"Weigh it! Weigh it!"
The process was the same, except this time the numbers jumped even more dramatically than before.
"Twelve and a half pounds!"
"My God!"
Everyone looked at Lu Zheng with shock and disbelief in their eyes.
This was a newbie?
"Buddy, what bait are you using?"
Someone leaned over to Lu Zheng's bait bucket, peered inside, and saw a dozen finger-sized little fish.
"Just this ordinary bait."
"The first catch was a five-pound-seven-ounce large yellow croaker, and the second was a twelve-and-a-half-pound seven-banded grouper. This must be the Dragon King's own son."
"Old fishermen would be furious."
"Why am I only catching these eight-ounce small fish?"
"Get out of here, I only caught a three-tael one."
"They'll be having a feast tonight..."
"I'm so envious!"
