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

The scientific name for the blood clam is *Ceratophyllum demersum*.

They prefer warm, shallow seas and mudflats with freshwater inflow, and have specific requirements for the salinity and bottom sediment of the environment.

This beach is located right where a small river flows into the beach.

When Wang Feng and Chen Xue arrived, the four of them had already dug two large buckets full.

Chen Xue even brought them water. Seeing that Wu Sui's clothes were soaked, she felt sorry for him and told him to drink some water first to calm down.

Wang Feng pushed a cart with more than a dozen large snakeskin bags stacked on it.

Upon reaching them, they threw down the cart without even catching their breath.

"Second brother, where is it? Where's the blood toad?"

Wu Sui pointed to a large patch of sand that had been turned up at his feet.

Wang Feng glanced at it and gasped.

"My goodness, so many?!"

Chen Xue was also stunned.

She grew up by the sea and had dug for blood clams, but she had to pick them out one by one from the cracks in the rocks or the mudflats.

She had never seen such a scene before, with sand everywhere, in such large quantities.

"Don't just stand there, get to work." Wu Sui poured water for Su Ruoxue and the others, telling them to take a break.

"Sister-in-law, you and Xiaoxue are in charge of picking them up, I'll dig them up. We need to hurry, or it'll be troublesome if the tide comes in or the villagers find out."

Without saying a word, Wang Feng snatched the shovel from his hand.

"You take Boss Su and the others to rest for a while, I'll dig."

Once this woman unleashes her fighting prowess, it is quite terrifying.

With a single shovel strike, she stirred up a large chunk of mud and sand.

With a deft flick of her wrist, Chen Xue pulled out several blood clams, which then fell into the bucket beside her.

The two worked together, their movements clean and efficient, without any hesitation.

Su Yu, who was watching from the side, blushed.

He's a grown man, but he's not as fast as two women.

Mr. Chen and Su Ruoxue rested and drank water, and sighed that life by the sea is really not easy.

After taking a sip of water and resting for a while, the group joined the battle, not wanting to be outdone.

With Wang Feng and Chen Xue joining, the efficiency increased even more.

In just over half an hour, all five plastic buckets were filled.

Wu Sui began pouring the blood clams from the bucket into a snakeskin bag.

A bucket of blood clams weighs about 40 to 50 pounds, and when poured into a snakeskin bag, it fills it about halfway.

This makes it easy to move without the bag bursting due to its weight.

"Second brother, how many of these things are there under this beach?" Wang Feng asked while wiping his sweat.

Wu Sui straightened up and glanced at the radar screen.

The blinding white light still occupied most of the screen; they had been digging for so long, and they hadn't even finished half of it.

"There are plenty; we've stumbled upon a den of blood clams today."

Just then, a commotion suddenly broke out in the distance.

Wu Sui looked up.

On the other side of the mudflats, several people were pushing and shoving each other, seemingly in a conflict.

They were too far away to hear what they were arguing about, but judging from their demeanor, they were both quite angry.

"Those are... Chen Fugui and Lai Er?"

Wang Feng, with her sharp eyes, immediately recognized two familiar figures in the crowd.

Wu Sui frowned.

These two almost got into a fight yesterday over seafood on the beach, how come they're entangled again today?

"Ignore them, let's do our thing." Wu Sui looked away and quickened his pace.

Su Yu leaned closer and lowered his voice.

"Brother Sui, what if those two guys come over? We don't have enough people to fight off an entire village."

Wu Sui sighed helplessly.

"There's nothing we can do about it. The ocean is unclaimed, and we can't stop people from digging. We just need to do our own thing."

That's what he said, but Wu Sui squinted at Lai Er, tightening his grip on the shovel.

The group ignored the mudflats and continued picking up blood clams without stopping.

Wang Feng's stamina was like a bulldozer; with one shovel strike, a large patch of mud and sand would be overturned.

Chen Xue and Su Ruoxue picked them up from behind, while Su Yu and Old Chen were in charge of filling the buckets.

In less than two hours, the cart was already neatly stacked with seven or eight bulging snakeskin bags.

They weigh at least three or four hundred pounds in total.

Several people were busy working when a person walked over from a distance, stumbling along.

Wu Sui looked up and laughed.

The visitor was Chen Fugui.

The old man looked quite pathetic at that moment, his face was covered in bruises, there were several bloody marks on his cheekbones, his clothes were torn in one side, he was carrying a broken plastic bucket, and he was cursing under his breath.

Judging from the situation, he was the one who suffered a loss in the fight on the mudflats earlier.

Chen Fugui approached, intending to walk around them, but upon seeing Wu Sui and the others, he paused.

He's different from Lai Er and his gang of vagrants.

Lai Er was a reckless scoundrel, while Chen Fugui had a shrewd streak.

He personally witnessed Wu Sui kick Lai Er away yesterday and fiercely chop lobsters with a sand shovel.

Wu Sui already had a bad reputation in the village, and now no one dares to mess with him.

Although Chen Fugui looked down on Wu Sui for being a good-for-nothing, he would never dare to confront him directly.

He leaned forward, took out half a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, pulled one out, and handed it to him.

"Ah Sui, are you busy?"

Wu Sui straightened up, stuck the shovel into the sand, and without any hesitation, took the cigarette and tucked it behind his ear.

"Hey, Uncle Fugui, what happened to your face?" Wu Sui joked with a laugh. "Did you peek at someone's old lady taking a bath and get scratched?"

Chen Fugui spat a mouthful of bloody saliva onto the ground.

"Pah! It's all because of that son of Lai Er, who's born without an anus, taking advantage of his numbers to steal the sea cucumbers I wanted!"

"If it weren't for his second uncle, Chen Datou, taking sides, would I have suffered this loss?"

After cursing Lai Er, Chen Fugui peeked into the plastic bucket behind Wu Sui.

With just that one glance, the expression on his face became somewhat strange, a mixture of disdain and amusement.

"Ah Sui, what are you doing digging for clams in this godforsaken place?" Chen Fugui shook his head.

"This stuff only costs a few cents a pound, why go through all that trouble to dig it up?"

"It's a thankless task. Going to the mangroves to catch some crabs would be better than this."

Chen Fugui was far away, and the bucket was covered in mud and sand, so he mistook the blood clams for ordinary, worthless clams.

Wu Sui didn't point it out and continued along with him.

"I'm just bringing a few friends from Shanghai to experience beachcombing."

Wu Sui pointed to Su Ruoxue and Old Chen not far away.

"The boss has never done this kind of rough work before, he's just doing it for the novelty."

"Besides, clams have hard shells and can survive for several days in water, making them easy to transport."

"Take it with them when they go back; it'll be a local specialty, something they can try."

Chen Fu curled his lip, realizing that he was just playing house with the rich.

He secretly chuckled to himself, thinking that outsiders were completely clueless when they arrived at the seaside, and were only fit to dig up some broken clams and pry open some oysters.

The truly valuable goods still depend on the experience and discerning eye of these veteran fishermen.

"Okay, then you take your time having fun with your friends, I'll go try my luck at the mangroves."

Chen Fugui waved his hand, picked up the bucket, and limped away.

After he walked away, Su Yu came closer and asked in a low voice.

"Brother Sui, why don't you tell him it's a blood clam? Let him be envious."

Wu Sui patted the back of his head.

"Are you crazy? Tell him it's a blood clam, and he'll leave? If this old bastard stays here and attracts the whole village, what's the point of us digging then?"

Su Yu rubbed his head and chuckled.