Han Qiwu pulled up the Jiangxue fish, and both Aunt Hong Mei and Tang Qingying leaned in to take a closer look.
"Such a big Jiangxue fish! I haven't seen one like this in ages," Tang Qingying said with surprise. "But this type of fish usually appears in the north. How did it end up on this mountain?"
Aunt Hong Mei explained, "Decades ago, there was a merchant from another region who said the climate here was suitable and wanted to farm Jiangxue fish. Later, he was unlucky and encountered a landslide that scattered the fish pond, and these Jiangxue fish are the ones that escaped from there."
"So they're not wild, which means we can eat them without worry," Han Qiwu added. He then baited the hook again, casting several more times and pulling up a few more fish.
Setting aside three Jiangxue fish for lunch, Han Qiwu stored the remaining ones in his compartment, planning to take them back for Little Shui to try.
Wait, there's a Little Prince at home too.
