A dozen minutes later, large and small sand pits were left on the beach where Bai Yu had walked, and the once flat beach now looked like it had been chewed by a dog.
Actually, Bai Yu didn't want things to be like this, but since most of the seafood she encountered was shellfish.
If it's a shellfish, it will remain on the beach when the tide goes out, and the only way for the white fishermen to catch it is to dig sand pits in the sand.
Actually, Bai Yu's approach is already quite good. At least when he digs up seafood, he will backfill the sand he dug out. Although he can't fill it perfectly, it's still better than not filling it at all.
If you don't believe me, you can look at other parts of the beach, the places other beachcombers have passed through, and they look worse than if they'd been chewed by dogs.
Until Bai Yu encountered a different breathing hole on the beach. Why was this breathing hole different? Because right next to it, there was a small red flag stuck in it, as if someone had marked it specially.
This puzzled Bai Yu greatly. In this day and age, is it still common to mark ownership by planting flags when going beachcombing? He had never heard of such a practice before.
Bai Yu looked around and found no unfamiliar beachcombers within a fifty-meter radius, meaning the person who planted the flag wasn't there.
Since the person isn't here, the contents of this breathing hole are his. According to his estimation, this breathing hole belongs to a razor clam, and the razor clam inside is quite large, at least a king-level razor clam.
After all, beachcombing is not like mountaineering. What you find here is seafood, not wild ginseng from the mountains. What good is planting a flag? Anyone can dig it up whenever they want.
Bai Yu then took out a sand shovel and drew a death line on the beach. Five seconds later, Bai Yu stared blankly at the things in the sand pit.
The thing in the sandpit was indeed a razor clam, at least from its appearance it was definitely a razor clam, but unlike ordinary razor clams, this thing was particularly, particularly large, and thick and big, which was very different from the razor clam king he had expected.
"Did someone put these here? What idiot would put imported razor clams here? Is this just a staged photo?"
Looking at the large razor clam in her hand, as thick as a baby's arm and over ten centimeters long, Bai Yu was speechless.
This peculiar scene inevitably reminded Bai Yu that someone wanted to use this razor clam for a staged photo shoot. What kind of staged photo shoot? It must be for a video of beachcombing.
Are the people who come up with this trick stupid? What kind of imported giant razor clams would they use to impersonate local ones? And these razor clams are so big, yet their breathing openings are extremely small, which doesn't match their size at all.
While Bai Yu was still in a daze, three people were running quickly toward them from a distance, one of whom was carrying a video camera.
"Hey, are you out of your mind? Who told you to dig up our razor clams? Put them back in right now! Didn't you see this area is marked? Are you blind?"
The loud noise attracted the attention of many people gathering seafood on the beach, including Wang Hai and others, who also looked at the group rushing towards them.
When the three men ran up to him, Bai Yu looked them up and down. The three men were not very old, at most twenty-five or twenty-six years old. The one in the lead was carrying a plastic bucket in one hand and holding a sand shovel in the other, pointing at Bai Yu.
"Bring me your sand shovel, and don't point it at me, or you'll regret it."
Facing the three menacing figures, Bai Yu showed no fear whatsoever, since the beach they were on was a public area, and there was no such thing as a private space.
Moreover, apart from being a bit older than him, the three people opposite him had no other advantages over him.
He was at most 1.7 meters tall, with skinny arms and legs, and was not even in the same league as the 1.8-meter-tall sports student.
"Hey, you little brat, you think you're in the right for digging up our stuff? Who told you to dig up our clams without our permission? If you've already dug them up, what are we supposed to dig up?"
As the leader spoke, he moved closer to Bai Yu, trying to shove her.
As for his confidence, it might be because the other side had more people.
"I said you can say whatever you want, but don't lay a hand on me. And I said who buried this thing in the sand? You guys are so unprofessional. Don't you know this kind of razor clam isn't a local product? Who are you trying to fool with a video of this?"
Besides, since you're planning to stage a photoshoot here, you should at least send someone to keep an eye on things. Since none of you are here, it's just a matter of whoever digs it up gets to keep it.
After hearing what the person opposite said, Bai Yu understood what was going on. He had said that the razor clam shouldn't be here. Sure enough, someone had done something wrong.
"What we do is none of your business. Just tell us what to do now. You've ruined the scene we worked so hard to create, and you have to give us an explanation."
Seeing that Bai Yu had seen through his staged photo shoot, the guy didn't care at all. Instead, he wanted Bai Yu to give them an explanation.
"Explanation? What explanation? What business is it of yours to me to go beachcombing on this beach? You haven't done your job properly and you want an explanation from me? You must be overthinking it."
Bai Yu ignored the other party's demands for an explanation. He threw the razor clams he had just dug up onto the beach and prepared to go to the next place to continue his beachcombing.
