Lin Ziyang, Lin Zicheng, Lin Ziming and others quickly rushed to the puddle in front to observe whether there were any fish.

As a result, when we were at the shore, suddenly something like a lump of mud jumped from the shore into the muddy water.

"It's true!" Lin Zicheng shouted happily. Except for Lin Zizheng who was lying on the ox cart, the other brothers of the Zi generation all pulled up their trouser legs and walked into the mud.

The water in this shallow pool is not deep, only about 30 centimeters deep. Even if a child falls in, he will not drown. It is turbid and muddy. The fish in the shallow pool occasionally wag their tails, stirring the water and mud even more turbid, making it impossible to spot them.

Lin Changshou blocked the glare from above with his hands and looked at the shallow puddle. "What kind of fish is in there? Grass carp or silver carp?"

Lin Changxi squatted on the shore and said, "I don't think it looks like one. How come it has two whiskers?"

Lin Ziming, Lin Zicheng, Ermao Sanliang and the others had already tied up their trouser legs and looked eager to try: "Oh, no matter what it is, just go down and pull two out first!"

Seeing this, Lin Rui couldn't help but feel itchy: "I think it's okay, let's walk."

The women were all resting on the shore, keeping watch on the surroundings while watching the fishing results of the men in the water.

Although the water in the shallow puddle was only 30 centimeters deep, the mud was very soft and rotten. If you stepped into it, you would sink at least to the height of your calf. Adding to the mud and water, if you stepped into it, the water would reach about the knees.

After several attempts at catching fish, all my previous confidence was completely wiped out by the fish being so slippery in the water that I could hardly catch them.

Lin Rui felt that there were a lot of fish in the mud. When he tried to fish them out, he could even touch the slippery scales of two or three fish. But when he turned around to grab them, they immediately swam away.

The same went for the others. This shallow puddle was so tiny that even with so many people going in, they still couldn't move much. The fish in it were like spirits, and there was no way to touch them even if they died.

"I caught it, I caught it!" At this time, Ermao came out covered in mud, holding a flathead fish as long as an adult's arm.

Only then did everyone see the true appearance of the fish. Its mouth was flat and huge, with two long whiskers hanging on both sides. There were no scales on its body, only a layer of mucus.

No wonder Lin Rui had thought that the fish's scales were so soft and smooth. It turns out that the fish simply has no scales.

Seeing the appearance of these fish, everyone couldn't help but say: "Oh, isn't this a catfish!"

Catfish? Oh yes, catfish!

Lin Rui didn't have a very good impression of catfish. What came to his mind were the reports he had seen on major websites about the Mother River of India. The densely packed catfish were almost jumping out of the water to find food. Their bodies were as black as ink. The largest one could grow to 300 kilograms and was known as the King of Catfish.

Three hundred kilograms of fish! It's hard to find a three hundred kilogram human, but in India's Mother River, catfish weighing one or two hundred kilograms are simply as numerous as cattle hairs. The feces, garbage, and corpses excreted in the river become their food. In the Mother River with poor environment and water quality, other fish can't survive, but catfish are in heaven.

Sometimes they would even eat a living person to improve the diet, with such a bloody mouth!

Lin Pingmao happily knocked his cane on the ground: "Quick, quick, three or two, get it up!"

Zhang Dacui, Niu Qin and others also came over happily and handed over the wooden barrels to fill.

Modern people rarely eat catfish. After all, catfish of all species have strong vitality and can eat anything. Some catfish can even survive in septic tanks and remain fat and healthy. How could people dare to eat such dirty fish?

However, if ancient people caught catfish, they thought it was a rare delicacy. First of all, catfish has few bones. Compared with crucian carp, silver carp, bighead carp, etc., it only has one long main bone, and the meat is extremely tender.

The catfish in this mud pit must have been a river that dried up and turned into the shallow puddle it is today, so these fish were trapped here. Lin Rui and his friends were the first people to discover this puddle, and they did not see any human corpses in the puddle or on the shore, otherwise it would be really disgusting to have to eat catfish that had already eaten the rotten flesh of human corpses.

He can't eat it anyway!

Lin Rui had just prepared himself mentally when he saw the fish in San Liang's arms suddenly twist and the fish, covered in slime, was forced out of San Liang's hands and fell into the puddle.

Zhao Qing straightened up: "No, no, it's too difficult to catch it like this."

Lin Changtai also wiped the sweat from his face: "What should we do? We don't have any fishing nets or anything."

Zhao Qing thought for a moment and said, "Let me try with an arrow."

Lin Rui saw that he couldn't catch any fish and got a lot of mud on his hands and clothes. He also ran out of the mud with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

Lin Zicheng and others also accepted their fate and planned to think of a new way. It would definitely not work to capture it with just hands.

Only a few teenagers, Sanliangermao and Mutou, were still excited and were eager to find a proof to show everyone.

Zhao Qing quickly took out his bow and arrow from the wheelbarrow, walked to the shore and shot at a catfish passing through the muddy water.

"Hit!" Lin Ziming exclaimed loudly, and immediately ran forward, grabbed the tail feathers of the arrow and brought up a catfish that was twisting violently on the arrow head. Before it could break free, he threw it onto the shore.

He handed the arrow back to Zhao Qing, who drew the bow and shot the arrow, following a familiar process.

In the following time, this shallow puddle became Zhao Qing's personal show. Born as a hunter, he had extremely high accuracy and never missed his target. He could take the life of a fish with one arrow.

Soon, the number of catfish on the shore piled up more and more, and the catfish in the puddle were not as loud as before, and disappeared by more than half.

Previously, you could see ripples caused by the swimming catfish, but now there are no ripples at all. The water is extremely quiet. Only when someone goes into the water and stirs it will the catfish start swimming again.

Today's harvest was huge, and it would become increasingly difficult to obtain catfish in the future. Lin Rui stopped the operation and asked everyone to clean up the catfish, keeping those that should be kept and eating those that should be eaten.

What's left in the water is left for the next group of people. It's a little harder to obtain, but it's still a source of food.

If they didn't have fishing nets and Zhao Qing, they would only be able to sigh at the river.

The stinking shallow puddles and the fishy smell of catfish made this place look like a slaughterhouse marinated in blood. The children gathered around their mother and grandmother to watch curiously. The women killed the fish skillfully, cutting open the fish's belly and emptying the intestines, then rinsed them with water to clean them.

Now Lin Rui's food reserves are their greatest confidence. No one expected that when they were running out of food, their clan leader would start to use his ultimate move and directly take them to Huangmo Pass where they could survive.

Lin Rui thought that if the house had not been upgraded, there was a high probability that several people in the Lin family would have starved to death.