The island's trading post is the liveliest place. Fishing boats of all sizes are preparing to set sail. Fishermen shout and call out. Tourists arrive by ferry, playing and frolicking, looking full of energy.

There are fishing spots on both sides of the island's trading post. After the fishing boats go out to sea, the fishing spots are empty, so you can stay on the island's trading post and fish for shrimp and crabs. There is often more marine life around the island's trading post.

Upon seeing the island's trading post, Lu Wuyai was about to run over and find a seat.

Lu Wuyai grabbed her and shook his head: "Don't rush, let's have breakfast first."

"What do you want to eat? Do you want to eat June Yellow?" Lu Wuyai's eyes lit up, his face full of anticipation.

Lu Wuyai said with a smile, "This is today's lunch or dinner. I'll make you a big squid side dish after I catch the squid."

Lu Wuyai was completely baffled: "Crabs like the June Yellow Crab are only eaten for their freshness. How come you haven't eaten for two days?"

“I pickled it,” Lu Wuyai said. “Who told you this crab is best eaten fresh?”

"Isn't that right?"

Lu Wuyai shook his head: "No way, how could it be fresh? Fresher than hairy crabs and red snapper? In fact, that's not the case. June Yellow crabs are suitable for pickling because their shells are soft and their entire bodies can absorb the aroma."

Liu Xiaole and his wife set up another breakfast stall at the entrance of the village. Lu Wuyai ordered a bowl of tofu pudding with two large fried dough sticks; that was his breakfast.

The tofu pudding is white and delicate, topped with green cilantro leaves, orange-red dried shrimp, purple seafood gravy, and red chili oil, all mixed together to create a delicious flavor.

Lu Wuyai tore the golden-yellow fried dough sticks apart, threw them into the tofu, mixed them together, and ate them with relish.

The local tofu is filled with dried shrimp and pickled seafood, completely different from what you find elsewhere. Served with fried dough sticks, it has a very unique flavor.

After eating and drinking their fill, the boats at the island's trading post left their posts, and rocky protrusions jutted out from the opening. These things usually caused the boats to stop. When there were no boats, it was a naturally good fishing spot.

Gu Yuxin led Lu Wuyai to the island's trading post and sat down at the fishing spot at the very front.

Some tourists also came to fish, so I sat down next to them.

At this moment, someone from the village came over and wrote out the bill: "20 yuan per seat per day, sir, please pay."

The tourist was very dissatisfied: "This is also charged for. I was just testing the waters."

"Of course we'll take the money; these are things from our village."

The tourist then pointed at Lu Wuyai and said, "Then why didn't you take his money?"

He was repeatedly questioned, and the tourists' resistance infuriated the indigenous residents. He glared angrily at the tourists, ready to explode.

Lu Wuyai waved his hand, suppressing his anger, and politely said to the tourists, "Sir, this island trading post was built by our village itself, and it was built with a loan. Just like toll roads, we also have to pay off our debts."

As he spoke, he took out forty yuan and distributed it to the indigenous residents.

The tourist felt helpless but also thought it was reasonable. Seeing that he had paid, he gave him 20 yuan as well.

Lu Wuyai said to the indigenous residents, "Brother Dong, please be more patient. If you work in the service industry, you must have the attitude of a waiter and never argue with tourists."

The large and round-figured Li Mudong said with a smile, "I didn't argue with him. He made a good point. I will be even better in the future."

He was big and strong, and had a terrible temper. Li Zhijie let him collect the fishing fee because he liked his appearance, and the tourists probably wouldn't dare to disobey him.

Lu Wuyai scoffed at this. Li Zhijie knew nothing about tourism, nor how to utilize the village's resources for development.

After hearing Lu Wuyai's words, Li Mudong's expression softened considerably.

Seeing this, Li Qianying, who was repairing a ship at the island's trading post, said with a smile, "Yangzi, you have authority now. Dongzi can't convince anyone. This is the first time I've seen him listen to others like this."

Lu Wuyai laughed and said, "Uncle Ying, what are you talking about? I didn't reprimand him. I just chatted with him for a few minutes."

