He seized my dad's fishing boat and forced me to take over the stinkiest dead mudflat in the entire village. I neither cried nor made a fuss. I signed a life-or-death wager and used broken roof tiles and discarded bamboo tubes to breathe new life into the dead mudflat. On the very first day, I dug up premium green crabs and raked in 2,900 yuan. The villain panicked and opened the sluice gates to flood the place and ruin me, but I countered by secretly laying a disorienting formation overnight, earning a whopping 50,000 yuan in a single night. At the Mid-Autumn Festival market, I cracked open the crabs on the spot to prove their quality. Their hard shells and rich red roe crushed him and nailed him to the pillar of shame. But the powerful capitalist force backing him has already set its sights on me.