Beachcombing: The beach is full of amazing seafood, but my wife won't let me get out of bed!

Wu Sui gritted his teeth and pressed down on the shovel handle with both hands.

That thing underwater was incredibly strong; it shook him so much that his hands went numb.

Since the tools weren't handy, he simply threw them aside and reached directly into the mud hole.

This time we were lucky; we managed to grab the crab by the sides of its carapace.

With a forceful pull, he managed to yank the thing out of the mud.

A blue crab the size of a soup bowl was thrown onto the mudflat.

The two giant claws made a clicking sound like hydraulic shears, baring their teeth and brandishing their claws.

Wu Sui dared not be careless. He stepped on the crab's back and scooped up seawater to quickly wash away the black mud.

Under the moonlight, the crab shell, which should have been a deep blue-green, actually had a golden hue.

Even the joints of the crab legs were swollen with golden oil, so rich it was practically dripping with fat.

Wu Sui was startled.

Holy crap, butter crab!

So-called "butter crab" is actually a mutation that occurs when a mud crab molts due to external stimuli, causing its roe to dissolve and spread throughout its body.

This thing is like a genetic lottery, one in ten thousand.

In later generations, a top-quality yellow butter crab could easily sell for several thousand or even tens of thousands of yuan in a high-end restaurant.

Even in the year 2000, this was a prized possession that top seafood restaurants were scrambling to acquire.

This is all thanks to wealthy businessmen on Hong Kong Island who drove up the price of this mutated blue crab.

The one in front of me looks to be at least three and a half pounds.

It is undoubtedly the king of crabs.

Wu Sui tore off a strip of rag, wrapped it around the giant turtle, tied it in a tight knot, and bound it up tightly before stuffing it into the bamboo basket like a precious treasure.

The tide has receded to its lowest point.

Wu Sui glanced at the system radar and saw that there was more than one blue light within the scanning range deep in the mangrove forest.

"This whole forest is booked out by yellow butter crabs tonight?" Wu Sui licked his dry lips.

Butter crabs are already rare, and their clustered appearance is completely contrary to biological norms.

But the system is domineering; it's all about being unreasonable!

Wu Sui picked up a sand shovel and headed straight for the next blue dot.

For the next hour, he completely transformed into a ruthless bulldozer for beachcombing.

"Pfft!"

The mud was churning.

The second yellow crab, weighing one and a half pounds, was put into the basket.

The third one weighed 1.2 jin (approximately 0.6 kg).

The fourth one...

Although not as outrageous as the first king crab, as long as it has a golden hue, it's a walking money-printing machine.

The tide began to rise silently.

The seawater reached above my ankles, and the current grew faster and faster.

Wu Sui straightened up, the heavy bamboo basket digging painfully into his shoulders.

Sixteen butter crabs lay neatly inside.

The blue dots have all been cleared out, and there are still some green dots left, but the tide has already started to rise.

"Know when to quit while you're ahead." Wu Sui didn't linger and turned to retreat along the marks he had come from.

Seeing that it was getting late, Wu Sui didn't go home but headed straight to town.

Baihai Village is more than ten miles from the town. Wu Suiying relied on bus number 11 and walked for more than two hours before he could see the outline of the town.

He didn't want to sell such good goods to the village's purchasing station; those bastards were driving down the price too hard.

Such good goods are wasted if sold to a dockside recycling station.

After searching around, Wu Sui finally chose the best seafood restaurant in town: Hongyunlou.

The three-story villa is quite impressive.

Wu Sui easily found his way to the purchasing area in the back alley of the restaurant.

Around 5 a.m., several fishmongers were haggling with the restaurant manager, spitting as they spoke.

The restaurant manager, surnamed Liu, was a balding middle-aged man who held a small notebook in his hand.

"Manager Liu, I caught this batch of fish at sea in the middle of the night. Twenty-five yuan a pound is the lowest I can offer."

A fishmonger offered a cigarette with a broad smile.

Manager Liu pushed the cigarette away, looking disgusted.

"The sizes are uneven, and the scales are scratched. I really can't give you a high price for this. Twenty-two, take it or leave it."

The fishmonger gritted his teeth, feeling the pinch, and said, "Fine, twenty-two!"

Wu Sui stepped forward and placed the bamboo basket on the ground.

Looking at the man's fish, they were indeed of poor quality and not valuable at all.

He opened his bamboo basket and smiled as he offered him a cigarette.

"Manager Liu, do you accept top-quality goods?"

Manager Liu glanced at Wu Sui.

His clothes were washed until they were almost white, and his trouser legs were covered in dried black mud, clearly indicating that he had just returned from beachcombing.

Manager Liu glanced down at it.

The next second, he froze on the spot as if struck by lightning.

His eyes widened like copper bells, and the small notebook in his hand fell to the ground with a "thud".

At the very top of the bamboo basket, several golden, glistening crabs lay quietly.

The edges of the crab shell shone through, and the plump crab roe seemed about to overflow.

"This...this is...!"

Manager Liu's voice trembled as he shoved aside the fishmonger blocking his way and rushed to the bamboo basket.

He carefully picked up a yellow croaker weighing over a pound, his hands trembling.

"Oily joints, golden carapace... truly wild butter crab."

The fishmongers around craned their necks to take a look and immediately gasped in shock; the temperature in the back alley seemed to be rising.

"Holy crap, it really is a butter crab?"

"I've never seen anything like this before! I haven't seen one in years."

Manager Liu looked up, and the way he stared at Wu Sui completely changed, as if he were looking at a god of wealth.

"Bro, where did you get this good stuff?"

"I caught it in the sea." Wu Sui said calmly. "One word: will you take it or not? If not, I'll go to the neighbor's."

"Yes, definitely!" Manager Liu grabbed Wu Sui's arm, as if afraid this sure thing would slip away. "How many are in this basket?"

Sixteen.

Wu Sui tilted the bamboo basket directly.

A pile of golden, yellow-brown crabs dazzled everyone's eyes.

Especially that giant crab, with its imposing size and overwhelming presence.

"Hiss..." Manager Liu gasped, his eyes nearly popping out of their sockets. "This big one... must weigh at least two and a half pounds, right?"

"There should be, Manager Liu. Shall we weigh it first?"

Manager Liu swallowed hard and nodded repeatedly.

Hongyunlou Restaurant was just worried about not having any top-quality seafood to serve its distinguished guests, and this was like a godsend.

"Brother, I'll take all of these blue crabs and yellow crabs."

Manager Liu even changed his way of addressing people, and his attitude became incredibly kind and approachable.

After weighing, the smaller yellow oil crabs were all a little over one pound.

The big one weighed a full two pounds and six ounces.

The mud crabs are generally around 1 jin (500 grams).

"I'll give you the mud crabs for 35 yuan per jin (500g), and the yellow oil crabs will be sold individually. These 15 will be 900 yuan each, and I'll give you the largest one for 2000 yuan. Is that alright?"

It's currently the fishing ban season, so it's normal for such top-quality fish to be priced higher.

Wu Sui wasn't quite sure about the current price.

If you do the math, these crabs can sell for 16900 yuan, which is enough for him to repair his house.

"Okay, we'll go with the price you mentioned."

Manager Liu was overjoyed and happily ordered people to move all the crabs inside to be kept alive, as the price difference between the live and dead crabs was enormous.

After settling the bill, Manager Liu kept reminding Wu Sui, "If you come across any good deals in the future, remember to come to me, and I'll definitely give you a high price."

Wu Sui smiled and agreed, then picked up her small bamboo basket and prepared to head home.

More than ten thousand yuan! He earned in one night what others earn in four or five years.