"Brother Meng, can I ask you something? Have the fish been put in the pond in advance for tomorrow? What's the general situation in the pit now?" Zhu Wentao asked politely while taking out cigarettes and offering them around.
Meng Xiangqiu took a cigarette, lit it, and said, "My pit runs on a quick in-and-out schedule. After the main fishing ends, there's a day of stealth fishing, leaving almost no fish in the pond.
The official fishing just ended yesterday. We put in 1,500 pounds of fish and 1,270 came out. Plus the scattered leftovers from before, there are roughly three to four hundred pounds of fish in the pit now!
Wang Yan told me to release the fish in front of you guys when you arrive. The fish delivery truck should arrive in about an hour!
We put the fish in a night ahead to ensure better biting tomorrow. I've adjusted the water quality to the best state, and the fish are the prime Tianjin-charged carp. You'll see it for yourselves later on!"
