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

Wu Sui stood by the mangrove forest.

The night breeze carried a strong, fishy smell of the sea.

The dark canopy of trees swayed in the wind, and strange cries of unidentified seabirds echoed from the depths of the forest.

Wu Sui stopped and did not walk any further.

Yesterday, he was driven to the brink of despair. Ya Ya had a persistent high fever, and the family didn't even have the money to buy medicine, so he risked his life.

Now that I have over ten thousand yuan in my pocket, there's no need for me to go to such a dangerous place.

With the system in hand, you can make money anywhere on the mudflats; there's no need to stubbornly cling to this man-eating mangrove forest.

He turned around decisively and walked along the coastline toward the flat mudflats in the distance.

It was low tide, and the mudflats of Baihai Village were filled with the light of headlamps.

It's currently the fishing ban season, and apart from the young and middle-aged men who go to the docks to do hard labor, the rest of the villagers are taking advantage of the low tide to try their luck at the beach. Even the teenagers are carrying broken plastic buckets and rummaging through the mud.

The beam of the flashlight swayed back and forth on the muddy beach.

Old Zhao from next door was bent over, digging around in the mud with a small hoe.

More than half an hour passed, and Zhao Laosi's bucket only contained a few small clams and two small miscellaneous fish.

Wu Sui walked past him, and Zhao Laosi didn't even look up.

These outer mudflats have long been thoroughly explored by the villagers, so there's no good stuff to be found here.

Wu Sui carried a bucket of water, deliberately avoiding the crowds and choosing to walk on the secluded beach where no one went.

The soil here is a mixture of mud and sand, and quite hard. Even clams are rarely seen here, so the villagers never go here.

Wu Sui stopped in front of a vast, empty mudflat.

There wasn't a soul in sight.

Open the system panel; the radar scan is now active.

There is no blue light representing top-quality seafood, nor is there a green light representing high value.

However, large patches of white light appeared beneath the mud layer.

These white dots were much brighter than the glow they had indicated when digging for clams yesterday; they were densely packed together, forming a large patch.

Wu Sui was somewhat unwilling to give up, so he walked a little deeper into the area.

The result was that no green or blue light was detected.

With no other option, he could only grip the sand shovel and begin turning over the black mud beneath his feet.

Even if the clams in this patch of white light are worthless, you can still make some money if there are a lot of them.

But when I shoveled it down, there was no crisp sound of shells colliding.

Instead, they picked out a fleshy, long cylindrical thing.

Wu Sui quickly reached out, pinched one end of the skin, and pulled it outwards.

This thing has a grid-like texture on its surface, feels extremely slippery, and keeps shrinking as it desperately tries to burrow into the mud.

Sipuntia?

The villagers usually call it a sand worm.

Sandworms, also known as "marine cordyceps," are rich in protein and have a very good taste.

Moreover, I don't know who spread the rumor that this stuff can enhance male virility, so the price has always been high.

These wild sandworms can fetch extremely high prices in restaurants.

Fresh sandworms can sell for more than 30 yuan per kilogram, but if they are cleaned and dried, they can fetch more than 100 yuan per kilogram.

Most importantly, these things like to cluster together and have extremely high requirements for water quality.

Could the white light displayed on the system radar mean that the entire area beneath our feet is a sand worm nest?

We're rich! We're rich!

Wu Sui rubbed the mud off his hands and began working frantically, around the clock.

You don't even need to look for them; the sandy beaches are full of sandworm breathing holes.

With one shovelful, you can pick out one or two pieces of mud and sand.

The largest one is as thick as an adult's finger and over ten centimeters long.

He didn't even bother to pick and choose; he used both hands to grab sandworms and throw them into the bucket.

One, five, ten...

I didn't care that I was covered in mud and water.

Less than an hour.

The large plastic buckets we brought were already full, weighing at least forty pounds.

Wu Sui straightened up and rubbed his aching lower back.

Seeing that the number of dots on the radar showed no signs of decreasing, he stopped what he was doing.

The bucket is too small; it can't hold it all.

This is such a large sandworm nest, he couldn't finish digging it all by himself even if he dug until the tide went out tomorrow morning.