As he spoke, he took out the tools he had prepared.

Lu Wuyai also prepared a tool, a bamboo tube: "Cephalopod mollusks, like squid, squid like to drill holes, right? Look at the bamboo tube I prepared, is it useful?"

Lu Wuyai smiled slightly and said, "Squid isn't an eel, so why would it like to crawl into bamboo tubes so much?"

Lu Wuyai retorted, "Don't think I'm ignorant. When I visited the Shanghai Museum, I saw a Tang Dynasty porcelain jar. It was salvaged from the sea. There was a squid inside it back then. Could it be fake?"

Lu Wuyai nodded: "It should be true, squid really do use these bottles and jars to make nests."

“But,” he continued, his tone shifting, “have you ever seen anyone see a hole and immediately make it their home? Do you see a house and make it your home? For a squid to recognize your bamboo tube as its nest, it needs at least a week to familiarize itself with it. Do you have that much time to spend with it?”

Lu Wuyai said dejectedly, "Oh, I see. What should I do then?"

Lu Wuyai shook the fishing line in his hand and said, "Use this."

The thread in his hand was very simple, a thin but strong thread, nothing else.

Lu Wuyai asked, bewildered, "What do you mean? It's like Jiang Taigong fishing, waiting for those who are willing to take the bait."

Lu Wuyai said, "The hook is here."

He took out a large fishhook from his pocket and tied five fishhooks together back to back, forming a five-clawed anchor shape.

After tying it up, he called out to Li Mudong, "Brother Dong, give me the tinfoil from the cigarette box."

Li Mudong tucked the last two cigarettes behind his ear, then tossed the cigarette pack to him, laughing as he said, "Fishing for sea hares."

“Okay.” He said, taking out the foil from inside and wrapping it around the anchor handle. It shone brightly when the sun shone.

Lu Zhizi was still puzzled: "Sea hare. Isn't it for squid fishing? There can be sea hares by the sea."

Lu Wuyai put the fishhook into the seawater and let it sink to the bottom of the sea, saying at the same time, "Squid is a sea hare, that's what we all call it."

Lu Wuyai finally found a place to show off: "Haha, you're wrong. Teacher Lu is going to give you a lesson. Sea hares are gastropod mollusks, while squid are cephalopods. They are different. Completely different."

Lu Wuyai was genuinely unaware of this. He cooperatively raised his hands and said, "Thank you, Teacher Lü, for the enlightenment you have received."

Upon seeing this, the little count (the dog) immediately crouched down, raising both front paws together. He bowed in a similar manner, but it looked more like a bow.

Yuan Yuan (the cat) did the same thing, curling his little body into a fluffy ball, his two little paws waving together, just like that.

This is the function of the golden pearl; it endows animals with an extremely strong talent for imitation. Lu Wuyai has discovered that if they are interested in what they are doing, they will learn it immediately.

Immediately, another female tourist's eyes lit up: "Wow, this cat is amazing!"

Lu Wuyai knew that Yuan Yuan (the cat)'s meows were not impatient at all, but rather quite terrifying, and would slap a stranger if he got close.

To avoid hurting anyone, he put Yuanyuan (a cat) from a certain area on the island in his pocket, so that Garfield could be kept as a cup cat when it grew up.

Lu Wuyai held the fishing line and rhythmically shook his wrist.

The girl next to him wanted to tease Yuan Yuan (the cat), but couldn't find him, so she watched him go catch squid.

Seeing him shake his wrist like that, she asked, "Handsome, do you have Parkinson's disease? You need to get it treated as soon as possible. You must be strong."

Lu Wuyai practically threw the fishhook at her face: "What Parkinson's syndrome? I'm only in my twenties."

The girl looked completely innocent: "Then why were you shaking your wrist? Fishing requires peace and tranquility. You need to think, 'I am a stone, I am a stone...'"

“I’m not Vasily, I’m holding a fishing line, not a sniper rifle,” Lu Wuyai said helplessly.

The girl smiled awkwardly: "You've seen it."

