Starting to go to the sea: I really didn’t want to be a sea king

After staying in the city for another two days, Chu Xi got used to school life.

On the third day, Chu Yang took the ferry back to the island.

When he arrived at the yard, there was no little sister making noise, it was empty, and he was really not used to it at once.

Chu Yang stayed for a while, watered the loofahs and cucumbers that had already grown vines and started to climb the racks, and put some farmyard manure on the pepper and eggplant trees, and then went out.

At the purchasing station, it was still a busy scene.

Erhu called the number, Sun Qingjun was entertaining the guests, Uncle Hu weighed the goods, He Xijun kept accounts and paid, and those who did not have numbers but were called sat on the benches in the yard and chatted.

Now the "Chu Yang Purchasing Station" on Zhui Ri Island has become famous. Not only is the price fair and fair, but it never cheats anyone, and everyone who has used it praises it.

Moreover, there are many people here. Even if they don't sell fish, those idle men and women are willing to come here to sit. The courtyard of the He family has already replaced the banyan tree at the entrance of the village and gradually become the village information exchange center.

Chu Yang walked along the way, and his aunt, sister-in-law, uncle, and grandfather greeted him along the way.

Of course, they couldn't say anything polite.

"Hey, Ayang is here. Aunt's fish pond has just been cleaned. Do you want to go to Aunt's house for a meal tonight? I'll make fish head stewed dumplings for you."

A middle-aged woman wearing a blue cloth shirt and shoulder-length hair invited loudly.

Her name is Zhao Jinhua. Her husband is the team leader of the fourth group in the village. She was there when Aunt Sun invited us to dinner last time.

"That's great." Chu Yang replied with a smile.

"I say Jinhua, why don't you invite us to eat when you clean the pond? It's not good to just call Ayang." An old woman next to him interrupted.

"That's right, as the saying goes, nothing tastes better than dumplings, and nothing is more fun than a sister-in-law. You, the aunt, want to treat Ayang to dumplings. Do you still want to be a sister-in-law?" Another old woman said.

Chu Yang was sweating. Although these old women are not well-educated, they are like old sows with bad omens when it comes to dirty talk.

Not to mention, it rhymes.

"Get lost!"

Zhao Jinhua was not easy to mess with. This level of dirty talk was like tickling through her pants. She grinned and scolded:

"Do you usually eat less fish in my pond? They all went into the dog's stomach, right?"

Her family was well-off in the village. Usually, if someone had guests at home, they would come to her house to get a fish or something, and she would say nothing.

"Ayang is a college student. He came back to his hometown to help you make a fortune. You old people still have the nerve to squeeze him. You are all those cowards who eat with a bowl in hand and curse when you put down the chopsticks..."

After a while, Chu Yang walked to the backyard.

In the corner, a small dog was wagging its tail like a propeller, and was burying its head in eating rice.

In the bowl was porridge made of small fish, which was so fresh.

All country dogs are like this. Basically, they eat whatever people eat.

Tsk tsk tsk~Potato~tsk tsk tsk~Come here!

Chu Yang gently dusted his feet and made a sound that was only used to call dogs.

Potato noticed the movement and heard the sound, raised his head, and his chubby little face and nose were covered with fish porridge, and his black eyes looked at Chu Yang.

The next moment, it ran over with its butt sifted.

"Fuck, don't lick me, it's all goo..."

Wash the pants with a water press, and rinse Potato's dog face by the way.

The little dog may not have been exposed to cold water, and was so excited that it kept humming and barking.

"Don't bark, don't bark, I'll take you to the beach to play."

Chu Yang patted the dog's head and said.

"Oh, oh, oh..."

"Sister He, can I borrow your tools for a while?"

"Okay, they're under the stairwell, you can get them yourself."

Chu Yang walked through the hall and found the stairwell.

At this time, under the corner platform of the stairs in the countryside, in order to maximize the use of space, a small room, storage room or toilet will be built here.

There is usually an even smaller "room" next to it, which is usually used as a nest for chickens, ducks or puppies.

The stairwell of He Xijun's house was converted into a storage room, where various farm tools and sea-hunting tools were placed.

