"Give it to me," Qin Yuche said, taking the big grass carp from Qin Yuze's hands.
As a chef, he had a way with handling ingredients. With expertise, Qin Yuche knocked the grass carp out with the back of his knife, preventing a similar "tragedy" from happening again.
Qin Yuche's deft skills made Qin Yuze's previous actions seem even more foolish.
Cough cough, if something like this comes up again, better let cousin handle it, Qin Yuze silently decided.
Having recovered from his discomposure, Qin Yuze looked at the grass carp, now the victim under his cousin's knife, and couldn't help but feel puzzled.
How could such a big grass carp be in such a small pond?
The crayfish is another story; those creatures are hardy and can survive just about anywhere. It's normal for them to be in a small pond.
He had a vague feeling that something was not quite right.
Qin Yuze's suspicion wasn't misplaced.
