"Uncle... are you doing this to withstand a beating?" Ah Qing looked at Yang Qingfeng with a face full of shock and asked.
Using a large fish plastic toy, creating the marks of a big fish struggling and thrashing ashore at the pond's edge, and later scattering a few big fish scales from the seafood wholesale market...
If this gets exposed, Uncle Yang's physique might not be able to withstand a beating, right?
"Why worry? Can they fix a water pump?" Yang Qingfeng showed a disdainful expression and said, "I won't bother going to the pond to watch the fun. Real skilled fishermen wouldn't go empty-handed because of some fake information."
Jealousy made the fishermen go mad. They endured nine out of ten unsuccessful outings every day and being mocked for feeding the fish.
But then, the neighbor next door caught a thirty-pound carp from the stinky ditch and hung it at the neighborhood gate.
Even the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles couldn't swallow this.