Chu Yang searched for a while, found the shovel, clamps and scoop net, and went outside to get a red plastic bucket, put the potatoes in the bucket, and ran away with the bucket.

"Boo-boo-boo..."

Potato was lifted in the air, humming as it swayed.

Chu Yang went to the North Shore beach, where he had already accumulated several treasure chests, but they were all black iron, so there was no start. A treasure chest could only have a few tens of thousands of yuan at most.

But this is actually the normal life of fishermen. Things like plum blossom ginseng, giant clam, and ambergris are all accidental phenomena, and a few thousand or tens of thousands of yuan a day is the real income.

Other fishermen: Do you want to see what you are talking about?

Arriving at the North Shore beach, Chu Yang started from the nearest black iron treasure chest.

[Black iron treasure chest has been opened, reward: randomRefresh marine economic creatures (normal), capture time limit: 60 minutes. 】

The next second, a 300-meter-long light band was reflected on the beach under his feet.

Chu Yang put down the bucket, took the shovel in his hand, and dug in the sand without looking for it deliberately.

After a few shovels, a big lump was picked up by the sand shovel and fell on the sand. It was a shell.

"Ang ang ang!"

When Potato saw something falling out, the pastoral dog gene in his body was instantly awakened. He ran over with four short legs. When he ran over, he raised his butt and lowered his front legs, posing an attacking posture and roared.

But its voice was too tender, it sounded like a baby voice, and it had no deterrent power, but it made people want to rub its head.

Chu Yang smiled slightly, walked forward and picked up the palm-sized shell.

"Oh, this thing again."

Sea clam!

Also known as Xishi tongue, Guifei tongue, and Guifei clam, it is a specialty of Zhanggang and is worth quite a lot.

Chu Yang had opened this thing before, picked up 300 kilograms, and sold it for 38,000 yuan. It is definitely a masterpiece in the black iron treasure box.

Chu Yang was also excited when he encountered a good start.

Throwing the first sea clam into the bucket, Chu Yang continued to dig and dig on the small beach.

The second one, the third one~

Chu Yang was like a farmer who planted potatoes in Siberia, working hard on his own land.

About seven or eight shovels, you can turn out a big "potato".

The little dog Potato followed behind Chu Yang's buttocks. Seeing that it swung the shovel quickly and kept turning out sea clams from the sand, the confused puppy eyes turned around and seemed to understand something.

It walked forward two steps with its short legs and head down, its nostrils flaring, and suddenly stopped on a piece of sand, turning back and barking at Chu Yang.

Seeing that Chu Yang was busy working and ignoring it, Potato simply ran over and bit its trouser leg with its sharp teeth.

"Don't make trouble, I'm working."

Chu Yang shook his legs gently.

But Potato just wouldn't let go, as if he wouldn't let go if you ignored him.

"Hey, you dog."

Chu Yang laughed and scolded, squatting down and stroking its dog's head.

Potato then let go, stretched out its pink tongue to lick the back of his hand, and then swayed its butt back to the piece of sand just now.

"Ang Ang Ang!"

Chu Yang understood a little bit now.

"You mean, there's something under here?"

He walked over, thrust the shovel down, and the next second he felt the tip of the shovel hit something hard.

With another pry, a large sea clam of seven or eight centimeters was lifted out.

"Hey, you dog, I didn't expect you to be useful besides eating."

Chu Yang was happy.

Dogs are good friends of humans. Dogs have very sensitive noses. Professionally trained dogs can find objects, search and rescue, and even detect drugs. Chu Yang knew all this.

But he thought it was an adult dog, and it had to be specially trained.

I didn't expect that Potato, who is so young, could learn this unique skill without a teacher.

It's really a chosen working dog.

"Good job."

Chu Yang patted Potato's butt, "Keep going, I see if you can really find it, or you're just lucky."

As if he understood what Chu Yang meant, Potato lowered his head and walked two more steps, and suddenly stopped.

Chu Yang hurried over, dug twice with a sand shovel, and turned out a slightly smaller sea clam.

"Haha, okay."

Chu Yang nodded with satisfaction.

