"Exactly. Even if we scoop them up and make fish sauce, we can't finish it or sell it. Mother's been giving it away everywhere, and there's still almost half a vat left." Lin Xiuqing tugged his hand, wanting to head back.
But Ye Yaodong had barely turned around before he stopped.
"Wait, aren't we planning to open our shop after the New Year? We can just send the fish sauce there to sell, can't we? People from elsewhere don't eat fish sauce, but people in our own city do, right?"
"When the time comes, we can gather things up and put whatever we don't want or can't finish in the shop to sell. Things we don't think are anything special here, things nobody wants, might appeal to someone in the city. They don't produce country goods there, and with transport so underdeveloped, goods don't circulate much either."
Lin Xiuqing thought it over and felt he had a point. Dried fish was nothing special in their countryside, yet it was quite popular in the city.
Everyone locally used fish sauce to season food and enhance its flavor. They should be able to sell at least some in the city. That was better than leaving a whole vat sitting at home. They had long since given some to every relative and friend they ought to.
"Then are we going to wait here to catch fish? Aren't you going to the Old House?"
Ye Yaodong shone his flashlight over the water again. "We can't just stand here waiting. This cold wind would freeze us to death. Let's take a look. I'll shine the light over it. These fish are all attracted to light. If there are any of those little fish underneath, they'll start churning and leaping at the surface when the flashlight