Sea-hunting: With the system in hand, my eyes are the ruler

It’s not that he was unwilling to give more, it’s just like what he said on the phone, putting too many crabs together can easily cause the crabs to die.

Seeing that his sister and brother-in-law were still busy picking shrimps, Jiang Han called Zhang Haidai to tie crabs with him.

He must tie up these crabs for Cai Chengyan first.

It would be bad if the crab claws broke after a long time.

After all, they spent 236,000 yuan.

Lai Zhuang also wanted to help, but this task was too difficult for him.

"Brother Lai Zhuang, can you go to my sister and brother-in-law and help them pull the shrimp nets?"

Lai Zhuang was happy when he heard that Jiang Han had arranged something for him.

He nodded vigorously, "Lai Zhuang, sure."

With the help of Jiang Feng and Jiang Wenshan, Lai Zhuang successfully got on their boat.

Lai Zhuang pulled the net, and Jiang Feng and Jiang Wenshan could pick shrimps together.

As a result, Jiang Feng and Jiang Wenshan also sped up.

After Jiang Han and Zhang Haidai finished tying up the crabs, Jiang Feng and Jiang Wenshan had also finished picking the shrimps.

Jiang Han and his companions put all the other crabs in a box and took them to Jiang Wenshan and Jiang Feng's boat.

"Sister, please send the box of butter crabs to my classmate Cai Chengyan. Give the rest of the crabs to Uncle Lao Lai. As for the scattered spicy snails, squid, eels, etc., the quantity is not large, so you can take some and sell the rest to the Hollywood Hotel."

"We don't need these, let's sell them to restaurants."

Jiang Feng looked at the crabs and said, "Do you want to tie them up? If so, I'll come after I send the kids off."

Jiang Han shook his head, "No thanks." This amount was really too much.

"If he breaks his legs, he breaks his legs. If he dies, he dies. Just let Aunt Wu take care of it."

Jiang Feng knew Jiang Han's temper, so when he heard his brother say that, he just let him do what he wanted.

Jiang Wenshan returned the three shrimp nets to Jiang Han and drove away in the boat.

Jiang Han had good eyesight. He saw from afar that Jiang Feng was sitting on the boat and starting to tie up the crabs with rubber bands.

Although I promised him not to tie him up, I still didn't want him to lose too much.

"Brother Han, are we going back?"

Jiang Han retracted his gaze and said, "Go find uncle."

When they arrived at the island, they smelled the fragrance before they even reached the lighthouse.

"Brother Han, it smells so good."

Perhaps hearing the noise, the uncle came out of the small house next to the lighthouse.

There is also a Chinese pastoral dog following him.

Over the years, this Chinese native dog has become the uncle's companion.

"You're finally here. I made dumplings for you using sea anemones. Please try them."

Jiang Han and the others were stunned. "Uncle, have you done it for us?"

Making dumplings must be troublesome. There are no dumpling wrappers for sale here, so you have to roll them out yourself.

For southerners, this is a huge project.

"Hey, I have nothing to do anyway, so I'll do it for you guys."

The uncle came into the house and took out the octopus again. "I'll grill this big octopus for you, okay?"

As soon as the uncle finished speaking, the octopus sprayed ink all over his face.

A few people were stunned for a moment, then they all burst into laughter.

Jiang Han was relieved to see that the ink had not gotten into the uncle's eyes. The uncle also got some cold water and began to wash his face again and again.

But octopus ink is really hard to clean. In fact, cleaning it only makes the black area bigger.

"Uncle, try washing it with vinegar."

As a person living on the island, it is common to be sprayed with ink by these things.

As long as it is not sprayed on your face and the area is not large, just wash it with water and let it fade away slowly.

This kind of stain on the face is not very good-looking, so I will wash it with vinegar or alkali.

The uncle didn't care that it wasn't completely clean even after washing it several times.

"There's no one else on this island. No matter how pretty I am, no one will look at me." If he continued washing, his face would hurt from rubbing.

The uncle wiped his face with a towel and left it alone.

Finally, the octopus was also fried.

The uncle not only used anemones to make dumplings, but also fried dishes with them.