The black vein was now exposed for everyone to see.
And then—
She began picking it out with her knife.
"For this step, you can switch from a cleaver to a smaller, long knife. It'll be much easier to handle."
Of course, Jiang Qiuqiu's movements were still swift. Even with the wide, square blade of the large knife, she deftly flicked out the black vein in one smooth motion.
Next, she began to peel the shell. As Lu Xun once said: A true novice dares to face any and all difficulties.
Because technique is an illusion.
So, no tools necessary. She went straight in with her hands. Since she'd already made a cut, all it took was some brute force—a pull here, a tug there—and the shell came right off.
"When you're removing the meat by hand, try to be careful and keep it in one piece."
And so, after a series of challenges, a piece of glistening, snow-white shrimp meat lay in the palm of Jiang Qiuqiu's hand.
[...]
[I think I suddenly get why no one uses this method.]
[I get it +1]
