Chu Lan, Lu Yuhong, and Xie Jue were on the opposite boat, while Xie Ying was on this side, each occupying a spot, grabbing their fishing rods, picking their bait, and beginning to fish.
The tools Wei Ruo needed arrived a bit late, but it didn't matter because the four fishermen had not caught anything yet.
After a while, Chu Lan's fishing rod showed the first movement.
Following some tugs, he pulled up a black fish, weighing roughly two taels. Though it wasn't as flavorful as a mandarin fish, its flesh was quite good, perfect for grilling.
Chu Lan sent his servant to take the fish to the boat where Wei Ruo was.
After receiving the fish, so as not to let the smell of processing the fish dampen the mood, Xiumei took the fish to the tail of the boat and smoothly dealt with it.
Scaling, gutting, removing gills, her movements were swift and smooth. In no time, a fish that was still alive and kicking was made clean and white.
