Sheng Jing Street Eatery
Yao Ye booked a private room here. That evening, a group of brothers drove over and surrounded Jun Ye as they arrived.
As soon as Jun Ye got out of the car, he was immediately ushered to the main seat, then everyone told Master Jun Ye to stay put and relax, because they were ready to raid his wallet. Some of them had eagerly prepared and done their homework for this.
"I heard crabs are in season lately." Fang Min, who had previously advised Yao Ye against exploiting Jun Ye, was now pacing back and forth beside the tank of crabs sold at hundreds of bucks per pound, definitely not willing to miss the opportunity.
Zhao Wensheng crouched by another tank, watching a large fish swim back and forth. He didn't even know what species it was—only heard from others nearby that it was delicious, despite the equally high price.
