Hence, she was quick to glare at An Jiuyue as she watched her descend the mountain. She hated her so much she wished she could cut off a few pieces of her flesh!
"Jiuyue, Jiuyue! Quick, come here! We're catching fish. They are so fat. We've been discussing what to do with them. We don't think we can rear all of them."
Aunt Ju and the other women were worried about what they should do with the fish.
There was nowhere to rear these fishes. Even if they wanted to, they were also afraid of accidentally killing them. After all, a fish would die quickly in a water vat.
If the fish died under their care, they would be too afraid to eat it that it would not matter if it had died naturally or of illness.
An Jiuyue was also a little perplexed as she looked at the fish. "It's difficult to preserve these fishes."
In the past, she would have salted the fishes and left them under the sun for a few days.
