Space Fisherwoman: Going fishing in the sea and getting rich

Song Chuman nodded and said while harvesting seaweed: "Yes, this is called seaweed. It is delicious to make egg drop soup with seaweed."

In her previous life, she loved drinking seaweed soup, but at that time it was basically artificially cultivated.

She had heard that wild ones were more nutritious, so she had long wanted to try it.

When Song Chuhuai heard the word "delicious", he no longer thought that the seaweed was ugly, and hurriedly harvested it according to his elder sister's way.

He Xiaoshuang also hurried to help.

Soon, all the seaweed in front of him was harvested and filled half of the wooden barrel.

Song Hexiu suddenly looked up and saw that the three children were actually very close to the sea. Just as he was about to go over, he saw them moving to a safe place. He immediately felt relieved and continued reading.

The three of them went to the next white spot, still on the rock wall.

Looking at the seafood on the rock wall, Song Chuhuai and He Xiaoshuang felt like they were getting goose bumps all over their bodies.

Song Chuhuai's scalp tingled as he asked, "Sister, what kind of seafood is this? Why are there so many? And they grow so densely?"

Song Chuman smiled and said, "These are mussels, and each one is very big. Let's pry them open quickly. So many mussels are worth a lot of money."

The two nodded, no longer hesitated, and pried it open quickly.

There are so many mussels here, with ten white spots in a row.

There are some on the rock walls, on the stones soaked in sea water, and even in the cracks of the stones.

Moreover, the mussels in the cracks of the rocks are much larger than those growing on the ground.

Fortunately, Song Chuman and Song Chuhuai were very strong and they pried out all the mussels in less than a quarter of an hour.

He Xiaoshuang was not very strong and after prying for a while, he was sweating all over.

Song Chuman picked up the wooden barrel, estimated its weight, and nodded with satisfaction: "It's probably about 30 to 40 kilograms, not bad."

Song Chuhuai said with admiration: "Sister is the best."

He Xiaoshuang also said: "My cousin is the best in the world at finding seafood."

Song Chuman really enjoyed their compliments. She smiled and went to the next white spot.

Soon, Song Chuman stopped at the white spot again and said, "Found it."

When Song Chuhuai and He Xiaoshuang saw the seafood on the rock wall, they both shuddered at the same time.

Their goose bumps are getting up again.

Song Chuhuai frowned and said, "Sister, today's seafood is so strange. They are all so densely packed. Although there are a lot of them, it's really uncomfortable to look at them. It makes my scalp tingle."

Song Chuman looked at the densely packed Buddha's hand snails in front of her, with an indescribable expression on her face, "I don't know why, but considering the large number, you should overcome it."

He Xiaoshuang asked: "Cousin, is this seafood really edible?"

Song Chuman nodded: "Well, this is called Buddha's Hand Snail. It has a short growth cycle and high yield. It usually grows in very dangerous places. We can find that it is probably related to the fact that the sea surface has receded a bit violently in the past two days."

"And the conch tastes very good and fresh, even better than oysters."

In the previous life, it was also known as "seafood from hell".

Although the appearance is not good, the price is high.

I just don’t know if the people here know how precious the Buddha’s Hand Conch is. If they don’t, I guess they can only sell it at an ordinary price.

After Song Chuman finished speaking, she began to demonstrate to them, "The Buddha's hand snail is a little small, so you can just pull it off with a clamp, like this."

The two nodded and started to pick seafood according to her method.

Song Chuman asked them to pull the water out here first. She looked around and found a small pond under the rock. She took two steps and squatted down.