After breakfast, Ren Wuyang and Gu Zijin stayed where they were to continue making spearguns, while everyone else ran down to the beach to see if they could pick up anything good.
After yesterday, they had agreed on several things they would not pick up: no octopuses, no crabs with little meat, and no sea hares. Any seafood that was difficult to prepare was off the list.
"Hey! Razor clams! I just remembered we can dig for razor clams!" With a shovel in hand, Lin Yuxuan crouched beside a small hole in the sand. "I've seen loads of razor clam digging videos while scrolling. We don't have salt, so we can only dig them out directly."
"I've seen those too, but they always draw the Razor Clams' escape route. How do you figure that out?" Ren Anwen crouched beside Lin Yuxuan too, staring at the breathing hole in the sand with him.
Lin Yuxuan said, "I don't know either. Anyway, just dig along this breathing hole. There are plenty of us, so let's dig together."
"Come on, let's dig." Without another word, Song Wenjing crouched down and started digging.
"Wenwen, let's collect some shells to take back." Chi Shuran's mind was not on digging for razor clams. Or rather, she felt there was no shortage of food here at all. They could find plenty to eat every day just after the tide went out.
"Sure. If we collect enough, we can make a little wind chime to hang up." At Chi Shuran's call, Ren Anwen stood and walked over to her, and they went looking for pretty shells together.
Not counting today, they still had four days left, enough time for them to find lots of conches and seashells.
Zhou Zhichu stood beside Lin Yuxuan with a small bucket. His