He looked like an American farmer who saw his human-shaped farm tools working.

"Very good, keep looking, Potato."

Although the density of clams refreshed by this system is high, it still takes some time to find them. It takes seven or eight shovels to turn over one, which makes his arms and waist sore.

With Potato's assistance, he just needs to wait behind and dig, which makes it several times easier.

After receiving praise from his master, Potato became even more excited, and his thin little tail shook out a phantom.

"Ang ang ang!"

On the beach, the sun stretched the figures of a man and a dog.

...

An hour later, Chu Yang sat on the beach with his legs wide apart, holding the kettle and drinking tons of water.

"Ang woo ang woo ang woo~"

Potato leaned against his legs, sticking out his tongue, and humming weakly.

"Come, drink some too."

Chu Yang poured some water in his palm and put it in front of Potato, who immediately started to drink it.

After feeding it some water, Chu Yang rubbed some on its fur, and the latter immediately wagged its tail happily again.

After resting, Chu Yang turned his eyes to the pile of clams behind his buttocks and was worried.

"There are so many, how can I move them back?"

Although he was alone today (Chu Yang and Chu Xi dug together last time), he was very happy.Potatoes were added, and the clams dug were even more than last time. It was estimated that there were 400 to 500 kilograms.

After thinking about it, I still had to call someone.

I called Uncle Jun, and the other party didn't say anything after answering the phone, and asked him to wait.

After about 10 minutes, Chu Yang heard the roar of a motorcycle engine.

Looking back, an open-top three-wheeled motorcycle carrying several people was speeding from a distance.

A few dozen meters away from the beach, the tricycle stopped, and the people on the car turned over and walked quickly towards Chu Yang.

"Ayang!"

"Uncle Jun!"

Chu Yang took out a half-smoked Furong Wang, gave Sun Qingjun a cigarette, and distributed it to Erhu and Uncle Hu.

"Why are you all here? One person is enough."

"The work at the station is almost done, and we thought it was okay, so we came together." Erhu replied with a smile.

Uncle Hu's attention also fell on Chu Yang's back. When he saw it, his eyes widened immediately.

"Mother Serin, this, this, this... is this a sea clam? Was it dug on this beach?"

After Chu Yang's affirmative answer, Uncle Hu still shook his head in disbelief and muttered:

"How is it possible? How is it possible?"

Someone on the island had picked up sea clams before, but at most they were a few kilograms.

This thing is very rare, otherwise it can't be sold at such a high price.

He knew how long Chu Yang had been away from the station. In just over an hour, he got four or five hundred kilograms?

Even if you go to someone's farm to pull hard, you may not be able to get so much.

He also heard from Erhu that his new boss had a bit of luck, but this was too exaggerated.

Is he really Mazu's illegitimate child?

"It's not just me who picked them up. There's also Potato. He can follow the smell to find the clams buried under the sand. I just need to follow him to dig."

Chu Yang said with a smile.

Potato heard his name, and his little tail wagged quickly, and his head was held high.

"Ang ang ang!"

"It?"

Grandpa Tiger took a closer look at the little dog that had been eating and drinking at the purchasing station for the past few days, and he couldn't see anything special about it.

"Ang woo~"

"Okay, hurry up and clean up, don't let those old women in the village see it later." Chu Yang urged.

"Yes, yes, yes, hurry up and clean up, if you let those old women see it, they will definitely get entangled."

Erhu nodded in agreement, and at the same time pushed Grandpa Tiger.

Four or five hundred kilograms of clams, it looks like there are so many when piled up, but if you really spread it out in the bucket of the tricycle, it is only half a foot deep.

The main weight of this thing is on the shell. The main component of the shell is calcium carbonate, or lime in layman's terms, so how can it not be heavy?

Fortunately, the shells are hard enough, otherwise the ones below would be crushed if they were piled up like this.

After clearing the clams on the sand, Sun Qingjun took a shovel and stirred the sand for a while.

Don't say, these clams drilled fast enough, and he really dug out several more from the sand, hundreds of dollars.

After making sure that there were no omissions, several people climbed onto the tricycle, sat on the edge of the bucket, and rested their feet on the clams.

