Traveling Through the Stars

  Chapter 862 It's better to go back to refine

Robbie came by herself, and didn’t know anyone. He hung the bucket on the shovel and dangled it everywhere. Looking around, I saw at a glance that he came out to be lazy and didn’t work. Someone threw her a contempt. Eyes continue to work.

"You won't be able to dig shellfish back and forth like this. There is a clearing here on my side. You come here to dig." An older woman couldn't stand it anymore. He greeted Robbie, holding the shovel in both hands. A point to the open space from meters away: "That's it, you dig two shovel to see if there are shellfish."

It was good intentions, but Robbie still divided it out. She smiled and walked over. Both sides of this open space have been dug up. The area is not big, about three square meters, and there are a few grasses and plants. The seedlings are not big, so they can't grow up sparsely.

"A lot of bamboo shells were dug up on both sides of your clearing area just now. Later, when this piece of digging was almost done, they changed places." The older woman had a good temper and worked neatly. She wielded a shovel with gloves and said Continued: "You try, you should be able to dig."

  Robi made a sound, and took out his clean gloves and held a shovel to dig the pit. The soil on the river bank has been deposited in the spring and autumn floods every year, forming silt. The more the years, the darker the color of the silt. This piece of silt is light black, with little soil moisture, but dry but firm. Robbie held the shovel in both hands before digging a shovel with great effort.

  The soil was thrown aside, and another shovel was dug. With good luck, he dug out a shellfish. It was not a bamboo shell. The shell was fan-shaped and small in size. Luo Bi didn't know it. She raised it to her eyes and studied what kind it was.

"This is a kind of mussels. The nutritional energy is intermediate. There are many rivers and seldom can be dug on the shore. The quantity is too small." The older woman taught Robbie about shellfish. She is not as leisurely as Robbie said. He kept moving, picking up river shells and other things from the shoveled soil at extremely fast speed.

  She took a breath and said, “It’s hard to sell one and a half pieces.”

  Small mussels as big as cherries, one or two really can't sell, and they are not enough to stuff their teeth. Robbie threw it into the small bucket, holding a shovel in both hands, and started digging again.

"Auntie, auntie..." A little girl ran over a few meters away, her gloves were covered with mud, and she held a golden shell in her hand and held it up in front of the older woman: "Look, auntie, I dig To a golden horn shell."

  The meat of the golden horn shell can be eaten, and the shell can be used as a refining material. The price on the market is not low, and the little girl's joy is beyond words. Luo Bi glanced at each other, the ordinary style purple gauze skirt, without a piece of jewelry, the family situation should not be wealthy.

  The older woman brought Feng Shuang with a smile on her face, boasting: "It's not too small, you can dig another one and you can sell it for a hundred interstellar coins."

  The little girl was very happy to hear that, she squatted down and shoveled next to her aunt. She was young but patient, digging with a shovel followed by a shovel, and she had no time to tidy up a few strands of her hair hanging down.

  Compared with Robbie, he was a little embarrassed, holding a shovel and digging hard. The silt was not comparable to the sand on the river beach. After a while, Robbie felt distressed in his hands. This job was not easy to do, so he might as well go back and refine it.

  Compared between the two compartments, Robbie got up and left.

  "Where are you going?" The older woman thought Robbie was in a bad position, and said concerned: "Did you dig something?"

  Robi perfunctorily: "Don't go around when I am."

  (End of this chapter)