Lunch was quite sumptuous.
Originally prepared for guests, but the guests had left.
However, on most people's small tables, it just meant more dishes were added; the quantity itself hadn't really changed, only Run Sheng now had two large bowls instead of one.
Li Sanjiang caught sight of this and couldn't help but curse: "Damn it, why don't you just eat out of a bathtub!"
Run Sheng asked joyfully: "Can I?"
Li Sanjiang was choked up and rolled his eyes.
It was then that Run Sheng realized he had misunderstood and gave an embarrassed smile, then started eating in earnest, alternating between holding incense sticks in his left hand and a spoon in his right.
Li Zhiyuan looked at the drunken shrimp in front of him, which had been soaked in rice wine and seasoned with green onion, ginger, and garlic to remove any fishy smell.
He picked one up, put it in his mouth and gently squeezed; the shrimp meat popped out, fresh and delicious.
