"Don't be angry, come and have a bag of potato chips, I'll treat you."

In the purchasing station, Chu Yang took a bag of cucumber-flavored Lay's and stuffed it into Sun Ziang's hand.

"Hmph~"

He turned around and refused to accept Chu Yang's apology gift.

"This is the nth time, big brother, you can't cheat me alone, is this how you treat your most admired and respected brother? Look at my butt, it's been beaten by my father."

Sun Ziang pulled his pants down, pointed at the two-finger-wide red marks on his butt, and complained.

Chu Yang looked over.

Don't say, Uncle Jun's attack was really ruthless, the belt marks were so dense, and they were horizontal and vertical, just like a Go board drawn on Sun Ziang's butt.

There was an inexplicable sense of humor.

"Puff~"

"Brother, you're still laughing!" Sun Ziang said resentfully.

Chu Yang quickly tightened his face, "I didn't laugh."

"You are laughing, I saw it all."

Chu Yang: "Zi'ang, I have received special training. No matter how funny it is, I will not laugh... Pu~ Pu~ Pu~ Puchi..."

"Okay, I admit that I laughed, then tell me, how do you want me to compensate you."

Sun Zi'ang: ...

"Unless you take me to pump the puddle once, I will not forgive you." After thinking carefully, he spoke.

He had heard Chu Xi say before that he and his elder brother pumped the puddle and caught a lot of good fish, so he always wanted to try it, but unfortunately his father and mother would not let him.

This time, he finally caught the opportunity of his elder brother, and asked him to plead for him, which would definitely make the two elders show mercy.

"Pump the puddle, right? Okay, then I will take you, but you have to listen to me at the beach, and you are not allowed to run around, understand." Chu Yang warned.

When Sun Ziang heard that his good brother actually agreed, he had no chance to refute. He immediately patted his chest and promised:

"Don't worry, brother. I am your most loyal hound. If you tell me to go east, I will never go west. If you tell me to sit, I will never lie down."

"What a mess." Chu Yang smiled and shook his head.

This funny kid.

Since he decided to take Sun Ziang to pump the water puddle, the most important thing must be the tools for pumping the water puddle.

Water pipes, water pumps, tricycles.

These are all at Sun's house.

He took Sun Ziang and walked back to Sun's house from the purchasing station.

It happened that Sun Qingjun was knocking shells in the yard to feed the livestock at this time, so Chu Yang said to him.

"Pump the water puddle?"

Sun Qingjun glanced at the bastard hiding behind Chu Yang, and his hands felt a little itchy again.

But Chu Yang was here, so he couldn't just do it casually, and he still had to give him face.

"Okay, I'll go with you."

As he said that, he threw the remaining half basin of shells on the ground, hit them with a hammer, clapped his hands and went to the tool room to move things.

Chu Yang sat and waited, and when he was bored, he kicked the broken shells to the side of the chicken and duck cage.

The chickens and ducks in the cage smelled the fishy smell of shells, and they stretched their necks and tried to get out.

Live by the mountain and eat by the mountain, live by the sea and eat by the sea. The chickens and ducks on the seaside also eat seafood, and all kinds of snails, shellfish and small crabs are in their diet.

Of course, those valuable ones will definitely not be used to feed chickens and ducks. They are fed with garbage snails, melon seed snails, hermit crabs, clams and other worthless things.

In the past, there were fishermen who used mud snails to feed chickens and ducks, but now the price of mud snails is much higher than that of chickens and ducks.

And the chickens and ducks fed with seafood are much better than those fed with feed.

Chu Yang had a friend in his previous life whose family specialized in seafood duck farming. According to him, his seafood ducks could be sold for 30 yuan per pound after they were slaughtered. After being processed and put on the supermarket counter, they were sold at a special price of 88 yuan per pound. They were also limited in quantity and in short supply.

"When the village develops in the future, this will be an industry," he thought.

Just as Secretary Chu was worrying about the village's century-long development plan, Sun Qingjun had already moved all the tools for pumping the water pit onto the tricycle.

"Ayang, let's go," he shouted at the door.

Chu Yang nodded, "Here we go!"

In this way, two adults and one child got on the tricycle directly and drove towards the north bank mudflats at lightning speed.

When they arrived, Sun Qingjun parked the tricycle first.

The reef beach was rocky and they had to go to the beach to find the water pit to be pumped, and then move the water pump and water pipes over.

It is actually best to pump the water pits during high tides, because the water level rises and falls sharply, so the fish brought by the high tide will be left in the water pits.

However, the tides these two days are not big, the water level is average, and many reefs are still submerged under the water, so it is not very suitable to pump the water pits.

It is only Chu Yang and his group who don't care about the fuel cost. If it were another fisherman, he would probably be regarded as a fool.

HomeThere is a lot of money in the pit, right? Make it like this!

"Ayang, do you think this will work?"

Sun Qingjun pointed to an oval puddle that was not much bigger than a bathtub and asked Chu Yang.

In his opinion, pumping the puddle today was just a waste of time and effort to bring his own bastards to have fun. He didn't think much about the harvest. He just picked the smallest puddle to practice.

