Leaving the hotel, Ji Zhangzhuo headed straight to the agreed-upon shop.
By the time he arrived, a few assistants had already ordered the food.
Once seated, all he had to do was put on gloves and peel the lobster.
The cooked crayfish were bright red; once peeled, the shrimp meat soaked in red oil looked perfectly springy, and upon tasting, felt flavorful, spicy, and fresh.
After eating a few and drinking some beer—one word, perfect!
The shop was booming with business, and the surrounding tables were also filled with people, eating and behaving much like them.
Since there was work the next day, the assistants focused only on eating and didn't drink much.
Alongside eating, they also chatted.
One of the assistants was quite interested in Ji Zhangzhuo's sect and asked tentatively, "Where exactly is your sect located? In the deep mountains and forests?"
"Pretty much." Ji Zhangzhuo peeled a small bowl of shrimp meat and blissfully popped it all into his mouth.
