"Alright, everyone, I'm going to go grill the fish now!"
Seeing her triumphantly scoop the fish into the bucket and carry it up the slope, the grannies and grandpas exchanged glances, but ultimately, none of them moved.
Anglers never admit defeat!
One of them said, "You go on ahead! I feel a bite coming on!"
Another said, "Hey, you don't know me. My luck always kicks in a little later!"
'Alright then.'
Ni Bingyan suppressed a laugh and hurried over to the barbecue area with the fish. She rinsed the prep station clean, grabbed a knife the grannies and grandpas had brought, and deftly cleaned the fish in a few quick motions. Then, she started a fire and began grilling.
The charcoal was high-quality fruitwood charcoal, which gave off a unique, fruity aroma. The fish were wild-caught from the lake, not plump and fatty like farmed ones.