"Ayang, what are you going to do with these clams?" Sun Qing asked while starting the engine.

Chu Yang understood what he meant, thought about it, and said:

"How about this, I will sell these clams to the purchasing station, but I will negotiate the price with Bai Pengfei, leaving a difference of 5 yuan per catty for the station, is that okay?"

"What's the problem?"

Sun Qingjun smiled.

In theory, Chu Yang fished these clams himself. He contacted Bai Pengfei directly, and no one else had much to say.

Public is public, private is private, and you can't ask others to do something private for public benefit.

They have done their best to sell the clams to the purchasing station.

5 yuan per catty, that's 1,000 or several hundred yuan.

Now the average daily turnover of the station is between 20,000 and 30,000. If you are lucky, you can exceed 30,000, but the profit is only 3,000 to 5,000.

Chu Yang's order is equivalent to the income of seven or eight people in the station working for half a day.

After driving the car back to the purchasing station, Chu Yang's original intention was to work quietly, not to shoot, and make a fortune in silence.

But things went against his wishes. Although the fish sellers in the yard had all left, the old ladies who were chatting and gossiping were still there.

Seeing Sun Qingjun driving back in the car, they stretched their necks to look forward.

It didn't matter that they looked at it, and the eyes of several old ladies almost fell out of their wits.

"Sai Linmu, these are not sea clams, are they?"

"Yes, they are sea clams. Who stepped on such a big pile of dog shit and picked up so many good things?"

"I didn't see any boats coming to the dock. Where did you go to collect them?"

The old women were talking to each other, like ducks, drooling, so excited.

ButThey all followed the rules and didn't go forward to make a move.

This is also the reputation of the purchasing station. If it was half a month ago, someone would definitely come forward to ask for it.

But now, if there are too many, they can't grab it, and if there are too few, it's not worth it. If you offend these people who run the purchasing station, if they don't buy your seafood in the future, it will be even more unprofitable.

Sun Qingjun didn't hide it for Chu Yang, and smiled and said: "Ayang picked them up on the northern beach. I don't know what's strange. There are so many clams there today, but I don't know if there are any more now. If you want to try your luck, hurry up."

Before he finished speaking, several old women had already rushed out of the yard, and they were incredibly agile.

Seeing this, Sun Qingjun and Erhu looked at each other and laughed.

"Ayang, you still have a way. You told me to tell them if I meet someone. It really worked."

Chu Yang also laughed. How could he not know the depth of these old women? When they saw that he had picked up so many sea clams, their eyes were almost bloodshot.

Maybe some of them would be particularly thick-skinned and ask for more.

It would be wrong to give them, and it would be wrong not to give them. It would be disgusting. It would be better to share the shipping point and let those old women find it themselves.

If they find it, it's their good luck. If they can't find it, they can't blame Chu Yang.

Don't say, after Sun Qingjun's "guidance", several old women really found some sea clams on the beach. Each of them could get a few taels, which is worth thirty or fifty yuan.

This stimulated them even more. They turned over for a long time under the scorching sun and plowed hundreds of meters of beach.

As a result, several of them got heatstroke and were sent to the town health center for intravenous drip.

At last count, the money from the sale was not enough to pay for the medical expenses.

…

Here, Chu Yang and his friends had already loaded the seafood onto the boat, and drove off the dock in a small sampan and headed for the city.

When they arrived, Bai Pengfei and Cai You, who had received a call in advance, were already waiting at the dock.

"Where are the clams? Where are the clams? Show them to me!"

Bai Pengfei shouted as soon as they met.

Chu Yang asked Sun Qingjun and Erhu to move the things out.

Soon, baskets of clams that had been simply picked were moved to the dock.

One basket~

Two baskets~

Three baskets~

"Sai Linmu, there are more than last time."

Bai Pengfei rubbed his hands, his eyes bright as light bulbs.

This kind of good stuff can be sold for cash, and there is no worry about sales. Two old customers who have eaten it have called several times to ask if they have received the clams recently.

Damn, if you want to get good stuff, you still have to look at my brother Yang!