Lu Wuyai said, "Yes, I've already seen it. Besides, we're in the countryside, not on Mars. With the help of the internet, theoretically speaking, we might have seen what you've seen."

The girl blinked her big eyes and said coquettishly, "Oh, why are you angry? That's not what they meant. They just don't understand why you were shaking your wrist. By the way, where did your meow go?"

And so, Lu Wuyai became entangled with her, which gave him a huge headache.

The young man next to the big-eyed girl was a little jealous. He stared at Lu Wuyai from the moment he came up, his expression changing, as if he was looking for a topic to embarrass Lu Wuyai.

This prevented Lu Wuyai from catching squid in peace. Lu Zhizi laughed at just the right moment, saying, "Hey, beautiful lady, what eye cream are you using? It matches your skin tone perfectly, and why is your lipstick so pretty?"

The big-eyed girl's attention was immediately diverted: "I don't use lipstick, this is lip gloss, Chanel just released it..."

Lu Wuyai couldn't understand what the girl was saying. She quickly rattled off a series of technical terms. He recognized every single word and letter, but he couldn't understand them when they were put together.

Lu Wuyai helped him resolve his worries, and he finally calmed down.

After a while, he felt the fishing line sink and quickly pulled it back.

When the fishing hook was pulled up, a squid the size of his palm appeared on it.

The girl with big eyes shifted her attention back: "Wow, that's amazing, such a big squid. It's not unbearable at all."

Lu Wuyai gave a wry smile: "This is a squid boy."

He just said that, in this respect, it's not a big squid, but it's not a small squid either.

After removing the squid, Lu Wuyai moved to another spot, put the fishing hook down again, and then shook his wrist.

After a while, he caught another squid. This squid was bigger, about the length of a child's arm.

Seeing him catch squid again and again, Lu Wuyai became interested and said, "Let me try."

Gu Yuxin handed him the fishing line and said, "Throw the fishing line hard, put the hook on the seabed, and feel it. Stop when the hook touches something."

"Then, you need to shake your wrist rhythmically. Nudibranchs are benthic species. They like to live on the seabed and feed on small fish and shrimp."

"You flick your wrist, the fishhook jumps, and the foil on it reflects light, which is very similar to the small silver fish on the seabed. It is the favorite food of sea hares."

Lu Wuyai nodded, indicating that she understood that her wrist was weak after all, and it lost its strength after shaking for a while, and the rhythm was also wrong, sometimes fast and sometimes slow.

Lu Wuyai thought for a moment, then bravely grasped her wrist and whispered, "This is not right."

Protected by a large hand, Lu Zhizi's wrist suddenly trembled a few times, and her cheeks immediately turned red.

Lu Wuyai pretended not to see and said seriously, "You have to lift the rope up and then loosen it. You have to have a rhythm. You have to fool the squid."

After the lesson ended, he withdrew his hand.

Lu Zhizi was clearly a bit careless; the rope behind her was pulled taut. She pulled it up a few times before realizing something was wrong: "A squid has taken the bait."

She excitedly pulled the rope out, but it took a lot of effort, which made her even happier: "I caught a big squid!"

The fishing hook surfaced, and a chubby figure appeared.

This thing looks a lot like a squid, except its head isn't long; it's oval-shaped, almost capsule-like. Like a squid, it also has several tentacles, and its color is reddish-brown. If you don't look closely, you can't tell the difference between them at all.

Just as Lu Wuyai was about to snatch the item, he pulled her into his arms and turned around, saying, "Damn it, Shi Ju."

He moved so fast that those around him only saw a flash before their eyes as he pulled Lu Wuyai into his arms, his back to the round thing.

Almost as soon as he turned around, a stream of black ink spurted out from the round thing that had emerged from the water, landing on his back with a 'plop'.

Someone shouted, "It's an octopus!"

Yes, this is an octopus, which locals call a stone chrysanthemum.

Octopuses and squids are related. Both are cephalopod mollusks, but they are not the same species. The specifics differ, which often leads to confusion.

