Song Yun, in all his years, had never heard such an explanation before. Dragon Year shrimp are dragon shrimp? So, in the Year of the Dog, are they dog shrimp? And the Year of the Pig, pig shrimp?
This... this is just nonsense!
Just as Song Yun wanted to argue further, Mo Yuyao interrupted, "It's just a gimmick, but it tastes pretty good."
"Nowadays, businessmen really have some tricks," Song Yun remarked with admiration, completely forgetting that he himself was a businessman, and often a rather unscrupulous one at that.
They stayed at the barbecue place until past eleven that night. Mo Yuyao indulged herself, eating with her face glowing with satisfaction. Song Yun couldn't help but feel a bit of heartache seeing this. These things used to be easily available in Mo Yuyao's life.
"Let's go." Mo Yuyao patted her flat stomach contentedly and said, "I'm full!"
"Let's go." Song Yun stood up with a smile, leading Mo Yuyao out of the barbecue shop.
