After a moment's thought, Chu Xian made the decision to transform back into a fish and eat all the carps he caught, using the net instead for the grenadier anchovies.
Then, back in human form, he carried the net and three chests back to his car. The few people in the area glanced at the wooden chests curiously but didn't approach.
Inside his car, he opened the boxes expectantly, starting with the longer, rectangular one.
"Paper. What a pity!" Chu Xian thought, shaking his head speechlessly. The paper had long been soaked with water and turned into messy lumps.
Putting that chest aside, he opened one of the square ones.
"Cloth? Why is everything cloth or paper? Did this guy run a silk business or something?"
Chu Xian thought to himself, shaking his head with disappointment before turning to the final box.
"Yes! The best for last!" Chu Xian finally smiled.