Chapter 139: Luck Value Cannot Be Used Up

Gu Anran saw Wu An dig out a clam with one shovel strike, his eyes widened: "Can clams really be dug like that?"

A Qing retorted: "Sister-in-law, otherwise how would you dig?"

Gu Anran took a mineral water bottle from the bucket, inside was pure white salt, aimed at a hole and squirted a little, then the clam popped out.

Gu Anran reached out and grabbed it, the clam was in his hand.

It looked very easy.

Gu Anran said: "Actually the main difficulty is finding the clam holes, but… there are so many clam holes here, no need to search, what's going on?"

Wu An smiled and said: "Maybe the clams are holding a meeting."

Actually.

It might be because he is here, the tools boosted by Luck Value make these clams restless, thus revealing the holes that expose them.

A Qing took the mineral water bottle, tried it too, then squatted down, leaned in to watch the hole's change; as a result the clam didn't crawl out, but a jet of water shot from the hole.

A Qing was caught off guard, got sprayed in the face, then the clam popped up; angry, he lunged to grab it, but ended up breaking the clam, leaving only half in his hand.

Gu Anran laughed, swaying: "Sometimes they spray water out, not just clams, actually razor clams do too."

Wu An nodded.

He himself only knew this, but he and A Qing usually dug clams with brute force; this was the first time using salt to draw them out.

Actually it's not Gu Anran's special skill; most fishermen do it this way.

A Qing, unable to stay calm, picked up a sand shovel and dug, quickly excavating the fleeing clams and forcefully tossing them into the bucket.

At first, Gu Anran still used salt to squirt the clams.

Later.

Finding this method too inefficient, plus the beach had just receded, making the sand damp and loose, very easy to dig; Wu An and A Qing each shovel strike yielded at least two clams, sometimes three or four.

Indeed, just as Wu An said, these clams are holding a meeting.

She simply also picked up a sand shovel and started digging.

The three followed the tide; when the tide receded a bit, they moved forward a little, and only stopped when night was about to fall and the tide rose.

Not looking at the harvest yet, Wu An glanced at his Luck Value and found he still had 18 points.

Can't use it up.

Cannot use it up at all.

As the Luck Value ceiling keeps rising, his daily Luck Value also increases with the tide; gathering by the sea would definitely not be feasible.

Even if he worked all day at the seaside, one person could consume at most 20 Luck Value points; adding A Qing and Gu Anran brings it to only 60 points.

Even counting his older brother and sister-in-law, even his father, they could only consume over a hundred Luck Value points.

We still need to get a boat as soon as possible.

We also need to expand, one boat, two boats, three boats; otherwise if the system's Luck Value can't be used up, it would be really unpleasant.

The three walked uphill; Gu Anran carried a bucket in one hand, leading the way; Wu An and A Qing each carried a bucket in one hand, and with the other hand helped pull a Snake Skin Bag, walking a bit slowly, lagging behind.

Gu Dame came over from the side, teasing: "Handsome guy, you look a bit weak."

"My Anran has already left you half a street behind."

"You really aren't up to it; you need to train."

Because it was dark and they were somewhat far away, Gu Dame couldn't see clearly that the two were carrying quite a lot; approaching, she saw both had things in their hands and exclaimed: "All these big and small bundles, what did you dig up?"

"Clams, this big?"

"Could it be that the Snake Skin Bag is also full of clams?"

"My goodness."

"You went to the sea to stock up, right?"

Gu Dame came over to chat, actually just wanting to show off that she had dug a bucket of razor clams despite the small tide… but ended up being shown up.

Gu Anran dug two buckets of clams, not to mention Wu An and A Qing, who besides those two buckets also had a Snake Skin Bag full of clams.

That must be several hundred catties!

Gu Anran smiled and said: "It's Wu An who found the good spot; otherwise the clams I dug wouldn't be as many as yours, Auntie."

Gu Dame usually looks after her, and she doesn't want to show off.

But saying that still made Gu Dame feel a bit uneasy.

There's nothing to be done.

Comparing people makes one angry to death.

Arriving at the roadside, Gu Anran put the bucket into the vehicle, unlocked it, and asked: "Come on up, I'll give you a ride to the dock."

Wu An shook his head: "We'll just walk back."

"Don't talk nonsense; if you walk back it'll take ages, I just need to twist the throttle."

"Aren't you tired?"

Wu An gave a hehe smile: "Then I won't be polite."

Gu Anran rolled his eyes; unconsciously, they became more at ease with each other.

Arrived at the dock.

Lao Xie was lying on a recliner fanning himself, with a radio beside him playing music; hearing the motorcycle sound, he instinctively opened his eyes and looked over.

Other vendors also poked their heads out to look.

The motorcycle pulled straight up to the gate; Lao Xie rose, smiling, and greeted: "Here you come."

Wu An jumped off the vehicle: "Today we dug quite a few clams."

Lao Xie came to the vehicle, picked up two and examined them: "Let me have a look, wow, are they all this big?"

Wu An said: "There are also some small ones."

"The goods you dug up are fine with me; no need to sort them," Lao Xie said with a smiling face, his voice a little lowered: "Today it's 21 per jin."

Wu An nodded.

Last time it was only 20 yuan per jin; this time it's an extra yuan. Don't underestimate that one yuan; it might bring an extra two or three hundred yuan in sales.

The nearby stallholders, idle with nothing to do, came over to watch.

Elder Chen's face grew even gloomier, his gaze unfriendly.

Wu An noticed his gaze, turned his head and met his eyes with a smile; although the two said nothing, they had already engaged in a bit of "harmonious" exchange.

Elder Chen thought Wu An was probably deliberately coming to slap him in the face.

Wu An replied, "Don't say it's possible—it's true."

Gu Anran this time also caught about a hundred and ten jin of razor clams, already enough for the stall, so Wu An simply sold all the clams to Lao Xie.

In total it was 245 jin; he kept 5 jin and got 5,040 yuan.

He gave A Qing 500 yuan and 2 jin of clams, kept 3 jin for himself, saw Gu Anran ride away on a bike, and carried the plastic bag back home.

He set the clams down, rode his motorcycle straight to town.

Upon arriving in town it was already 7:30 pm.

At the restaurant, Qin Zong personally greeted him; Gao Qiangqi, Elder Fang, and Lao Mai were also present.

Food and drink were good.

Gao Qiangqi gave him a USB drive with the recorded surveillance footage; Qin Zong, learning that Wu An had official business, immediately lent the Office so Wu An could view the surveillance.

There was a lot of surveillance footage.

Fortunately he had encountered Lin Hu at that time, with a clear time window; he only needed to watch the footage from that period, about half an hour total.

Moreover, at double speed, if there was a discovery, it wouldn't take long.

In just half an hour there was a major find: one camera captured Lin Hu walking toward a fishing boat, another camera captured Lin Hu leaving.

Although the footage was somewhat blurry, it clearly showed Lin Hu looking panicked, holding something in his hand when walking toward the boat, which was gone when he left.

"We can be sure it's his doing, but trying to convict him based on these two videos might still be insufficient… but… I wasn't planning to convict him anyway," Wu An muttered, a sly smile appearing on his face.

He was in a great mood.

He copied the videos twice more, put the USB drive away, left the Office, and heard Gao Qiangqi and Lao Mai talking about night fishing.

Wu An had a thought: he still had some Luck Value left unused, and Gao Qiangqi had helped him a lot this time, so he should say something…