In the Coconut Grove Village area, squid are commonly called sea hares, and octopuses are commonly called stone octopuses. Fishing for sea hares and fishing for rocks are both activities to pass the time, but few people like the latter; most people go fishing for sea hares.

One reason is that both squid and octopus have ink sacs, but squid have a poorer ink-producing capacity, while octopuses have a much stronger one. When they are caught and stimulated, they squirt a lot of ink, which gets onto people's faces, making it difficult for them to get up.

However, the ink was harmless to the human body. Lu Wuyai quickly helped Lu Wuyai take off his clothes and said to him, "It's alright, but it's a pity that the clothes are gone. I probably can't wash it off."

The two were busy cleaning the ink stains off their bodies, and the fishing line was thrown aside.

The young man next to the girl with big eyes was also quite interested in the activity. Seeing that his girlfriend was even more interested, he wanted to show off in front of her, so he asked, "Handsome, can I borrow your fishing hook and fish and the line?"

Li Muyang nodded: "Okay."

The young man enthusiastically lowered his fishing hook, then, imitating Lu Wuyai, shook the rope.

Lu Wuyai squatted at the island's trading post, soaking his clothes in seawater; he needed to wash off the ink stains as quickly as possible.

Washing clothes with seawater will damage the fibers and cotton, but that's the result of multiple washes; once or twice is fine.

He was washing clothes when the young man over there suddenly shouted excitedly, "Damn, I caught a big squid! Quick, get your phone out, let's take a picture and show it off in a bit!"

As he spoke, he pulled out the fishing line.

There was something on the hook, but it wasn't a squid; it was another octopus.

This octopus was much bigger than the one Lu Wuyai had caught before. Its head was bigger than an adult's fist, and its tentacles were like small sausages.

The young man reacted quickly. Realizing it was an octopus, he didn't pick it up immediately, but instead shook it in the water first.

The octopus was stimulated to squirt ink from the water, turning the surrounding seawater black. This way, if the young man lifted it up again, it would no longer be able to squirt ink.

The young man, holding the octopus, glanced at Lu Wuyai triumphantly and said, "Buddy, fishing like this is quite fun... Ouch."

He touched the octopus, which was terrified. Several tentacles left the hook and crawled onto his right arm.

Seeing this, he quickly tried to grab it with his left hand, but the octopus wrapped its two tentacles around his left arm.

Lu Wuyai was taken aback and quickly exclaimed, "!"

The young man, realizing what was happening, wasn't scared. He laughed and said, "Oh, is that so? Why do you need a girl to take my picture, damn it. Fuck it. Fuck it."

Things weren't as simple as he thought. The octopus not only stopped clinging to his arm, but it also climbed up his arm and quickly reached his neck.

Just then, it suddenly extended its tentacles, two of which pierced the young man's nostrils and one of his mouth.

The young man panicked. He tried his best to shake off the octopus, but the octopus's attachment was too strong, and he couldn't get rid of it at all.

Instead, because his face was covered, the young man spun around twice in his original subconscious state and accidentally fell into the sea with a 'plop'.

A gasp of surprise erupted on the beach, and the expressions on the faces of the locals changed dramatically: "Boldly refuse to kill!"

Catching an octopus at the island's trading port was an accident. Octopuses are different from squid and cuttlefish. They prefer the deep sea. The waters at the island's trading port are shallow, and they are rarely seen.

In fact, fishermen mainly use fishing nets to catch cephalopods. Squid fishing is not common, and octopus fishing is even rarer.

Besides the fact that squid has less ink and octopus has more, the more important reason is that octopus is more resilient than squid.

When Lu Wuyai catches squid, he can only catch it by using his hands to break the surface of the water, but catching an octopus is much more dangerous. It will wrap itself around a person's arm to fight back, and even, like now, it will climb onto a person's head and use its tentacles to block a person's nostrils.

Octopuses do this out of instinct, as do squid and cuttlefish, just as Lu Zhizi said, they like to live in burrows.

Lu Wuyai previously explained that cephalopods need to become familiar with the entrance of the burrow before entering, but there is another reason why they enter the burrow without waiting to become familiar with it: they are frightened.