Catching fish by hand was a technical skill. Without experience, efficiency was extremely low.
The middle of this stretch of river was nearly half a meter deep and over twenty meters long. The fish had plenty of room to move around, making them even harder to catch.
To catch fish neatly, it was best to get a water pump and drain the water until it was nearly dry before going in.
Deng Xiang, Duan Shigang, and the others fumbled around for quite a while before they finally managed to catch a few fish.
In contrast, Jiang Ning caught fish one after another, leaving everyone secretly clicking their tongues in amazement.
Without exaggeration, ninety percent of the fish in the bucket had been thrown in by Jiang Ning.
Xue Yuantong trotted over in her little shoes and peered into the bucket. Dark shapes darted about inside, churning up rolling waves. She shouted, "Jiang Ning, the fish are fighting!"
After hearing that, Jiang Ning gave it some thought. To prevent the fish from killing each other and affecting the quality of the fish meat, he used a Magic Art over the bucket, subduing the fiercest fish.
"It's fine. Let them fight," Jiang Ning said.
Since he had been catching fish closer to the River East Bank, he simply climbed up from that side.
Xue Yuantong stood on the West Bank and waved at Jiang Ning across the six- or seven-meter-wide river. "Let's hurry and carry the bucket up."
The riverbank leading up to the Wheat Field was somewhat steep.
The bucket was filled with water and fish, so it was quite heavy. Xue Yuantong could not carry it alone. If she spilled it halfway up, all the fish they had worked so hard to catch would fall back into the river. That