"Need another five hundred, remove all the fish meat, leave only the fish bones, not even a trace of flesh left..."
"No, young master, you said to make fish balls from minced meat, I accepted that.
What do you need five hundred fish bones for?!"
"Deep-fried, they're the crispiest, perfect as a snack with wine, is it not?"
Gui Geng was intimidated by Chen Yan's gaze, not daring to lift his head: "Alright, alright, as you command."
"Also... five hundred fish more, no flesh and no bones, leave only the scales, each one meticulously scraped off!"
Still, Gui Geng, no matter how dull, knew Chen Yan was making things difficult for him, but the authority of the current young master was growing heavier each day, whenever he lost his temper, a mere glare would be filled with Blood Evil Qi. How could Gui Geng dare utter even half a word of refusal?
But eventually, he couldn't help but ask: "What are the fish scales for?"
"Medicine."
"..."
