"Ah! Ah! What is this?"
"Sister, sister! Help me!"
Wearing gloves, carrying the wooden clips made by Brother Feng, and holding a wooden bucket, Ruan Yi was shouting incoherently on the beach.
They looked truly comical.
The villagers turned around and smiled kindly.
They were all used to it.
The three Ruan brothers were all strikingly handsome, making them difficult to distinguish at first...
The second brother left a deep impression on them, while the eldest brother, who was relatively weak, and the third brother, who was already agile, were able to be distinguished by the villagers.
When Ruan Meng got closer and took a look, she almost fainted from anger.
No, second brother, it's one thing to be afraid of sea snakes and crabs, but you're afraid of razor clams too?!
The second brother could tell from Ruan Meng's expression that she was speechless and disgusted.
He crept closer and said pitifully, "Little sister, it scared me!"
Ruan Meng picked one up from the sand, and the razor clam stretched out its water pipe, startling Ruan Yi again, who tilted his head back.
Ruan Yi pointed at the razor clams and said, "Little sister, look! It's naughty! Look, as soon as I looked at it, it suddenly stretched out and scared me!"
The third brother couldn't resist any longer and went closer to take a look. He was about to squeeze the razor clam's water pipe when the clam shrank back.
The third brother looked at his second brother and asked, "Second brother, why doesn't it scare me?"
The second son, without even thinking, retorted, "That's because you scared me!"
The villagers nearby chuckled when they heard this.
Ruan Meng looked at the beach and noticed that there were holes in the sand from time to time, where razor clams would pop up and then shrink back.
I don't know if it's because the tides are evenly distributed, but I didn't find any razor clams when I was beachcombing a few days ago, but now it seems like they're everywhere.
Ruan Meng was too lazy to complain about her second brother, so she turned to her third brother and said, "Third brother, can you do me a favor?"
"Little sister, tell me!"
Before long, the third brother built a clay stove with stones on the beach and took a pot out of the house.
The third brother scooped up a pot full of water, boiled it over high heat until it dried, and a layer of pale yellow crystals settled at the bottom of the pot.
"Little sister, is this... salt?"
The third brother asked, and the second brother also came over.
Ruan Meng nodded, "When sea swallows are steamed or boiled, the salt extracted contains many impurities, which can make people sick if they eat it."
"That's why the villagers live by the sea and have to buy salt from the salt fields."
"That thing you just saw is called a razor clam, a common type of shellfish, and it tastes very delicious."
"Just now, the 'head' it stretched out was actually its water pipe, with two tentacles, one being the inlet pipe and the other the outlet pipe."
"You can put fresh seawater in and drain the boiling water and residue."
The third brother's mind was filled with nothing but the word "delicious".
He asked Ruan Meng, "But it seems to be particularly good at burrowing. I just saw several of them pop up and quickly retreat back into the sand."
Ruan Meng pointed to the bottom of the pot, "Use salt."
"They are particularly sensitive to salt. If there is too much salt in the seawater, they will crawl out of their burrows and find another place to hide."
The second brother suddenly realized, "Oh! So, my sister extracted salt from the sea and sprinkled it at the entrance of the hole so that the razor clams would think that the sea was salty enough to make them crawl out of the hole?"
Ruan Meng deliberately feigned surprise, making the second brother feel somewhat embarrassed.
The third child added, "The salt we buy at home is expensive. It's extracted from the sea and then returned to the sea. My sister is so clever!"
Ruan Meng stood up and asked her second brother, "Second brother, is it still scary?"
The second brother immediately changed color, still feeling uneasy at the thought of the razor clam's suddenly extended tentacles.
The third brother stood up, abandoning any illusions, "Forget it, second brother, you boil the salt! I'll do the shoveling!"
"We've gathered enough herbs," Ruan Meng reminded him, "Second Brother, remember to collect a few more buckets, otherwise..."
I'm afraid you won't have enough to eat!
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