This batch of crabs was selected by Uncle Lu according to the requirements of the supplying hotel; each crab weighing exactly four liang and nine qian, totaling fifty crabs with the price naturally not low, each crab costing US$55.
"Did you raise these crabs?" Suppressing the anger in his heart, Huang Tengchong seemed to have found the crab thief. Had he not been in such a rush today, only bringing Meixin with him, and not been a match in a fight against this tall crab-raising youngster, he would have gone up and started scolding the other party long ago.
"Yes, don't look down on this young lad's age; his skills are quite impressive. He is a top-notch crab farmer," Mao Dazhu took the opportunity to boast. Despite the boasting, most of it was true; Uncle Lu had made a few trips here and had spoken highly of Yezi to gain him some favorable impressions.
