Sea-hunting: With the system in hand, my eyes are the ruler

Chapter 1189

Meng Guo's father nodded and said, "Well, you can't eat it."

Meng Guo's mother nodded and said, "It's true that you can't eat it."

Uncle Mengguo was very proud, "I told you, when it comes to crabs, you have to eat the king crab that everyone approves of."

As soon as the uncle finished speaking, Meng Guo's parents had already divided up the red crab on the table.

Not a single piece was left.

Uncle Mengguo was stunned. "Didn't they say we can't eat it?"

Meng Guo's father continued to nod, "Of course you can't eat it."

Meng Guo's father ate with a smacking sound, enjoying himself more than anyone else. Meng Guo's mother also ate with great joy.

The uncle called the waiter and asked, "Do you have any more of this red crab?"

"Yes? Do you want to cut it again?"

"Cut another one." He wanted to see why it was inedible.

A new red crab was served.

Uncle was a little hesitant. Did he really want to try such dark cuisine?

After hesitating for several times, he finally picked up his chopsticks.

When he put the first piece of red crab into his mouth, he was completely stunned. The icy and delicious taste was something he had never experienced before.

“It’s delicious, really delicious, so delicious!”

Meng Guo's mother glanced at Meng Guo's uncle and said, "This is not delicious. King crab is delicious. Big brother should eat king crab."

"Leave the king crab to you guys, I'll just eat this."

Uncle Mengguo ate a piece of red crab in just a few gulps.

He went to pick up other pickled crabs, but before he could pick up the two freshly cut ones, they were all gone.

Meng Guo's aunt looked at the people sitting in the seats in shock. "Well, everyone says it's unpalatable. Yet they enjoy eating it more than anyone else. If I hadn't actually eaten a piece, I would have thought it was that unpalatable!"

They looked at the plate containing the crab with red roe, and in just a moment, the plate was empty.

Several people looked at the table of the younger generation at the same time.

The youngsters at the table shook their heads three times and quickly divided their plate of red crab.

Meng Meng held up the empty plate and faced them, "We have none left here either."

Uncle called the waiter again, "Do you have any more red crab?"

"Sorry, you only brought three red crabs, and they've all been cut up."

Uncle Meng Guo was still a little unsatisfied, "Jiang Han, why did you only bring three of these delicious things?"

Jiang Han smiled and said, "Sorry, everyone. There are indeed only three red crabs."

The main reason is that Xin Gaoyang doesn’t cook much, but he is very confident about the taste of the red crab.

Firstly, his crabs are good to begin with, and secondly, Xin Gaoyang’s cooking skills are exceptionally impressive.

If Xin Gaoyang is willing to make and sell red-roe crabs, the red-roe crabs made by his sister will have no market.

"If you like red crab, I'll send more next time. I also brought some other things this time, you can try them."

This time everyone was looking forward to it, "What else did you bring?"

The waitress came over again. Since both tables were taken care of by Uncle Meng Guo, she still walked to Uncle Meng Guo's side.

"You also brought a wild yellow croaker."

Everyone in the box was shocked.

"Wild yellow croaker?"

"Did I hear correctly?"

"How big is the yellow croaker? I heard that wild yellow croaker has two different prices for those over one jin and those under one jin."

The waiter was also shocked, "It seems to be... more than 7 kilograms?"

"What? Over 7 jin?"

"How much does a 7-jin (approximately -pound) wild yellow croaker cost?"

"A wild yellow croaker this big from the East China Sea would probably cost 1 yuan per pound."

"Shouldn't 7 kilograms be worth more than 7 yuan?"

"..."

Everyone's eyes were fixed on Jiang Han. Over 7 wild yellow croakers, and they were just going to eat them like that?

"I know this fish is valuable. There are two tables of people here, but there is only one fish. I wonder which table should we put this wild yellow croaker on?" asked the waiter.

Logically speaking, it should be placed on the table of the elders, but the younger generations also want to eat it.

Finally, the wild yellow croaker was cut in half and half was eaten by each table.

Perhaps it was because the food that everyone was scrambling to eat was particularly delicious, coupled with the delicious taste of the wild yellow croaker from the East China Sea itself.