The sun rose, and the air warmed a little. After serving this round of customers, Li Long straightened up and looked around. There still weren't many people.
The first customers were quite satisfied with the fish. After all, they had been specially selected: large, fairly uniform in size, with no small ones among them. They looked good, too.
But there were still too few customers. More than half an hour had passed, and a few fish remained from the first sack.
Li Long knew he was being a little greedy. In the past, he had only brought two sacks of fresh fish to sell. Back then, the fish had been lively and flopping around, a pleasing sight. These were frozen fish now. Though they still looked good, they certainly couldn't compare with fresh ones.
Besides, he had sold most of this sack, which counted as a modest gain. But at this rate, he might not sell all ten sacks in a day.
It was a little worrying. This wasn't quite what he had imagined.
Had I come too early? Should I come back a little later?
He took another sack of fish off the horse-drawn cart and emptied it onto the plastic sheeting. He separated a few fish that had frozen together, arranged them neatly, and resumed calling out.
Feeling the cart shift, Number 76 lifted his head from his hay and turned to look at Li Long, then turned back and lowered his head to eat again.
Li Long rested for a while. When a long-distance bus arrived and the passengers got off, he immediately began calling out loudly again.
His call drew quite a few people over. They gathered around the stall, looking at the fish, pointing and choosing. The fish were frozen now anyway, so Li Long