The next day, Ruo Chuan left the city to order a ship at the harbor, while Ruo Xuan asked Ruo Shan to take her to the smithy to order a large fishhook.
Ruo Shan, cradling his precious niece, asked, "Xuanbao, what do you need such a large iron hook for?"
Ruo Xuan replied, "For fishing! It's a fishhook!"
Ruo Shan was speechless.
A fishhook? Was he that ignorant? The blacksmith nearly dropped the sledgehammer on his own leg!
This hook, thicker than her arm, was for fishing?
Which deity's river harbored such large-mouthed divine fish capable of biting this huge hook?
Ruo Shan was also startled by his niece's words!
He looked at the big iron hook the blacksmith was forging and thought that it wasn't for fishing at all; it could be used to hook elephants!
"Little girl, you can't use such a large hook for fishing. I have specialized fishhooks here. Buy one that I've made, and I guarantee you'll catch fish," the blacksmith advised.
