Zhao Shi had dinner, nothing happened, and walked out to the village's drying field, many people gathered to talk, looked around, and didn't see Zhao Dahai or Zhong Cuihua.

Zhao Shi was a little worried that when he was not there, Zhao Dahai was about to fight unsteadily, thought about it and walked towards Zhao Dahai's house, stood at the gate of the courtyard, shouted Zhao Dahai, and the door opened after a while.

"What about the sea?"

"Did you sleep?"

Zhao Shi saw that it was Zhong Cuihua who opened the door, which was a little strange.

"I was in a hurry to repair the fishing boat, and after dinner, I went to the forest again with the gas lamp."

"Let this kid not be so desperate and not listen at all."

Zhong Cuihua shook her head.

Zhao Shi didn't expect Zhao Dahai to work all day, and now he is still working, so he decided to take a look.

Zhao Shi walked to the edge of the forest, faintly heard the sound of hammer beating inside, walked a few steps quickly, and saw a very bright gas lamp, Zhao Dahai was busy working on the side, walked over to see, his head and bare shoulders were beads of sweat, and he kept dripping down.

"Huh?!"

"Second grandfather."

"Why are you here?"

Zhao Dahai concentrated on numbness, a black shadow in front of him, startled, and looked up to see that it was Zhao Shi.

Zhao Shi carefully looked at the seams of the boat for a while, it was smooth and sturdy, and the work was very beautiful, he didn't say anything, and turned around to go home.

Zhao Dahai smiled and continued to play hemp, he did his job well, Zhao Shicai didn't say a word, or slapped himself directly on the back of the head.

Night.

Zhao Dahai saw that it was not early, and decided to go back to sleep and rest, and come back early tomorrow morning.

Zhao Dahai untied the rope that was tied up, the waterproof plastic sheet covered the entire fishing boat, and the side was compacted with sand to save the sudden wind at night.

Zhao Dahai packed up his tools, put them in a bag, carried them through the forest, just stepped on the soft sand, heard the sound of rustling, raised the gas lamp in his hand, and immediately saw more than a dozen things running forward quickly, almost in a blink of an eye, they had disappeared in the dark place where the lights could not shine.

Zhao Dahai was happy, these are crabs, I don't know what the real name is, the village is called Shama, and the general crabs mainly live in the sea is different, the hole of this thing is dug on the beach that the sea water can't flood, half a meter deep can be one or two meters, hide in the hole during the day to avoid natural enemies and sunlight, and wait until the night to climb out and eat those dead small fish and shrimp on the beach.

Another difference between the sand horse and the general crab is that the running speed is very fast, and it can run out three or five meters in a blink of an eye when running on the beach, which is the same as the maxima, which is another origin of its name.

Zhao Dahai knew that there was a sand horse on the beach in front of the village, and he came here to dig and play when he was a child, but he didn't expect so much, so big, and the ones he just ran away had to be the size of half a fist.

Can Shama be eaten? Not only is it delicious, but it's also delicious.

Zhao Dahai touched his stomach, he did a night's work and it was physical work, and now it was not early, and he didn't want to think about it and his stomach was so hungry that his saliva flowed out.

"Ahh

"There is a way in heaven, you don't go to hell, there is no door, you come to it!"

"Don't blame Lao Tzu for being polite, I can only let you make some contributions to me!"

Zhao Dahai put down the bag he was carrying, went to the edge of the woods, folded a two-meter-long finger-thick branch, brushed off all the leaves, and waved it a few times to make a whooshing sound.

Zhao Dahai walked back to the beach lightly, turned down the brightness of the gas lamp, leaving only a fist-sized yellow light, standing motionless, at first the surroundings were very quiet, but after a few minutes, the rustling sound sounded and became louder and louder.

Zhao Dahai was not in a hurry, and waited for another seven or eight minutes, just waiting for the surrounding sound to be heard.

"The oil pot is waiting for you!"

Zhao Dahai took a deep breath, kicked his feet the beach and rushed forward, ran two or three steps, bent down, and swept the branch in his hand against the beach, sweeping while running, and stopped for fifty or sixty meters.

Zhao Dahai gasped for breath, he was a little tired from running at high speed just now, rested for a while, walked back to the place where the gas lamp was placed, took a few breaths, wrung it up, and carried it to the place he had just swept.

The speed of the sand horse on the beach is very fast, and it is difficult for people to catch up with their two legs, and even if they do, it takes a lot of effort, and if they can't catch a few, they have to lie down tiredly.

There are two easiest and most effective ways to do this. One is to take a branch and wait for these sand horses to let down their guard, rush forward in the dark, and sweep the long branches against the beach, directly sweeping off the claws of the sand horses, and lying straight on the beach without running. Another way is to dig a pit and put a bucket into the pit, fill it all around, and put some stinky fish and rotten shrimp as bait.

Zhao Dahai took a bag and picked it up as he walked, the size of the sand horse was really big, the number was really large, and all the big and small were picked up, almost four or five catties.

Zhao Dahai thought of the smell of Shama, his mouth watered, he picked up the bag with the tools, and walked briskly to the house.

Zhao Dahai returned home and put away the bag with tools, carried Shama into the kitchen, and saw Zhong Cuihua washing rice, he must have thought that he would cook something hungry when he came back from work, so he immediately said that he would come.

"Yo!"

"This Shama is so big!"

Zhong Cuihua stretched a stool and sat on the edge of the stove, stuffed a handful of hay, lit it, set up branches, and the fire started at once.

"Hey!"

"No one eats this."

"It's strange that you don't grow big?"

Zhao Dahai said as he cleaned the sand horse neatly. The claws were all chopped off with a knife, the lid was lifted, the gills and stomach were removed, and the flesh was very fat and plump, and there was red cream.

Shama can indeed be eaten and the taste is really very good, but there are really few people who eat it.

There are few people in a fishing village like this, and normally children catch and play.

It's been a long time, and it's definitely going to be very big.

Zhao Dahai washed the sand horse, put it in a bamboo basket and drained it. The big iron pot had already been heated with oil, and Shama fell down with a "zi" sound, and a stream of green smoke and water vapor rushed up, and he immediately smelled a unique umami smell of seafood.

Zhao Dahai took the spatula and quickly stir-fried a few times, put the washed rice down and mixed it and fried it for two minutes, put water on high heat and boiled it violently, for about ten minutes, lifted the lid of the pot, put the cut ginger slices down, added a little salt and oil, took a large basin and brought it to the hall, turned around and went back to the kitchen to take the bowls, chopsticks and spoons, and put a bowl for grandma Zhong Cuihua. The porridge of hard rice is springy, the rice soup is thick and mixed with yellow crab paste, and the fried sand horse is fresh with burnt aroma, and I sweat profusely when I eat it. There is nothing more satisfying in this world than having a rush in life and eating a full meal after being busy and exhausted.