The one in Ye Cheng's hand was a little thinner than his arm, but it could still be considered a large sea cucumber.
Holding Ye Cheng in his hand, the sea cucumber nervously squirted out a thin stream of water, twisted its body, and was full of energy.
Because this thing has little offensive power and virtually no ability to defend itself, sometimes when you finally find one on the beach, you'll discover it's dead. Seafood, seafood, most seafood is only valuable when it's alive.
Ye Cheng happily tossed the sea cucumber into the bucket, feeling that his 80 luck points today might actually work.
The puddle wasn't big. Ye Cheng stirred the water slightly, and there was movement inside again, with bubbles coming out.
Ye Cheng took the shovel and dug out a conch. The conch meat was all stretched out. Ye Cheng squeezed it with his hand, squeezing out a large amount of water, which was pressed back by the conch meat, and the conch closed up.
This is a cat's eye snail, about half the size of a palm. Cat's eye snails are not considered expensive seafood, but they are delicious and are a popular seafood variety.
Ye Cheng casually tossed it into the bucket, picked up a shovel, and scooped around in the puddle a few times, but there was no movement. It seemed there was nothing left.
Looking up, Ye Cheng noticed a small hole on the beach, from which water was still seeping out.
There might be something in here. He crouched down and carefully pried open the hole with his hands, and a small stream of water rushed out.
Hehe, little thing, you've been exposed.
Ye Cheng grabbed the shovel and dug down ten centimeters, but still couldn't find anything. Could this be another sea cucumber?
But it doesn't look quite right; it might be a razor clam.
Razor clams are fast, so according to beachcombing techniques, you have to dig in their path to catch them.
Ye Cheng estimated the location, found the right spot, and dug down hard, and sure enough, he found a small hole.
He reached in, grabbed the clam shell, and pulled it out forcefully.
A giant razor clam, over ten centimeters long, fell into my hands.
Although razor clams aren't as famous as sea cucumbers, they're not cheap at all. The best part is, they're delicious. Just a simple stir-fry with scallion oil makes them easy to peel. The meat is delicate and soft, and Ye Cheng usually just slurps them up – so delicious!
Ye Cheng continued along the beach looking for another puddle. This puddle was a bit bigger, and two huge sea cucumbers were lying on the bottom, probably out to stretch their legs. Ye Cheng didn't even need a shovel; he just picked them up with his bare hands.
It's really about picking up seafood.
These two are even bigger than the previous two, and the barbs are a bit prickly to the touch; they feel heavy in your hand.
Over there, Xiao Hu shouted again, "Brother, another sea cucumber! This place is great!"
Good my foot! If it weren't for this lucky aura, do you think it would be any better?
If it were really that easy to find them, this place would be full of fishermen by now, earning more than a day at sea.
There were still quite a few goods hidden in the large puddle in front of Ye Cheng. He dug out two smaller sea cucumbers and a few cat's eye snails.
In just a short while, the bottom of the small bucket was covered.
There weren't many small holes on the beach here, but he still found a long trail.
Following the long footprints, Ye Cheng went over and was pleasantly surprised to find that there was also a patch of small holes, probably forty or fifty of them.
"Little Tiger, come over here, there's plenty of food here," Ye Cheng called out.
"Here it is, brother." As soon as he heard there was something to buy, Little Tiger took off running over.
"Look at this area. I just caught a king razor clam. I reckon there are a lot of king razor clams here. With so many, we'll have plenty to dig up."
"Ah, there are king razor clams? What are we waiting for, bro? Let's get started!" Little Tiger's eyes lit up when he saw the king razor clams.
Without waiting for Ye Cheng to finish speaking, they immediately started digging.
He had much more experience in beachcombing than Ye Cheng. He was much more skilled at finding holes than Ye Cheng, who had only dug two holes while this guy had already dug four or five.
However, the yield was low, with only two king razor clams found, while Ye Cheng's side had almost every kind.
"Brother, I found that I can dig up goods very easily with your shovel today. Is this shovel blessed?" Xiao Hu wasn't stupid. He had already dug up quite a lot in just a short time today.
"Your house was blessed so you'd kill more animals? You're just lucky." Ye Cheng quickly dispelled his thoughts; the system was a secret and couldn't be revealed to just anyone.
The two of them dug up more than thirty king razor clams in this area, a pretty good haul.
Next, the two swept along the beach from puddle to puddle, and basically every puddle had something.
In just over an hour, their buckets were full.
"Take a break and have a smoke." Ye Cheng's back and legs ached; he still lacked exercise.
The two walked to the beach, found a large rock to sit on, and lit cigarettes.
The sea breeze feels so nice on my skin.
The waves kept crashing against the rocks on the shore. This unbeatable sea view is better than anything you could pay for.
After smoking a cigarette, Xiao Hu checked the time. "Brother, my second uncle will be picking us up in about an hour. Shall we get some more?"
"Hmm, did you bring the snakeskin bag? Take it out, let's take another stroll on the beach and look for sea cucumbers. It seems like there are a lot of sea cucumbers here."
As Ye Cheng spoke, he stood up, and suddenly his eyes darted to the opposite reef.
As the waves receded, the underside of the reef was revealed, where a gray seashell was crawling around, its flesh protruding from its shell.
Ye Cheng jumped into the seawater, squatted down and looked down, and exclaimed, "Damn, abalone!"
What a huge abalone!
Ye Cheng gave it a strong pry and broke the abalone off.
"Wow, bro, there's abalone too!" Little Tiger exclaimed.
Abalone goes without saying; it's an absolutely precious seafood, priced purely according to its size—the larger the abalone, the more expensive it is.
Abalone are generally sized by the number of heads. The small abalone farmed in later generations cost only a few dollars each, but the one I have now probably has four heads, which is considered a very large abalone.
"Check quickly, there must be more."
With abalone on the table, Xiao Hu stopped smoking and quickly jumped down, circling the rocks. "Brother, there's one here too, but it's a bit smaller."
Xiao Hu is holding one in his hand, which is probably an 8-head one, half the size of Ye Cheng's.
With abalone, why would you need sea cucumber?
Ye Cheng now deeply understands the elementary school text about picking up the watermelon and losing the sesame seeds. Damn it, if there's abalone, of course you'll go for the abalone first!
If he hadn't brought the snakeskin bag, he would have thrown away those few cat's-eye snails.
The two circled the rocks by the sea and found more than twenty abalone of various sizes, which Xiao Hu threw into a snakeskin bag.
It's a bit unfair to them, as such expensive seafood was packaged in a snakeskin bag.
There aren't many rocks here; you can walk around them in one go.
"That's about enough. Let's go to the beach and see if there are any sea cucumbers. We don't have much time left." Ye Cheng estimated the time.
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