Seeing the atmosphere stagnating, Jiang Ning said, "You can pinch its claw, yank it out, or if you touch the shrimp's back, make it turn over in the hole before pulling it out."
"But I usually don't bother with those complicated methods, I just pull it straight out, nothing beats speed, and it's pretty normal to get pinched while catching crayfish."
Compared to the half-baked Xue Yuantong, Jiang Ning was obviously more professional.
Listening to this, Xue Yuantong felt quite embarrassed.
But then again, she felt proud; look, although she couldn't do it, Jiang Ning could!
Geng Lu asked, "Are there really crayfish in this weather?"
It was now nearing May, temperatures had risen, already hitting over 20 degrees.
Jiang Ning said, "There are by the river."
Down by the Huishui River below the dam, connected to many small ponds, those places were teeming with crayfish.
