The six of them, with over a hundred pounds of big carp each, filled up four of the largest storage boxes. It took two strong men working together to barely lift the catch into the pickup truck's bed and arrange it properly.
"Shall we head to the market together? See how much we got in total!" Zhang Yang suggested, wiping his hands.
"Why don't you go with Brother Yan and the others? Liu Zi and I will find a place to grab a bite first. We didn't bring any food on the car, and we're starving!"
Upon hearing the suggestion, Meng Fan clutched his stomach with a pained expression and said pitifully.
Zhang Yang nodded after hearing it: "Alright, then we'll split into two groups. You and Liu Zi go to the supermarket to grab something to eat, and we'll go sell the fish. Let's meet back at the store later!"
"Sounds good! Tonight, let's find a restaurant and use up this Yellow River carp! No one skips out, a grand battle awaits!"
"Okay!"
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