"Comrade Ling, why are you here on the mudflats so early in the morning to say goodbye to you little clam babies?"

Guard Ma, leading a group of his men, was the first to arrive at the mudflats. He stood with his hands on his hips, lit a cigarette, and looked arrogant, as if he wanted to mock the clams that had died young.

To his surprise, he had just taken out a cigarette and hadn't even put it in his mouth when he was so shocked by the cooler outfit of the burly man opposite him that he dropped the cigarette.

"Commander Zhou... Commander Zhou? Are you possessed by a ghost?"

Ma rubbed his eyes before he could confirm that the man dressed like a Hong Kong opera singer was indeed Zhou Jiuzhen!

Zhou Jiuzhen's previously upturned lips instantly drooped, his eyes sharp enough to pierce. "Have you ever seen such a righteous ghost? Tell me, what do you wicked thugs want so early in the morning?"

"We're here to discuss a deal with you, of course..."

Guard Ma turned his face away, trying not to look at the eye-catching figure, and got straight to the point without wasting words: "As long as Comrade Ling goes to see our master today, our master said that he will give you more time to wait for the clam harvest before taking back the mudflats."

These clams are like Ling Huanwu's first child.

Guard Ma was certain that Ling Huanwu would agree to their small condition in order to ensure the first batch of heart-shaped clams could grow up smoothly.

You should know that their master waited all night and couldn't eat or drink.

To everyone's surprise, Ling Huanwu didn't even look up at him, and waved him away, saying, "No need, no need. We can complete the handover smoothly before this evening. As for your master, I won't see him!"

After Ling Huanwu finished speaking, she ran past him towards the group of villagers behind her, excitedly shouting to Qiao Hui, "Engineer Qiao, come quick! I have something good to show you!"

The villagers, who had been slouching, suddenly widened their eyes and all looked at Qiao Hui, who was walking at the front, their eyes burning with gossip.

What good thing do you want to show Engineer Qiao?

Qiao Hui, who had been on the verge of tears, suddenly straightened up, his face flushed red, looking like a high-ranking official being teased by a courtesan.

Zhou Jiuzhen, who was behind him, was just wondering what was wrong with his outfit when he saw Ling Huanwu run towards Qiao Hui like a madwoman, shouting that she was watching over his good stuff.

Zhou Jiuzhen was completely numb.

Yesterday she said she would show him something nice, but he didn't see anything nice and cried all night. It was so embarrassing.

He hurriedly followed, afraid that if he was even a step later, Ling Huanwu would rush straight into Qiao Hui's arms.

However, from Qiao Hui's and the villagers' perspective, it was a completely different story.

Then, the stunningly beautiful Ling Huanwu came running, followed by a giant green toad demon, chasing after the pretty woman like a toad trying to devour a swan.

Qiao Hui and the villagers immediately went on alert and raised their iron rakes.

It wasn't until the toad gave Ling Huanwu a bear hug and pulled her up from the stone that everyone realized that the "toad spirit" was actually their Commander Zhou, who usually only seemed to wear a military uniform.

The villagers all got goosebumps.

Lin Xiaoqin even unscrewed the lid of the teapot containing houttuynia cordata herbal tea and poured the tea onto her eyes to wash them, shattering her previous illusions about this idol leader.

As soon as Zhou Jiuzhen helped Ling Huanwu steady, he looked up and met the indescribable expressions on everyone's faces.

Ling Huanwu was still immersed in immense joy. As soon as she stood up, she rushed over and pulled Qiao Hui towards the mudflats. "Qiao Gong, come and see the clams we've raised. We won't be opening the beachcombing area today. Let's get people to collect the clams right now. Yes, let's call the villagers from the next village to come and work together!"

She excitedly pointed to the clam field in front of her and said these unrealistic things.

Everyone thought she was talking nonsense because she was upset.

The villagers all followed, wanting to offer a few words of comfort.

Qiao Hui stared at the mudflats with shining eyes, and obediently swung his iron rake into the mud. Clams, each as big as an egg, leaped out of the mud.

It was heavy when I picked it up, and it fit perfectly in my palm.

The villagers who followed were all stunned by what they saw.

A wide-open mouth could fit more than a dozen clams that were just as big as the one just now.

The guard, who had just been rejected and was still in disbelief, finally came to his senses.

He clenched his fist, turned around, and continued his brainwashing speech to the villagers who were huddled together with their mouths agape, "Don't be too sad, you all look so mournful. Our master isn't heartless. As long as Comrade Ling goes over and has a good talk with our master, he'll let you raise these little clams for a while longer..."

Ma, the guard, spoke until his throat was dry.

But the villagers were still staring wide-eyed, as if they had been subjected to some tremendous shock, and the whole world seemed to have been put on pause.

Just as Ma, the bodyguard, and his men were curiously stepping forward to investigate, Qiao Hui, who was surrounded by the crowd, suddenly raised the large object in his hand, as if raising a flag and shouting victory on the battlefield.

"Our Shitou Village breeding farm is going to be a big success!"

The first rays of dawn rose above the horizon, like a divine intervention, and the beam of light struck Qiao Hui's raised hand.

Looking around.

The clams gleamed in his hands.

Guard Ma froze on the spot, along with his group of subordinates behind him, all staring dumbfounded at the enormous clam that was beyond their comprehension, questioning their existence.

When they came yesterday, the clams on the mudflats were too small to fill their nostrils.

In the blink of an eye, the size was enough to shut their shocked mouths.

Qiao Hui quickly climbed onto the reef, took out his work point book, and began to divide the work into groups and assign areas. "Aunt Liu, Xiao Qin... you go to the first area, and... you go to the second area..."

After making the arrangements, Qiao Hui looked at the village chief, who was still in a daze, and said, "Village chief, please make a trip and quickly call other production teams to come and work on picking clams. If other villages are also willing to come and work, we welcome them too. Make sure to collect all the clams on the mudflats by today!"

The village chief finally snapped out of his daze at the miracle and nodded repeatedly before running off to call for help.

In no time, the entire mudflat was filled with people.

Ma, along with his men, was squeezed out of their way by the ever-flowing villagers.

He stepped on a clam that was hard to walk on. He bent down and dug it out. It was even bigger than the clam that Qiao Hui had just held.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible! It must have been injected with some kind of hormones. How could a small clam turn into a giant clam in just one night?"

"It's definitely hollow inside, yes, it's definitely hollow..."

Guard Ma muttered to himself, and to verify his guess, he crushed the seashell with his bare hands.

The plump, white clam meat filled the entire shell, and as it burst open, the clam meat seemed to protest, splashing water all over Guard Ma's face.

"ah!"

As if he had seen a monster, the guard screamed and fainted.

Meanwhile, villagers from other villages arrived, cursing and swearing, muttering that the people of Stone Village had gone mad, saying that their village's clams could fetch a good price.

Until they saw the incredibly large clams on the mudflats...