Ding Wen answered, "141! Come on, lift up the fish basket, and I'll count for you!"
"Okay!" Zhang Yang quickly lifted the fish basket out of the water.
Seeing the rough number of fish at the bottom of the basket, Ding Wen's heart skipped a beat.
Damn, this number is quite unreasonable.
A 40 cm diameter competition fish basket, most people's baskets couldn't even cover the bottom layer with tiny carp, but Zhang Yang's basket obviously had a lot more carp, almost filling half of the basin.
"So many! It's estimated to be over 200!"
"I haven't counted either? Let's count!"
Very quickly, Ding Wen squatted down and started counting.
"1, 2, 3, 4..."
After a short while, the fish were counted, and Ding Wen finally reported a number that made the surrounding anglers take a deep breath.
233 fish! It's nearly double the number of the guy with the least catch.
"Whoa! That's amazing! 233 fish per hour when floating!" Ding Wen exclaimed.
