Chapter 59: Fish and Rice "Are the bamboo rafts in the water?" As the crowd grew denser, with people packed tightly as far as the eye could see, Zhao Mengcheng knew the time was right. Liu Bingkun nodded, then asked, "But the current is so strong. Can our bamboo rafts really catch anything if we lower them?" Although the water level had dropped, the power of last year's flood remained. The silt buildup on the riverbed made the current even more turbulent. They didn't dare enter the river lightly,…