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... walked along.

   When I came to the wharf, I saw that the wharf of the fishery was still busy, mainly carrying seafood to the seafood market. Now Beiwan Fishing Farm can catch 3,000 tons of seafood every month! Remember, it's every month. Now the mass production scale of the entire fishery has reached a very terrifying amount. And it is still rising. Anyway, the fishing grounds carry out big fishing almost once a week. That kind of shrimp and crab are caught almost every day.

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