The next day, Li Long and Tao Daqiang went to collect the nets. Unable to sleep, Li Qingxia went along too.
Although he could not personally sell his basin of fish that day, just looking at the fish made him happy.
This time, Li Long went into Little Haizi to retrieve the nets himself. The eight large-mesh nets were bound to catch big fish, and he was worried Tao Daqiang might get knocked into the water by a fish again. That would not be worth it.
When he reached the head of the first net, Li Long had barely untied the rope fastened to the reeds when he heard something splashing in the water a short distance ahead. He lifted the net line slightly and saw that whatever was splashing was beneath the netting.
They had caught a fish.
Li Long felt a little excited, but he kept it down and slowly gathered the net.
It was a dozen or so meters away. When he gathered the net up to that spot, Li Long saw a grass carp over half a meter long wrapped in it, struggling now and then to little avail.
It was not a common carp, which disappointed Li Long a little. He bent down and slowly wound the net he had already gathered around the fish, tightening it before lifting the fish into his arms.
The grass carp began struggling violently, but Li Long had already hooked his fingers into its gills and mouth and quickly stuffed it into the Urea Sack.
This net had a mesh size of four and a half finger widths, and the grass carp looked to weigh five or six kilograms. Li Long continued gathering it. Soon, he finished retrieving the net. Apart from some slab crucian carp, two silver carp