Long ago, in a small fishing village called "Wangchao," there lived two fishermen, one named Aman and the other named Aque. Aman was well-off; his wooden house was piled with dried fish from the previous seasons, and his cellar was stocked with enough salted goods to last half a year. Every morning, he would get up leisurely, brew a pot of tea, check the weather, and only go to sea on a calm day. When the fishing season came, he went out; when it didn't, he mended his nets, dried his fishing gear, and accompanied his child picking up seashells on the beach. He always chose his net-casting spots very accurately—he had time to observe the tides, study the fish schools, and chat with the old fishermen for advice. Aque was different. His family had long been out of food...