There were 40 fish traps in total, connected together, covering a 400-meter stretch of beach.
While setting the traps, they also picked up quite a few fish, shrimp, and crabs, as well as some more valuable snails and shellfish.
These fish, it's unclear when they were washed ashore, have endured countless waves, and many are in poor condition, covered in wounds of all sizes.
Some were even smashed by the waves, leaving only a fish head or body.
Fortunately, the temperature was low last night, so the food was still quite fresh.
They were selective in their picking, only choosing fish that were undamaged and relatively valuable.
However, they also picked up some that, despite being battered and bruised, were quite delicious.
I can't sell it, but I can keep it for myself.
It took the three of them more than half an hour to finally put all 40 fish traps in and collect a large number of fish.
During this time, a few people finally appeared at the dock with umbrellas.
They were all fishermen from the village, and they had only come out to check the sea conditions.
Therefore, they all came out empty-handed.
When they saw the long line made up of various seafood on the beach, they were all shocked and stared wide-eyed.
Then, his face lit up with ecstasy, he turned and ran back, not caring that it was still raining and the ground was covered in puddles.
They only regret that their parents didn't give them two more legs so they could run faster.
Not long after, they returned with their families and neighbors.
Every family, young and old, came out together.
Of course, we don't dare bring very young children out; they're all teenagers.
After all, the waves were still quite big, and children don't have a high level of safety awareness, so it was quite dangerous.
As soon as everyone arrived at the pier, the first thing they saw was the distinctive line formed by piles of seafood on the beach.
They were all immediately excited.
"My goodness, the beach is really full of stuff..."
"Quick, quick, let's hurry over and pick them up too. Some people are already picking them up. If we're late, they'll all be gone."
“It must be Feng Laosan’s two sons and Feng Laoqi. The three families live close by, and you can see them as soon as you open the door.”
"It's not like there's any kind of merchandise?"
"It's nothing more than sea snails, scallops, mussels, and oysters, and there should also be fish, shrimp, and crabs."
"Hurry up, stop nagging..."
As they talked, they quickened their pace and ran towards the beach.
"Ah, a sea bass! What a huge sea bass!"
The person running in front had just stepped onto the beach when he spotted a sea bass.
It's quite big, weighing about seven or eight pounds.
This made everyone even more excited.
Following that, other discoveries were made in succession.
"Hehe, I saw it too, a golden pomfret and a black sea bream..."
"You're so lucky... Haha, I have a big white pomfret and a catshark here, but unfortunately their heads are broken, so I'll have to keep them to eat..."
"Holy crap, a red spot! ... Damn, what a waste, it's headless..."
"What a huge whelk... Damn, it's a hermit crab. What a waste of my time..."
"So many swimming crabs, but unfortunately they're all dead..."
"Haha, what a huge mackerel..."
"Damn, you're so lucky, you beat me to it..."
Exclamations of surprise echoed across the beach.
Some people felt sorry, some were furious, and some laughed excitedly...
Everyone's first priority is to find fish, shrimp, crabs, and other high-value items.
As for the cheap items, no one bothers to even glance at them for the time being.
Picking up a few fish or crabs casually is more valuable than collecting a sack of cheap shellfish.
The coastline was simply too long, and Feng Ye and his team were unable to search it all.
Moreover, many valuable items are half-buried or completely buried in the sand.
You won't find it at all unless you look carefully.
Therefore, once others arrived, they quickly made many discoveries.
As time passed, the rain gradually subsided, but it didn't stop, continuing to drizzle.
At this time, the entire beach was packed with people, it was practically overflowing with people.
Men and women, young and old, were all busy on the beach in the rain.
It felt like everyone in the village, except for the elderly who couldn't walk and the little kids under ten, had come out to collect seafood.
Some were wearing raincoats, some were wearing straw raincoats, some were wrapped in plastic sheeting, and some men were even shirtless...
Everyone was holding various containers and tools, and they were all trying their best to fill the shellfish containers.
Unlike before when there was more to choose from, now as long as it's seafood, regardless of its value or whether it's an empty shell, it's all packed up.
When there are many people, friction and arguments are inevitable.
You stepped on my bag!
"This place is so big, why do you have to squeeze in here? What's the big deal if you step on my foot?"
"What? This is the spot I claimed first. Why are you trying to squeeze in? All this stuff is mine!"
"What do you mean 'yours' and 'mine'? These all washed up from the sea. Whoever finds them keeps them..."
Arguments like this can be heard from time to time.
There are also those who argue and even fight over a fish or a crab.
But most people are rational; they only argue verbally for a few minutes before going about their own business.
After all, seafood is everywhere, so there's no worry about not finding any.
People around only glanced at it a few times before ignoring it and focusing on picking up the goods.
Watching the excitement is nothing compared to making money.
With more people, there is greater strength.
In just half a morning, the seafood on the long beach disappeared almost entirely, as if locusts had swarmed across the land.
Instead, there were burlap sacks and bamboo baskets filled to the brim.
Everyone had a bright smile on their face as they greeted each other, showed off their haul, and inquired about how many bags or baskets each other had collected.
Some people are unwilling to let it end there and continue their search.
Feng Ye also stopped, stood up and stretched.
The rain stopped sometime ago, but the sky remained overcast and showed no signs of clearing up.
"Ah Ye, did you set these fish traps in the sea?"
Xiao Guowen walked over, pointed to the fish trap being battered by the surging waves, and asked curiously.
"Yeah, I saw a lot of scallops that had escaped when I came over this morning, so I thought I'd put some traps in to see if I could catch some."
"Of course! It's just a matter of how much, and when you plan to collect it."
"Let's bring it in after the tide goes out this afternoon; I reckon the tide will recede enough."
Today is the third day of the Lunar New Year. The tide started to recede around 1:30 pm and reached its lowest point at 7:30 pm.
However, due to the typhoon, the sea level has risen quite high, and it is unknown whether this will affect the receding tide.
It's important to know that although it's high tide now, the sea level isn't rising as much as it would normally be.
This is all due to the impact of the typhoon.
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