I'm a junior in college this year, and I've linked my fishing check-in system.

The razor clams on Hengsha Island passed away peacefully.

……

"Again."

Jiang Qian pinched a pinch of salt and sprinkled it into another hole next to him.

This time, I waited for about seven or eight seconds, and the same water jet, the same probe, and the same clamping action.

Another razor clam in hand.

Razor clams are unlike crabs, which have hollow cavities. If there are water stains and air holes at the entrance, there are basically clams underneath.

However, there were still some things that Jiang Qian was not satisfied with.

Because these razor clams that can be easily caught by sprinkling salt are usually not large specimens...

He wanted to bring in a large quantity of goods to secure victory.

Having traveled so far, he never expected to end up not even earning enough for the journey fare...

But for now, he didn't want to think too much about it and continued catching razor clams.

Perhaps because the razor clams were so small, the system remained silent for half an hour.

As Jiang Qian became more and more adept at digging, his technique became faster and faster. Eventually, he was basically sprinkling salt with his left hand while waiting with his right, digging one bar every ten seconds.

The voice came to my ears:

[Fishing/Catching Proficiency +19!]

[Razor clam harvest: 1.7 jin!]

"More than a pound! That's quite efficient."

Jiang Qian squatted on the mudflats and continued to sprinkle salt into the next clam hole.

The density in this area is much higher than the previous one; you can find two or three holes within three steps.

He had figured out the pattern: the rounder the opening and the more water stains around it, the fatter the razor clams underneath.

On the contrary, those holes with dry openings and collapsed edges are mostly empty.

I sprinkled the salt on and waited a few seconds as usual.

A jet of water sprays out, and the razor clam shells emerge. With a pinch of two fingers, they're lifted!

Clean and efficient!

"This one is bigger than the previous one."

Jiang Qian tossed the razor clams into the red bucket and looked up into the distance.

About twenty meters to his right, a middle-aged man in camouflage was also digging for razor clams.

However, the uncle used a shovel, shoveling mud one scoop at a time, and was happy for a long time after finding one.

Jiang Qian continued working with his head down; he was always indifferent to others...

Sprinkle salt, wait, pick it up, and throw it into the bucket.

Sprinkle salt, wait, pick it up, throw it into the bucket...

He sprinkled salt faster and faster with his left hand; basically, as soon as his left hand finished sprinkling salt into one hole, his right hand was already waiting for the razor clams to emerge from the next hole.

His two hands moved with such fluidity that he looked like a skilled worker who had been on an assembly line for ten years.

About half an hour later.

[Fishing/Catching Proficiency +11!]

[Razor clam harvest +1.2 jin!]

The bottom of the red bucket was already completely covered with razor clams.

Jiang Qian stood up and stretched his back, then turned to look at the man in camouflage.

The older man was also looking at him.

To be precise, the uncle's gaze was fixed on his red bucket.

"Young man."

The uncle finally couldn't resist any longer and came over with his little shovel.

"Is your bucket full of razor clams?"

Jiang Qian nodded: "Yes, there are quite a lot of razor clams in this area."

The uncle peered into the bucket, and his expression changed.

"Holy shit."

The man was stunned for several seconds.

"This must weigh almost three pounds, right?"

Jiang Qian looked down at the bucket and thought for a moment: "About right. Adding the previous 1.7 jin, it should be close to 3 jin now."

The uncle's lips twitched.

He looked at the plastic bag in his hand, which contained only five or six razor clams, the largest of which was no longer than his little finger.

Then look at those plump creatures in Jiang Qian's bucket, each one as long as the middle finger, with clean shells.

"How long did you dig?"

"Less than an hour."

The man fell silent.

He's been here for over two hours.

"Are you from here?" the middle-aged man asked tentatively.

"No, this is my first time here."

The uncle's expression was even more interesting.

He looked at the bag of salt in Jiang Qian's hand, then at the iron shovel in his own.

"You think you can just rely on sprinkling salt on it?"

"yes."

"No shovel needed?"

"Need not."

As Jiang Qian spoke, he squatted down, his hands still moving, and sprinkled a pinch of salt into another hole.

The older man stood by and watched.

A few seconds later, a jet of water shot out, and the razor clams emerged.

