"Uh..."
Xie Peng's face was quite awkward, "Brother Yang, why do you say such things about fishermen?"
"Aren't they just idiots? All day long, they study this fishing spot and that fishing spot, this bait and that bait, this fishing method and that fishing method, these additives and those additives. Online, there's a whole bunch of fake fishing masters, peddling to this boss and that boss, haggling over every little fishing fee; it's all a tax on intelligence! And yet a bunch of people still believe in it. Aren't they just idiots? With all that effort, why not work hard, strive well, and be a good worker, earn more to support the family, isn't that better?"
Zhang Hongyang was criticizing with fervor, and Xie Peng felt like his spit was almost splattering on his face.
Xie Peng simply abandoned the idea of fishing; it was clear Brother Yang didn't like it at all!
