"We caught a bit too many."
In the end, Feng Ao Si managed to catch four fishes with brute force while Nan Luo only caught three fishes. Feng Ao Kuai used the long fence once more and got another three, making it a total of seven fishes. Because of the size of the fishes, it would be a bit hard for them to finish it all.
"We can use salt to dry it for tomorrow, right?" Nan Luo tried to remember the survival lesson his grandfather taught him before.
"Yes, we'll eat half for today." Old Master Nan was amused. It seemed that there wouldn't be any problem for the brats if they had to survive in wilderness as long as they could find some river to hunt fishes.
"Alright! I'll roast it!"
"Hey, I want to be the one to do it!"
Hou Liang was the one who watched from a distance. One was to make sure that there wouldn't be anyone to disturb the old master and the young masters from having fun. The second was to protect them.