Jiang Qian pinched the clam between two fingers and pulled out a plump razor clam.

Uncle: "..."

He simply couldn't take it anymore.

No, no, that's not how you go beachcombing in the back alleys!

You should sprinkle salt and then use a shovel to dig in the sand, confining the razor clam to a small area.

Then you have to dig and dig with a shovel, going through a lot of trouble, before you can get a razor clam!

But this thing in front of me... is a monster!

How the hell did he get so many razor clams so quickly?

This reminded the man of the fear he felt many years ago when he was fishing and being controlled by others...

"Are there any more crabs over there?" Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of a few hairy crabs tied up in the corner of Jiang Qian's red bucket.

"Yes, we dug them out from over in the reeds."

The uncle took two steps closer and examined the hairy crabs carefully.

His eyes widened immediately.

"Wait a moment."

The uncle picked up a hairy crab, turned it over, and looked at its belly.

"Is this a female?"

"right."

"It's huge!"

He looked at Jiang Qian's first hairy crab, and to be honest, Jiang Qian also thought this hairy crab was really weird.

How strange, how big!

Watch it again.

The uncle turned the hairy crab over and over again, examining it several times, his expression shifting from surprise to disbelief.

"Young man, do you know how much this crab weighs?"

"Two ounces, please."

"Two ounces?" The uncle weighed it in his hand, swallowed hard, and said, "This is probably more than two ounces. I've been in this business for over ten years, and female crabs of this size are truly rare in our mudflats."

He really couldn't understand why he had worked so hard for so long and only got this little bit of goods.

How did this person manage to create so much!

Jiang Qian didn't reply and continued squatting down to sprinkle salt.

The middle-aged man stood by and watched for a while, becoming increasingly frustrated.

"What kind of salt is this?"

"Bought at the supermarket, two yuan and fifty cents a bag."

Uncle: "..."

He remained silent for a while, then asked, somewhat annoyed, "Young man, are you a student?"

"Yes, college students."

What did you study?

"Biology-related."

The man comforted himself, "That's good, that's good. I studied biology, so I understand the habits of these things."

Jiang Qian thought to himself, "I can't exactly tell you that there's a control panel floating in front of me, can I?"

That would easily turn it from a laboratory consumable into just another laboratory consumable...

……

He watched the man walk away for dozens of meters, then looked up and searched for him.

I didn't see Dai Zhenli. I suppose Dai Zhenli is a very smart kid. He knows how to use a smartphone to drink water when he's thirsty, eat when he's hungry, run home when it rains, and even go to sleep when he's tired.

Moreover, Dai Zhenli's situation is too complicated.

He thought that it wouldn't be normal for him to immediately become a wry smile just because someone else got an A. Perhaps Dai Zhenli didn't mean it that way, but it's not right to let his head get in the way and neglect his work.

So they decided to continue.

The red bucket was already about half full, with razor clams and hairy crabs placed on either side, the razor clams pile clearly having much more.

He stood up, stretched his aching knees, and walked towards the more distant mudflats.

The closer you get to the tide line, the softer the ground becomes. In some places, seawater seeps up from the cracks in the mud and covers your ankles.

The salty, fishy smell in the air had become much stronger.

About 30 or 40 meters ahead, there is a shallow puddle, only about two or three centimeters deep.

The water surface reflected the sunlight.

A narrow channel runs along the edge of the puddle, connecting to the sea further away.

That must be water left in low-lying areas because the seawater didn't have time to completely recede during low tide.

In places like this, fish that don't have time to follow the tide sometimes get trapped.

Jiang Qian quickened his pace, stepping through the soft mud to the edge of the puddle.

The puddle wasn't big, only about the size of a double bed. The water was shallow and crystal clear.

At this point, there was hardly any stock left.

He was just about to head home when, according to the system's aquatic activity prediction, a live aquatic creature appeared nearby.

Jiang Qian saw a faint outline under the mud on the inner side of the puddle!

Oh, sorry, I forgot to turn it off...

The outline was about the size of a palm, half-buried under the mud and sand, with only a small section of its back showing, and its color was a light pink!

"No way?"

Holy crap, there's even a super-exciting finale segment?