After reaching into the water, he dragged the dip net along the bottom and walked forward. Twenty meters later, he lifted the net out and had scooped up nearly half a netful of river snails.
This...
The tiny amount I had painstakingly picked was actually less than what Second Uncle scooped up in one go.
Shen Baobao pursed her lips, feeling utterly dejected!
Second Uncle dumped the river snails from the net for Lin Xu and Shen Baobao to pick out the stones and debris, while he scooped up another netful.
This was a great haul, easily over ten pounds of river snails. It was more than enough to feed themselves; they could even set up a street stall with this much.
After putting the dip net back, Second Uncle took out a suitable net bag for holding river snails from the dock's small hut. He put the river snails in it and then drove the utility vehicle to take his nephew home.
