Aqing was getting anxious: "This is so strange today, why are these little fish causing such a ruckus?"
Wu An was also quite helpless. They had already changed to larger fishhooks, but it was no use. These small fish were like madmen, eating the bait and then crashing their bodies into the fishhooks.
Are they going to poop or not?
One pull and they remained silent.
Almost an hour has passed, and I've already caught nearly a bucketful of small fish. I'm not tired at all, but there's not much fun to be had.
Old Mai wasn't in it for the money, but he also found it boring.
Wu An glanced at the fishing rod; it had only 1 point of luck left.
The fact that I haven't run out of luck after fishing for so long shows just how worthless these fish are.
I fished for another ten minutes or so.
The fishing rod's luck finally ran out.
After thinking for a moment, Wu An took advantage of the break while changing fishing spots to add 1 point of luck to each of the three fishing rods. He dared not add any more.
The reason he added 1 point was simply because he was unwilling to give up.
Small fish are swarming around here.
Where's the big fish?
Then who should you ask?
The three of them changed positions, but the situation remained the same.
He was depressed.
He stared at the fishing rod, lost in thought. After pondering for a while, he came up with a reason: First of all, there must be a lot of small fish around here.
Secondly, it might be because of the added luck factor, attracting fish indiscriminately.
The smaller fish is the least stable, so it was attracted to it?
Or perhaps... it's because the fishing rod is no good?
He plans to go back and change his equipment, getting a better fishing rod.
Turning my head, I saw Ah Qing and Lao Mai smoking, and the fish were still coming up one after another, but because the fish were too small, they could be pulled up without any effort.
The two of them were smoking as they pulled the fish up, it was incredibly frustrating.
It took a while for my luck points to run out.
As the three fished at a slower pace, Aqing put down her fishing rod and said, "Brother, I don't want to fish anymore."
"The tide is going out now."
"How about we go beachcombing on the island?"
Wu An was hesitating about whether to use the luck points when he heard what A Qing said, and he couldn't help but think about it. Last time, when he and A Qing went fishing, small fish were swarming around the bait, but they had a pretty good catch when they went beachcombing.
I only have 17 luck points left, I can't afford to waste them like this.
He looked at the uninhabited island not far away, where gentle waves were washing over the rocks. He nodded and said, "Okay, let's go take a look."
"If we can get to the island, let's go beachcombing."
They didn't bring any beachcombing equipment, but they already had some on the fishing boat, probably Guang Liangjun's. There were rakes, screwdrivers, tongs, and shovels—basically all the tools, although some were rusty.
Old Mai caught a fish, pulled it up, and saw it was a small sea bass. He sighed and gave up, saying, "Fine, I'll go beachcombing with you."
Ah Qing said, "Old Mai, beachcombing is also a lot of fun."
Wu An smiled.
Old Mai steered the boat over, circled around a bit, and found a suitable spot to land on the island. The three of them jumped into the sea, where the water was almost up to their chests.
The waves weren't rough; one wave came crashing in, and the three of them used the momentum of the surge to easily walk onto the island.
Old Mai also picked up a large piece of foam, which he would need later.
The tide is still receding. If they are unable to get back to the boat in time when the tide comes in, they will have to use foam as a boat to get back to the fishing boat.
Otherwise, swimming across would be too dangerous.
Don't ask if bubbles are safe.
At sea, there is no such thing as being 100% safe.
Wu An helped carry the things and said, "Old Mai, I didn't know you had this skill."
Old Mai chuckled, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth, and said, "What's so special about this?"
"I worked even harder when I was younger for filming."
"I even worked on smuggling ships..."
Wu An and A Qing became interested and asked him to tell them about it.
Old Mai smiled, and the three of them walked and talked. Wu An listened and gave him a thumbs up. No wonder Old Mai was still willing to stand up for what he did when he was younger. Reporting the hospital director was nothing compared to what he did when he was younger.
Aqing was walking ahead when she suddenly called out, "Brother, look ahead, look ahead!"
Wu An looked closely and saw a large expanse of reefs in front of him.
The rocks are all large, layer upon layer, forming a hillside from top to bottom.
Near the tide, the rocks slope gently, and as the tide washes back and forth, you can see many protrusions on the rocks.
Aqing ran over quickly.
Holding the shovel, he scooped it up with a "snap," then held it up and shouted excitedly, "Brother, it's a stone tooth! It's a stone tooth!"
Wu An and Lao Mai walked over.
Wu An took it, examined it, and said, "It really is a stone tooth."
Stone teeth is their local name; it also has a more prestigious name: General's Hat.
Old Mai also took it over, looked at it, and said, "At first glance, I thought it was abalone."
Wu An smiled and said, "Some people actually call it golden abalone. Look at its color, golden yellow, how beautiful."
"However, this is not abalone, but a type of snail."
Aqing said happily, "This will sell for ten or twenty yuan a pound."
"It's worth much more than miscellaneous fish."
"Moreover, there are so many stone teeth here. Look around my feet, there are 1, 2, 3, 4... I can't even count them all."
Wu An nodded, also pleased.
The densely packed general's hats—digging them up would definitely be more profitable than fishing for small fish.
Aqing asked in confusion, "How come there are so many stone teeth here?"
Old Mai explained, "Don't be fooled by the fact that this island isn't far from the sea; getting on it isn't that easy."
"The waves are not big today, and the tide is going out at this time, so it's easy to get to the island."
"Not everyone is so lucky."
Wu An chimed in, "Yes, if we hadn't failed to catch any fish, we wouldn't have thought of coming to the island to take a look."
"Let's start digging right away."
He took the shovel, held it close to the edge of the general's hat, and with a forceful shovel, sent the hat flying. He asked, "Old Mai, have you ever done this before?"
Old Mai shook his head: "It looks pretty simple."
Wu An said, "It's quite simple."
"The main thing is to be fast."
"If you can't shovel it off in one go, the general's cap will stick to the reef, and it will take a lot of effort to get it off."
Old Mai nodded and tried to shovel it down.
The first attempt failed, but when they tried again, just as Wu An had predicted, the shell came off, but the meat remained firmly attached to the rock.
Wu An's blessing of luck to the three of them consumed a total of 9 points.
If you're quick, you can finish in about 3 hours.
If all goes well, we might be able to get back to the town's dock before dark.
After being blessed with good luck, the shovel becomes like it's been blessed; it can easily remove the cap meat with a light touch, and the cap meat that is shoveled off is extremely succulent.
Aqing picked up a general's hat and exclaimed happily, "Look at this one, it's as big as my fist!"
Wu An smiled and nodded, saying, "That's right, such a big one will definitely have a high unit price."
The reefs here are very large. Besides the 'General's Hat' snails, there are also many other whelks. These whelks are quite large, generally about the size of an egg, and they can fetch a good price.
Shovel it up as soon as you see it.
Wu An felt like he was plowing a field, moving forward slowly and laboriously, unable to go fast at all, because there were too many general's hats and spicy snails.
He was too lazy to bother with the ones that grew in the cracks between the rocks and were difficult to remove.
That's a huge waste of time.
In that time, he could have shoveled several shovelfuls already.
It seems the system's luck stat is what got him to come to the deserted island to go beachcombing.
OK.
The east side is dark, but the west side is bright.
As long as it makes money, that's fine.
Who cares?
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