After finishing his tea, Wu An got up to leave.
My brother and sister-in-law saw me off at the door.
Old Meng was smoking at the door and greeted him. Wu An hummed a little tune and walked briskly towards the old house.
Wu Ping and Mei Yueqin returned to the courtyard and asked, "Dad, do you believe that A'an has changed for the better now?"
Wu Yingwei nodded.
Wu Ping asked, "Then why don't you say more?"
Wu Yingwei took a sip of tea and said, "What's there to say?"
"We can't help him much, so we might as well say less."
"If you ask me to say that it's not as easy to make a living in a village as it is in a big city, that would be like pouring cold water on his enthusiasm."
"I thought that if he went to university and stayed in a big city, there would be more job opportunities and he could earn more money, and it would be easier for him to make a name for himself."
"Nowadays, there's no way to go to university, so I can only make a living in the village."
“If fishing and beachcombing could make a lot of money, everyone in the village would be rich, so how come there are still so many poor households?”
He doesn't talk much, but when he does, not a single word is wasted.
Mei Yueqin couldn't help but say, "Then you should help Erzi more."
"He finally agreed to do something serious, so don't let him lose heart."
Wu Yingwei glared at him: "I would never do anything to abuse my power for personal gain."
Wu Ping was dejected.
He is a living example.
Mei Yueqin felt a little uncomfortable and said, "You don't need to abuse your power for personal gain. I think Erzi can make a name for himself on his own."
Wu Yingwei didn't say anything, and carried the teapot back into the house.
...
Wu An returned to the old house.
The door was found to be half open.
I rushed inside and saw that the newly bought table and chairs were still there, and the electric fan was still by the bedside. I breathed a sigh of relief.
These are the only things worth stealing from this house.
The wind picked up at night, and it made the door bang against the wall.
This broken door absolutely needs to be repaired.
He remembered that a typhoon was coming soon, which delayed his departure from Xiaoxi Village for several days.
It was around that time that he heard about the migration of blue crabs. It seemed that only a few people had noticed it, and that the migration was almost over.
"So...did the passage of the blue crab happen before the typhoon arrived?"
Wu An barricaded the door with bricks and lay on the bed, pondering the situation.
This is a great opportunity for him to make a fortune.
You absolutely can't miss it.
Besides this major event that is relatively recent, he also has many other stories in his memory about making a fortune unexpectedly.
Why do I remember so much?
This is all thanks to my dad.
After his father passed away, he returned home, but he missed everything and could only kneel down and kowtow before his father's memorial tablet to offer incense.
His older brother and sister-in-law didn't like him, so he temporarily stayed in his father's room and found his father's notebook.
The notebook is mostly filled with my father's work records, such as so-and-so discovering seafood on a deserted island, most of the villagers following along, and some kind of danger or conflict arising.
For example, someone fished with a longline in a certain sea area, caught a certain type of fish, and caused a certain incident.
How did Dad handle it in the end? Most of them were trivial matters.
Wu An didn't sleep that night, spending the entire night looking through the pages, as if he could see his father writing by the lamp.
Even now, he still remembers many things and jokes that it's practically a diary of getting rich.
Now, this has truly become a diary of making money. He can seize the opportunity and be the first to try something new by recording many events in the notebook.
But these early opportunities aren't easy to seize; they require money.
For example, in a certain sea area, if you want to fish with longlines, you first need to have longlines. In some sea areas, you need to contract them out. And if you want to go out to sea, there is a prerequisite.
That means you need fishing boats.
Fishing boats can be borrowed or rented in the short term, but if you want to use them for a long time, you definitely have to buy them. A fishing boat is a big purchase, just like buying a car or a house.
For fishermen in particular, it means owning property.
All of this requires money; without capital, nothing can be done.
He must accumulate initial capital as soon as possible.
Thinking of this, he suddenly sat up in bed. Why bother sleeping anymore?
There are still eight points of luck left to use today.
Although the tide is rising now, it's not very strong. If you really want to find seafood, you can still find it. Moreover, after the tide rises, some seafood will be washed ashore with the waves.
Some daring fishermen will even come to the beach at high tide.
Sit down whenever you feel like it.
Wu An may not have much else, but he has plenty of drive.
Pick up the headlamp and put it on.
I put on my clothes and gloves, grabbed a bucket, and threw in all the usable tools for beachcombing, including tongs, rakes, and sand shovels, and also took a snakeskin bag.
Who knows what you can find at the beach these days? Bring everything you can, because it would be a hassle to come back and get it if you need it and forget it.
Call Aqing.
It turned out that Li Juan answered the phone. She said that A Qing had been busy all afternoon and only went to sleep after dinner. Wu An quickly said that she should go to sleep, as he had only gone out to go beachcombing.
After hanging up the phone, without Aqing by his side, he had no choice but to go beachcombing by himself.
Go out.
Soon we arrived at the Yellow Beach. The tide rose and fell, washing over the sand. The tide was not very strong, but rather gentle. If you weren't there to make money by beachcombing, but just to stroll along the beach and enjoy the scenery, it would be a very leisurely and pleasant experience.
But Wu An had no time to enjoy it.
Head west.
It's a rocky beach with jagged rocks. Because there are so many large rocks blocking the seawater, the tide becomes quite turbulent at high tide.
If you can't go beachcombing on the rocky beach, you can go to the mudflats instead.
Wu An shook his head.
Deciding not to join the crowd, after his and Aqing's harvest, plus the villagers' thorough search over the past two days, although the mudflats are large, it will probably be difficult to find seafood there anymore.
If he goes, he might gain something.
Let's wait for the "blue crabs to pass through".
Now that the villagers can't get seafood from the mudflats, their enthusiasm has waned, and they will definitely leave the mudflats. Then he can go there to pick up the leftovers.
Then head east.
Heading east leads to the pier, essentially crossing most of the village. There's a rocky beach bordering the neighboring village there, and beyond that is a sandy beach. However, the sandy beach there is rather poor, with many small rocks mixed in, making it unsuitable for tourism development, but it's an easy place for seafood to hide.
The only downside is that it's too close to the neighboring village, and sometimes disputes and conflicts arise over seafood. The "feud" between the two villages has accumulated over time, and they will still dislike each other even if nothing has happened.
It wasn't until the two villages were merged that some conflicts disappeared, but many more conflicts arose, many of which were recorded in my father's notebook.
This minor hidden danger is no big deal for Wu An.
At worst, we can just fire a shot and move on to another location.
The further east they went, the brighter the village lights became, making the beach appear even darker. After passing the rocky shore, a small light caught Wu An's attention.
There were actually people gathering seafood.
Holding a headlamp, it couldn't possibly be that they were taking a walk.
Wu An muttered to himself as he strode over.
Hearing footsteps, the other person abruptly looked up, as if startled: "Who's there?"
Wu An replied, "Wu An."
Then, shining the headlamp over, he saw the other person, paused slightly, and exclaimed, "It's you..."
The girl opposite him didn't recognize him and asked warily, "Do you know me?"
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