A few young men huddled together always have something to talk about. After briefly asking about each other's origins and names, they began sharing their own interesting stories. The topics of conversation for the other three mostly revolved around the water, and they couldn't quite understand Pei Ye's fishing skills. So, he picked out a story from his childhood about fighting a big catfish, and the others laughed and called him boastful.
Before the sky was completely dark, the boat finally reached the spot to cast the net. A few well-built skilled men swiftly pulled the net back, and for a moment, live fish were jumping around in the cabin.
"This is today's delivery from our boat. Let's pick them out. Looks like a hundred and thirty to fifty pounds."
"So many big fish, how much do we get for them?"
Uncle Xu chuckled, clasped his hands at the side: "This is a delivery from the gang to the heroes of Yanwu. You work for the gang, does the gang still need to pay you?"
