Out to beachcombing again! After two days of strong winds and rain, Chen Zhiyao's family rested at home for two days, and then went out to sea early on the third day.
After a typhoon, a lot of seafood is usually washed ashore by the waves.
To secure a good spot, the family got up at 4:30 a.m. and arrived at the pier by 5:00 a.m.
The tide was just receding, and from afar you could see a huge crowd on the beach, everyone busy collecting seafood.
The pier was bustling with activity, as many people rushed out to fish or go to the nearby islands to go beachcombing.
There must be a lot of people on the nearby islands. Chen Zhiyao and her friends had already discussed it yesterday, and today they were going to Windmill Island, which was a bit further away.
Windmill Island is located right in the wind's eye, so after a typhoon, even more seafood will be blown ashore.
When the fishing boats first set sail, you could still see many fishing boats fishing in the nearby waters.
The further you drive, the fewer fishing boats you see. When you get near Windmill Island, there's only their family's fishing boat.
Before any other fishing boats arrived, the group quickly set down gillnets, fish traps, and shrimp traps in areas with abundant catches.
It's the season for eating shrimp, so Chen Weiqiang brought an extra 10 shrimp baskets.
Four nets and 30 cages were set up in the sea area in front of Windmill Island in no time.
Just as Chen Zhiyao had set up her fishing gear, she saw a fishing boat approaching from afar.
“A fishing boat is coming this way, let’s go ashore first.” With that, she walked to the wheelhouse and steered the fishing boat to the seaside.
The group arrived early, and at that time, there was no one else on Windmill Island except for their family.
Just as Chen Zhiyao and the others picked up their tools, they discovered that the fishing boats that had come from behind had gone to the other side of Windmill Island.
The island is quite large, and the two countries do not interfere with each other.
At this time, the tide had receded by half, revealing large stretches of sandy beach.
Even without using X-ray glasses, you can see that the beach is full of seafood washed ashore by the waves.
The ground was covered with conches and shells, as well as various fish that lived in the deep sea, which dazzled the eyes and stirred the heart.
Chen Zhiyao turned on her X-ray glasses and looked down to find a large patch of clams in front of her to the left. The beach at the foot of the clams had receded early and looked somewhat dry, with all the clams buried in the sand, leaving only tiny breathing holes.
These little guys are not very big, but their numbers are enormous; they are almost everywhere in the surrounding area.
"There are lots of clams here, everyone come quick!"
While shouting loudly, Chen Zhiyao turned off her X-ray glasses, then took out a strainer and started working hard.
In no time, the large strainer was filled with clumps of "sand".
Chen Zhiyao got up to find a water pit to wash her clothes, only to find that no one was coming.
Looking ahead, she saw that everyone was busy picking up all kinds of seafood on the beach and had no attention to her at all.
However, she didn't pay attention and quickly walked to a puddle, putting the strainer in to sift and wash the contents.
When clumps of sand come into contact with water, they become loose and scattered. After a few shakes, the sand is carried away by the seawater, leaving only small and cute sea snails.
These clams are milky white and look quite nice after being washed, with a jade-like texture. The cleaned clams were located far from the seawater, and the surrounding sand was dry and very hard.
Chen Zhiyao spent a lot of effort to sift and wash out all the sea snails in this large area.
However, the harvest was quite good; it filled more than half a bucket, containing over 20 kilograms of sea snails.
Besides clams, Chen Zhiyao also dug up several kilograms of yellow clams and two blue crabs lying on the sand.
All of these things together make a full bucket.
She added some seawater to the bucket and soaked the small seafood in it.
This made the bucket much heavier.
Chen Zhiyao glanced at the coconut trees not far away, bent down and carried the heavy bucket to a shady spot under the trees.
Immediately afterwards, he grabbed a new bucket, turned on his X-ray glasses, and continued his treasure hunt on the beach with great enthusiasm.
Soon, she found a swimming crab huddled in the sand in a small puddle.
Like a conditioned reflex, before she could even react, she had already picked up the big guy.
"Wow, these are quite big, but not very fat."
Despite complaining that the crab wasn't plump enough, Chen Zhiyao happily tied it up and put it in the bucket.
She had only taken a few steps forward when she discovered several more breathing holes. Looking down, she saw that they were filled with bamboo clams as thick as a finger.
"As the weather gets warmer, there are more razor clams on the beach."
As she spoke, Chen Zhiyao, holding a salt shaker in one hand and a sand shovel in the other, quickly approached the little ones.
First, shovel off some of the top layer of sand. Be careful with the pressure when shoveling the sand, and try not to block the breathing holes.
Then spray some salt into these breathing holes, and you can wait for these delicious razor clams to come out on their own.
Salt fell rapidly into these breathing pores like snowflakes, and then the razor clams wriggled and scrambled out.
Seeing the razor clams that had walked right into her trap, Chen Zhiyao chuckled and pulled them all out.
This sand has a lot of breathing holes, and besides razor clams, there are also quite a few clams and moon clams.
In less than 10 minutes, she had harvested more than four kilograms of razor clams and several kilograms of razor clams.
As for moon shells, they were too cheap, and the purchasing stations weren't very willing to buy them, so she simply ignored them.
She'd be better off spending that time finding more valuable seafood.
After the typhoon, there were many oysters on the beach, and each one was particularly large.
These oysters clearly came from a nearby oyster farm; they were thriving there, but the typhoon blew them away.
Looking at the oysters scattered all over the ground, Chen Zhiyao couldn't help but feel sorry for them.
"It seems that running a farm is not easy. If a typhoon comes, all the work done this year will be for nothing."
These oysters had rolled around in the sand and were completely inedible. Chen Zhiyao shook her head and walked on.
At this time of year, you can find anything on the beach. After walking for a short while, she picked up several ribbonfish that should have lived in the deep sea.
She even found two stingrays that weighed several pounds each.
As soon as she arrived at the place where the sea meets the beach, she saw a small white flower.
Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a transparent sea anemone. Although sea anemones appear to be above the seawater, a large portion of them is actually buried deep in the sand.
Once it senses danger, it will quickly retreat into the sand.
Chen Zhiyao quickly replaced the sand shovel in her hand with a pair of universal tongs, and easily pulled the thing out completely.
I just picked up a conger eel that looked fairly fresh, and when I looked up, I saw a beach in front of me covered with snails.
When Chen Zhiyao ran over and saw what was happening, she became even more excited.
It turned out that besides the snails, there were also a lot of whelks and yellow clams mixed in. A whole patch of snails and snails! "We're rich! Come over here quickly, there are so many snails, whelks, and yellow clams!" Chen Zhiyao's excited voice suddenly echoed across the entire beach.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com