The 12-meter fish trap, the harvest was simply astonishing.
Everyone worked together, big and small exerting force, and it took a full half-hour to release those undersized or insufficiently numbered fish back into the river.
Even so, the two large plastic basins Chen Xi brought were filled to about eighty percent.
Lun Chuan laughed and said, "Looks like we're not going to be short on fish to eat today or tomorrow."
He looked over at Qin Yun, to mention a few, and kindly reassured them, "With this much harvest, you don't need to feel pressured while fishing. If you come back empty-handed, there's no need to hide it."
Saying that, the fishermen glared angrily:
With their skills, how could they possibly fail?
Besides, these days who fishes for eating? It's all about dignity!
Determined, everyone decided to come equipped at four in the afternoon to restore their honor.