Seeing that Bai Yu was about to leave, the three of them exchanged glances and prepared to step forward to stop her. Just then, Wang Hai and his two companions, who had been paying attention to the situation, also came over.
"Brother Yu, what's going on? What do these three people mean by this? Are they here to cause trouble?"
Li Shuang stood behind Bai Yu and looked at the three people opposite him with an unfriendly expression.
"It's nothing serious. These three were just staging a video. I accidentally dug up the razor clams they buried. You wouldn't believe it, they were using foreign razor clams, the kind that look obviously fake. I don't know what they were thinking."
Bai Yu briefly spoke to Li Shuang and the others, shaking his head as he spoke, clearly showing his disdain for them.
And that was indeed the case; Bai Yu truly looked down on the other party.
After all, as a fellow blogger who films beachcombing videos, Bai Yu's videos are all genuine beachcombing experiences, and the harvest in each video is a gift from nature.
But what they did was not only use seafood they bought to pose for photos, but they also did it in such an unprofessional way, using razor clams, which are not native to China, to pose for photos. Isn't that just insulting the intelligence of their fans?
The three people opposite him looked terrible when they heard Bai Yu's mocking words; their faces turned pale and then red.
But when they saw that Bai Yu and the other two were four people, and all of them were tall and strong, they didn't dare to say anything more.
After all, they were no longer outnumbered, not to mention outsized. They could only grit their teeth in resentment, pick up the razor clams from the ground, and prepare to leave.
But before they could finish speaking, Bai Yu called out a few more words to their retreating figures.
"Hey buddy, here's a piece of advice: instead of wasting time on all this fancy stuff, you'd be better off just strolling around this beach. A little more walking around will eventually make you a video. Faking things won't last."
After Bai Yu finished speaking, she didn't care about the other party's reaction, grabbed her things, and left.
Despite the antics of these three, Bai Yu's interest in beachcombing remained unaffected. In his words, these people were merely passersby in his life, and whether he would ever see them again after this encounter was anyone's guess.
There's no need to let these people affect your mood; it's not worth it.
Bai Yu, shovel in hand, searched the beach again and soon made another discovery: a breathing hole, about the same size as the previous one.
Using the same auxiliary line, Bai Yu dug out a razor clam about the thickness of a middle finger with a few shovelfuls. Looking at the clam, Bai Yu nodded, "This is the kind of big razor clam we have here."
As they walked along the beach, Bai Yu and his companions spotted Hu Tao and his group. The four of them were walking along the shore, with one of them occasionally bending down to do something.
"Brother Yu, what are Brother Tao and the others doing? Can they really find something by walking along the coastline? Are they picking up seafood that's just been washed ashore by the waves?"
"I'm not sure. If you want to know, you can go and ask. Anyway, we're all on the same side, so asking won't be a problem."
As soon as Bai Yu finished speaking, Li Shuang picked up his bucket and happily trotted over.
Five minutes later, Li Shuang returned with several small scallops that looked like melon seeds.
"Brother Yu, Brother Tao and the others are catching these on the shore. They say these are called sea cucumbers. There are a lot of them on the shore, and they've already collected several buckets."
Bai Yu glanced at the sea snails in Li Shuang's hand. These scallops were called *Clamus scintillans*, and were named sea snails because they were small and resembled melon seeds.
These things are indeed plentiful on the coast, but catching these sea snails is physically demanding and requires patience.
"These clams are pretty big, but unfortunately we can't have them. To catch them properly, you need a strainer."
Clams are usually found in the sand, and a strainer is an essential tool to separate them from the sand. Otherwise, if we try to pick them up one by one, we wouldn't collect many even by dark.
"Brother Yu, I noticed that Brother Tao and the others didn't bring any strainers; they were using fishing nets to filter the sea snails. Do you think we could use fishing nets to filter the sea snails too?"
“Using a fishing net for filtration would work, but does anyone have one? I certainly don’t.”
That's true. Bai Yu and the others decided to go beachcombing on short notice, and they came to a sandy beach instead of a rocky one.
Therefore, when preparing things, Bai Yu naturally did not prepare a fishing net. If it were a rocky beach or mudflat, a fishing net would definitely be one of the essential tools.
Although Bai Yu had already said that, he still led the remaining people toward Hu Tao's direction.
There was no way to catch sea snails anymore, but that didn't mean he couldn't go over and get some for free. He was sure his cousin Hu Tao wouldn't mind.
Just as Bai Yu had expected, Hu Tao wasn't bothered by his coming to freeload on the clams. He directly scooped several kilograms of clams from his bucket and gave them to Bai Yu.
Bai Yu wanted these sea snails not only because they tasted good, but also because they were a great snack to accompany drinks.
He planned to find a restaurant to cook these clams later, and then eat them while playing games when he got back to his dorm that night.
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