Zhang Yang pointed to the plastic basket not far away and quietly said, "Look, if the fish were normal, would they be so calm when taken out?"
With Zhang Yang's reminder, after a brief observation, everyone realized that indeed, the fish pulled out behaved like they had been whacked on the back of the head—stiff and unresponsive, showing no resistance.
After weighing, the Grass Carp were placed into the pond; they could maintain a swimming posture, but they showed no intent to dive down and frisk around, simply floating on the surface in groups, like driftwood.
After witnessing this, Wang Yan pursed his lips in frustration, "Damn it, Liu Mazi is trying to scam us, right? Doping the Grass Carp with anesthetic—floating on the surface like this, no way they'll bite over the weekend!"
Zhang Yang nodded, "Adding anesthetic to Grass Carp is fine, they're not as hardy as Crucian Carp or Common Carp; without it, transportation issues might occur.
