After quite a lively hustle, Yan Ran, Tai Xiaodong, and the others finally managed to squeeze into the crowd under Wu Lan's lead.
By the shore, there was no longer any distinction between the host, customers, or helpers; everyone was spontaneously picking up fish, throwing fish, in a hustle and bustle like a grand village festival.
Halfway there, the three young people could no longer push through, so they just stood by the pond, hastily setting up scales and plastic bags while shouting themselves hoarse to communicate with people:
"Carp over here! Don't worry about the size, all are good—"
"Grass carp too, 40, all 40! Great for stewing when you get home!"
"That goes for silver carp too, all the big ones over here—"
"White fish strips! White fish strips here!"
Xiaocai was still at the shore, itching to join the fish-catching action, when suddenly there was a seamless transition to selling! With so many people scrambling, how could she possible resist!