Right then, the fishermen chief shook his head and said, " Mr. Taoist priest, I'm sorry but we're relying on the fishes for survival. The water has to be pumped every day, and we just really don't have the time to listen to you right now."
"Hehe, if my words can lead you to get more fish, would all of you hear me out?" Fang Ning responded confidently.
"We must listen then," several fishermen were suddenly interested and quickly urged, "Taoist priest, are you going to teach us your magic and show us how to fish?"
"Hehe, haven't you heard of a saying? Instead of accepting others' fishes, you should give others the fishes you catch. If one rares his fishes, one will never run out of stock," Fang Ning said softly.
"Oh, I've never heard of that," the fishermen immediately drooped.