Xi and drank half of it. Only then did he feel that he was finally alive again.

After taking a two-minute break, he looked at Chu Xi and thought that he had to continue working.

Now he is not the second-generation demolition tycoon who always has seven-digit change in his card. He has to make money to support himself and his sister!

He worked hard and soon filled more than half of the second urea bag. The remaining capture time given by the system was only half an hour.

At this time, Chu Yang heard someone calling him.

He looked up and saw that it was Grandma Sun.

After hesitating for a while, Chu Yang still waved to Grandma Sun.

"Grandma Sun, this way."

"Why are you here? The waves are big in the reef area. You have to keep an eye on your sister..."

Grandma Sun muttered as she walked.

But when she got closer and saw what the two people were holding, she stopped talking.

Sea chicken feet!

This thing costs thirty or fifty yuan per pound when it is pulled to the dock.

Don't even mention a few waves. Even if the Dragon King of the Sea is angry, you have to scrape some and hide it in the bag.

"Grandma Sun, why are you standing there? Dig quickly. The water will rise and it will be gone."

Seeing that Grandma Sun was still in a daze, Chu Yang invited her with a smile.

"Then, Grandma, I won't be polite with you."

Grandma Sun rubbed her hands, feeling a little embarrassed.

There are also rules for going to the sea. Generally speaking, if others are already in the activity area, others have to avoid it.

It's just like fishing. You can't just run over and cast your rod when you see someone else's nest with fish. You might get beaten up if you do that.

Of course, it's another matter if you meet someone who is shameless, but Grandma Sun is obviously not that kind of person.

"Why are you saying that? You've always taken care of Xiaoxi and me. I borrowed the rice from your family in the morning. Hurry up and dig."

Chu Yang waved his hand and continued to work.

"Hey!"

Grandma Sun smiled and started digging.

Time passed quickly. Half an hour later, the densely packed snails disappeared in a few seconds.

"It's strange. There were so many just now."

Grandma Sun muttered, obviously confused.

"Who can tell? Maybe the weather has changed and they have shrunk into the cracks of the rocks." Chu Yang explained casually.

"That's right."

Grandma Sun nodded and accepted Chu Yang's statement.

The sea is like this. In the same sea area and the same mudflat, it is normal to have good goods today and no goods tomorrow.

It is very lucky to come across good goods this time.

Although there are some regrets, Grandma Sun is very satisfied with today's harvest.

She dug for half an hour, and there were more than ten kilograms of skin and grass. After washing, there were also more than ten kilograms. She could sell at least several hundred yuan at the dock.

These days, the average monthly salary of workers with proper jobs in the city is only 1,500 to 1,600 yuan.

However, compared with the harvest of Chu Yang and his sister, her harvest was nothing.That's nothing.

"Oh my god, it's so heavy!"

Chu Yang tied the mouth of the urea bag and found it was surprisingly heavy when he lifted it.

Dog claw snails are heavier than urea. A 50-jin urea bag, when filled with dog claw snails, weighs at least 70 to 80 jin.

Gritting his teeth and using all his strength, he finally carried two urea bags of dog claw snails back home.

When carrying the second bag, Grandpa Sun came to help and changed his shoulder, otherwise Chu Yang would have wanted to throw it on the road.

On the roadside, there were villagers who were resting and saw him carrying a large sack and asked curiously: "What? So many?"

"Nothing, I just picked up some snails." Chu Yang responded casually.

"What kind of snails are they? They are in such a big bag. They can't be garbage snails." Another old woman joked with sourness.

Garbage snails are also a kind of snail. Chu Yang doesn't know what the scientific name is, but the locals call them that anyway.

The reason is that this kind of snail has little meat and a large shell. A pound of snails only has half an ounce of meat. After boiling, it tastes like rubber. Aquatic product merchants are too lazy to buy it. Over time, fishermen have discarded this kind of snail.

Chu Yang ignored it. He has become accustomed to the customs in the countryside.

It is more painful to see others make money than to lose money.

If they knew that I picked up so many dog ​​claw snails, I guess they would be angry to death that night.

"I don't know if that counts as getting rid of harm for the people." Chu Yang suddenly thought to himself.

Back in the yard, Chu Yang poured the dog claw snails into the fish pond and soaked them in sea water. In this way, it would be fine even if they were left for two or three days.

After cleaning up, he went to Grandpa Sun's house next door.

Pushing open the door, he saw the old couple washing the seafood they picked up today. The biggest one was naturally the dog claw snail.

"Ayang is here, come sit down, I'll pour you a cup of tea."

Grandma Sun was about to get up to make tea when she saw Chu Yang, but he stopped her with his hand.

"Grandma, don't make tea, I came here to ask if you can help me find someone who has a boat that I can rent for a day."

"Why rent a boat, are you going to leave the island?"

"Well, I plan to sell the snails I picked up today, and go to the city to buy some things." Chu Yang didn't intend to hide it.

"Sell snails? There are people collecting goods at the dock every day." Grandpa Sun said.

"Sell to them? How much do they pay?"

Chu Yang pouted.

He had already inquired about it. Someone in the village also caught dog claw snails a month ago. The price given by the seafood collector was 35 per catty.

Isn't this a joke? The price of seafood has risen in 2007. Dog claw snails are not as expensive as in later generations, but they are definitely over a hundred.

"Can you really sell it at a good price in the city?" Grandpa Sun was also a little tempted.

After getting Chu Yang's affirmative answer, he gritted his teeth.

"Okay, Qingjun has a boat, I'll tell him and ask him to send you to the city, but..."

He rubbed his hands, "When you sell it, can you also take the things your grandma picked up with you?"

"What's the problem? Leave it to me."