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Chapter 8 Good people? Make fire and eat!(2/2)

Crab!

When Qin Yu saw the crab claws flashing through the gap, he immediately raised his eyebrows.

The crab claws are not small. At first glance, they look like hairy crabs, black and gray, and very similar to the color of the reef. No wonder she didn't see it just now.

This is OK! It's more attractive than fruits!

It's just a problem to catch it, but what about the country people? It's not that I've caught it in the fields and streams. Qin Yu immediately looked at the gap in the stone, and found a hole on the left.

Take out the raincoat, cover the gap on the left side, press it tightly with a stone, and then poke it with a wooden pole in the front hole a few times.

The crab resisted a few times, and saw that the enemy was strong, so he slipped away and retreated straight away... When the raincoat was protruding, Qin Yu rushed over and pulled out a pack of the raincoat.

"Wow!" The cameraman even let out a wow.

Is there any? Is there any?

When I opened it, I saw a crab the size of a palm inside.

"What kind of crab is this?" Xu Qingke asked the photographer, all of whom had received training. The photographer said at a glance: "This is an East Timor mud crab."

"Huh? There's no mud." Qin Yu blurted out.

Photographer: “….”

Don't let others take a shower?

However, East Timor is rich in high-value mud crabs, with most adult mud crabs exceeding 600 grams, which can be regarded as the giant among domestic crabs.

"There are mudflats over there, and it seems that they were sneaking over."

Qin Yu wrapped the crab in a raincoat and hung it around his waist. He went back and looked at the firewood once, and ran to the mud again.

There are indeed a lot of mud crabs in the mud, but it is difficult to find them, and they will all get into the mud, making it even harder to find them. Qin Yu acted cautiously and observed them outside for a long time.

"What are you planning to catch me?" The cameraman couldn't help asking.

"It depends on luck..." Qin Yu went back and found a very long wooden pole on the side, and then entered the mud pile.

After walking for a while, he stopped moving. Jiang Taigong fished?

The cameraman couldn't bear it anymore. Just as he was about to remind him, suddenly, he was squirming in the mud, and something big-sized crawled out...

A big mud crab, a lump, looks like it is about 700 to 800 grams.

Just as it was half a head, Qin Yu moved!

Holding the long wooden pole tightly with both hands...

Wave!

Bang!

In an instant, the crab three or four meters away from her was swept and beaten out by a pole.

It hit the big rock more than five meters away on the right.

It should be dead.

It landed motionless.

Videographer: "…..."

Cat: "..."

After thinking for a while, the cameraman was confused and asked, "Do you know how to golf?"

This posture is a bit similar to the swing posture, and I have never seen anyone catch crabs like this.

Or a coincidence?

"No, I caught crawling crawns like this when I was a child." Qin Yu said.

“Looks like a lot.”

"Maybe it was born." Qin Yu joked with a smile, but Maoer said, "It looks like shoveling shit."
Chapter completed!
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