We need to find someone to help us.

Wu Sui carried the bucket and walked back quickly.

He first went back to the stone house, poured all the sandworms into the broken water vat in the corner of the yard, and filled it with more than half a vat of seawater to keep them alive.

Then, carrying the empty bucket, he headed straight for the old house.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Big brother, open the door."

It took a full two minutes of filming before any noise came from inside the courtyard.

"What are you yelling about in the middle of the night?" Wu Gang cursed as he opened the door.

He was shirtless, holding a doorstop stick in his hand, and looked furious.

Upon seeing who was standing outside the door, his face instantly darkened.

"What are you doing here?" Wu Gang slammed his stick on the ground.

"Your sister-in-law said you'd struck it rich during the day, buying so much meat, and now you've gambled it all away in just half a day?"

Wu Gang grew angrier as he spoke, pointing his finger at Wu Sui's nose.

"I'm telling you, there's no money in the house for you, so get out of here..."

Wu Sui ignored Wu Gang's anger.

"Grab the big bucket and shovel, and come with me."

"Where are you going?" Wu Gang took a half step back warily. "Don't try to trap me."

"I'll take you to make money." Wu Sui lowered his voice. "I found a sandworm nest, it's full of them, I can't handle it all by myself."

Wu Gang stood there, stunned.

Sandworms?

You'd be incredibly lucky to find three to five of those when you're out beaching, so where would you find a sandworm nest?

"Ah Sui, are you trying to amuse me in the middle of the night?" Wu Gang glared at him.

"Believe it or not." Wu Sui turned to leave. "If you don't go, I'll find someone else. I can earn at least several hundred this time. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."

"Who's making such a racket outside so late at night?"

Wang Feng came out of the house wearing a coat and yawned.

Upon seeing Wu Sui, Wang Feng rolled her eyes.

"Hey, isn't this Wu Lao Er, who's struck it rich? What's wrong? All your money's gone, and now you're eyeing our parents' meager savings for their funerals?"

Wu Sui stopped in his tracks: "Sister-in-law, I found a sandworm nest and asked my older brother to help dig it up. If he doesn't believe me, that's fine."

Wang Feng looked Wu Sui up and down suspiciously.

It's true that he gained a few pounds of meat during the day, but this scoundrel has been acting a bit strangely these past two days.

She took two steps closer and stared at Wu Sui.

"Wu Lao Er, Xiao Hu's tuition is due next month, and we don't have a single penny to spare."

"Your older brother works hard at the docks every day, carrying heavy loads to earn those ten or eight dollars a day. If you dare to make fun of him, I won't let you get away with it!"

Wu Sui gave a helpless bitter smile, not angry at his sister-in-law's words.

"Sister-in-law, I'm not joking. Whether you go or not is up to you. I won't force you."

Wang Feng gritted her teeth, turned around and shouted to Wu Gang.

"Go get some buckets, two extra!" Wang Feng shoved Wu Gang. "If you don't find him, you're burying him in the mudflats today."

Wu Gang scratched his head, turned around and went into the yard to get two of the largest buckets, then picked up a shovel and followed.

The two brothers, one in front of the other, hurried towards the sea under the cover of night.

Wu Gang carried the shovel and walked behind, muttering to himself the whole way.

"Ah Sui, I have to go to the dock at six o'clock tomorrow. If you delay my work, I'll really get angry with you."

Wu Sui walked ahead without turning her head.

"Once this excavation is finished, you can just sleep in tomorrow. What can you do with that little bit of money from the docks?"

Wu Gang snorted coldly, completely disbelieving.

to the place.

Wu Gang threw the bucket on the ground and looked around.

It was a mixture of mud and sand, with a flat and unremarkable surface, but it had quite a few breathing holes.

"This godforsaken place isn't even a ghost in sight, and you're telling me there are sandworms?"

Wu Gang said impatiently, "Ah Sui, look at this place yourself. This mud is so hard, how can sandworms burrow in? Do you really think I'm stupid?"

Wu Sui didn't say anything, and picked up his sand shovel.

He walked to the area with the highest density of radar dots.

The mud was turned over forcefully...