It was not a high tide at this time. There were no fish in the puddle. It would be good luck to turn over a few crabs and conchs.

But Chu Yang didn't think so. Since he was here, he had to go back with something.

"No, I don't feel it."

In fact, it's not that he didn't feel it, but there was no treasure chest refresh point here, and it was most likely that there would be no goods.

Chu Yang continued to move forward and came to a puddle closer to the sea.

This puddle was east-west, narrow at both ends and wide in the middle, a bit like a spindle with irregular edges. It was more than five meters long, but the widest part in the middle was only two meters, and it looked relatively narrow and long overall.

He picked up a palm-sized stone from the side and threw it forward gently, letting the stone fall into the water along a parabola.

"Plop~"

The water splashed half a meter high, with a crisp sound.

"Well, the water is not very deep, this is it." Chu Yang laughed.

Sun Ziang saw the pit that Chu Yang pointed to, and quickly nodded in agreement, "Yes, I also think this one is better."

Just kidding, he is young, not stupid.

The puddle his father chose can't even be called a puddle, it's just a water hole, it's not a trick, but he can see that it's impossible to produce goods.

In comparison, the one chosen by the good brother is much more reliable, at least it's big, and it looks easier to produce good goods.

The good brother promised him that he would count 10% of the seafood caught in the puddle.

Whether Sun Ziang will eat instant noodles with eggs every day for the next semester, or eat a piece of spicy skin for several days, depends on this wave.

"This? This is a bit big."

Today, I wanted to deal with it, so I brought a water pump.

Sun Qingjun estimated that it would take at least 3 hours to pump out the water in the pit, and it would take until the evening.

"That doesn't matter. I can just go back to have dinner after finishing the work. At worst, I can just ask my mother to bring the food over." Sun Ziang shouted.

Sun Qingjun glared at him and turned to move the machine.

Chu Yang followed him and kicked Sun Ziang in the butt.

"Go and move the scoop net, clamp, basin, bucket, etc. Don't be lazy."

"Ah!"

Sun Ziang responded and hurried to catch up.

Connect the water pipe, add diesel, pull the wire and ignite it.

Pain, pain, pain, pain~

Accompanied by the roar of the diesel engine, the white water rushed out of the puddle and flowed to the sea.

The waiting time was the most boring. Chu Yang took out the Hibiscus King and lit it. While smoking, he opened the treasure chest here.

[Black Iron Treasure Chest has been opened, reward: randomly refreshed marine economic creatures (normal), capture time limit: 240 minutes. ]

A light band was printed above the puddle, covering the entire puddle.

It was not a single marine economic creature.

"Well, is there a school of fish in the puddle?"

Chu Yang laughed for a moment, and his eyes fell on Sun Ziang at the same time.

Maybe this kid can really make a small fortune today.

Pain pain pain pain pain~

The diesel engine was still roaring continuously.

Chu Yang sat on the side and felt that he could not hear any other sounds.

He simply got up and went to the cracks in the reefs beside the puddle to see if there were any unexpected surprises.

As expected, there was no surprise at all.

In addition to a few small crabs hiding in the cracks of the rocks, there were some seaweed, seaweed and kelp.

Sun Ziang, on the other hand, found a few oysters clinging to a half-man-high rock.

"Brother, come and see, there are oysters here!"

He was quite excited and shouted to Chu Yang.

The latter walked over, took a look, nodded and said, "Well, it's about seven or eight centimeters big, worth two cents."

"Ah, only worth two cents."

Sun Ziang's face fell immediately. He thought he could at least take it to the canteen to exchange for a piece of Bubble Gum.

He didn't know that Chu Yang was actually conservative. Oysters are cheap at the seaside. The palm-sized ones are only a few dollars each. If you sell them like this, no one should want them at all.

However, although the size is small, the taste is actually no different from the big ones.

Based on the principle of not wasting, Chu Yang used a small shovel to lift the outer shell, then took out a windproof lighter and roasted the exposed oyster meat for a few seconds.

He took out a lemon from his pocket like a magic trick.

"Fuck, where did you get the lemon, brother?" Sun Ziang was shocked.

Chu Yang smiled and said, "You can't go to the beach without a lemon.Lemon, you still dare to say that you are a qualified foodie? "

Cut the lemon in half, squeeze some juice and pour it on the oyster meat, and he lay on it.

Sulu~

Well, fresh and salty, salty and sweet, and sweet with a hint of sourness, which is very similar to the taste of abalone.

When Chu Yang watched food videos on the Internet in the future, he could always find exaggerated comments from stupid netizens below, saying that they were chasing cows and eating them.

Now his behavior should be similar to chasing cows and eating them.

Sure enough, art comes from reality.

"Brother, come and give me one too." Sun Ziang stood aside, almost crying with greed.

"You are still young, you can't eat abalone... Oh no, you can't eat oysters, be careful of getting angry." Chu Yang advised.

Sun Ziang: "I'm not afraid, I want to eat oysters, and I also want to eat abalone. "

Chu Yang gave him a thumbs up, "You have a promising future. Okay, I'll give you an oyster first. When you grow up, I'll take you to eat abalone."

"Long live my brother!"