Chapter 432: Enjoying a nice little seafood feast

Damn, you're like a starving ghost reborn.

Now Ye Cheng didn't care anymore, he just opened a bottle of beer and started eating.

The clam meat is tender, juicy, and fragrant; one bite and it's soft, really satisfying, and paired with a sip of ice-cold beer, the flavor is maxed out.

Both of them know each other well, so at the start of the meal they definitely eat the expensive, scarce dishes first; thus, by the time the clams are finished, the three other dishes beside them haven't been touched at all.

Next up were the swimming crabs; to stop Xiao Hu from eating too much, Ye Cheng simply split the crab in half.

When eating crab, you have to take it slow; you can't wolf it down like Xiao Hu.

Just as he was trying to relax and savor the food, Ye Cheng's phone suddenly rang; he glanced at it and saw it was Song Zhiyong calling.

I'll go take the call.

Having said that, Ye Cheng picked up the phone and went to the courtyard to answer, where the signal was better.

"Hello, Captain Song, you're so busy?"

"What do you think? We've nabbed the core members, and we also swept the outskirts; basically every village in your township has them, and we've brought them all back." Song Zhiyong's tone was full of delight.

"What's up, you called about He Feiyang, right? He's fine; you can come pick him up tomorrow."

"Ah, okay, then I'll come pick him up early tomorrow morning." That's good news; I'll have to tell Qian Shen and the others later.

"By the way, Captain Song, I want to ask how we'll handle the money everyone lost this time—can we get it back?"

On the other end of the line, there was a brief silence, and the tone lowered a bit,

"Well, Ye Cheng, since we're all on the same side, I'll be frank: we've recovered most of the money, but there are losses, so today the bureau will hold a meeting to study how to refund the money; there will definitely be losses."

This situation was also within Ye Cheng's expectations; if you make a mistake, you can't expect zero loss.

"However, from what I heard Bureau Chief Zhou mean, it'll likely be split into two parts: one part is the unused money, which we'll refund the same way, including the sum we seized from He Feiyang last time; but the money already entered into the company accounts may have to be shared equally among everyone."

"Alright, at least we've recovered a good portion of the losses; then I'll come tomorrow to pick up the person, and if we can also get the money back at the same time, that would be best."

"Don't worry about that; you'll definitely be able to collect the money tomorrow, and we'll have someone accompany you when you come."

After hanging up, Ye Cheng felt much more at ease.

"Xiao Hu, go tell Qian Shen..."

Ye Cheng turned his head, intending to let Xiao Hu tell Qian Shen, but at a glance he saw that the swimming crab on the table had only one leg left.

"Holy shit, you're a pig!" Ye Cheng hurriedly jumped back to his seat, first eating the remaining leg before speaking.

"Brother, this swimming crab is delicious." Xiao Hu wore a proud expression.

"Get lost; next time I'll have it all to myself."

"Damn it, guard against thieves for a thousand days."

"Alright, hurry over to Qian Shen's and give her the news; we'll go pick up Feiyang tomorrow."

"Oh." Xiao Hu wiped his mouth corner and quickly got up and left.

Taking advantage of this time, Ye Cheng quickly picked up a snail to eat; snails are expensive, and given Xiao Hu's nature, he'd definitely eat the snails first.

This snail looked firm and chewy, but as soon as it entered his mouth, Ye Cheng realized something was off.

Damn!

It's really overcooked.

It's hard, can't bite through.

This kind requires good teeth to eat.

So Ye Cheng decisively pushed the snail toward Xiao Hu, then placed the clams in front of himself.

Clams are still fine; there's no issue with cooking time.

Xiao Hu came back quickly, panting from running.

"What the hell are you doing, rushing like that?"

"If I don't run fast, you'll eat everything before I get back."

"How could that be? You know what kind of person I am, brother—look, I haven't touched the most expensive sea snail at all; I've been eating the cheap clams."

Xiao Hu looked, and indeed it was true.

He felt a bit embarrassed and scratched his head,

"Brother, you're still the particular one."

"That's right, hurry up and have one."

"Eh."

Xiao Hu said, picking up a sea snail and popping it straight into his mouth with a crunch; his face changed instantly.

"Brother, you cooked this like a stone!"

The two of them found this drinking session especially satisfying; after finishing, they went straight to sleep.

Ye Cheng hadn't been this decadent in a long time.

The next morning, Ye Cheng still hadn't gotten up when a shout came from outside the door—Qian Shen's voice.

"A Cheng, A Cheng."

Ye Cheng groaned as he sat up, rubbed his eyes and walked out; seeing it was Qian Shen, he immediately understood why she was there.

"Oh dear, my aunt, it's only 6 o'clock."

Qian Shen said with an embarrassed face,

"You should go early; can Feiyang come out earlier?"

"Aunt, you think this is like buying vegetables at the market—going early means leaving early—but the police also work on schedule."

"Well... then going early wouldn't let you get an earlier spot in line?"

"Um..."

Ye Cheng felt helpless; it was clear Qian Shen just wanted to see her son sooner.

Okay, Aunt, I'll leave right away—I'll call you as soon as I pick him up, alright?

Thanks, A Cheng—come back, come eat at my place. Qian Shen went back chuckling happily.

This mother, really—she's been worrying since she was little, and she worries her whole life.

Ye Cheng understood too; he washed his face and rode his motorcycle over to Xiao Hu's.

As he entered, Xiao Hu's father was sitting in the courtyard picking vegetables.

"Uncle, where's Xiao Hu?"

"A Cheng's here, he's still asleep—what's up, are you heading out to sea today? I haven't heard him say anything about it."

"I'm not going out to sea—I'm going to fetch Fei Yang and bring him back. It's fine, Uncle, keep doing what you're doing; I'll go in and wake him."

Knowing Xiao Hu's home well, Ye Cheng went straight in—just as he stepped inside, he heard earth-shaking snoring.

Damn, this guy is so comfortable.

He kicked the door open and shouted,

"Police, room check!"

Xiao Hu shot up, his face panicked.

"Police? What room are you checking? I..."

When he realized it was Ye Cheng, Xiao Hu said ruefully,

"Brother, don't scare people like that, okay."

"Gee, why are you so jumpy about saying 'police room check'? What did you dream about? You're not thinking about women, are you?"

Xiao Hu's mother suddenly appeared from behind, saying softly,

"It would be good if he were interested in women—I've tried setting him up on blind dates several times, but he won't go."

"It's fine, Aunt—he just hasn't found the right one yet; once he does, he'll give you grandchildren in three years."

"That's great—you can talk about him more when you have time, or if not, take him to a foot‑massage place to see what it's like, just don't get involved in anything shady."

Ye Cheng and Xiao Hu stared at Xiao Hu's mother, eyes wide.

"Aunt, you still know about this?"

"Tsk, these days pretty much every woman working out there does this—you think I don't know?"

"You're awesome! Next time I'll definitely take him there!"

Ye Cheng gave Xiao Hu's mother a thumbs up.

Foot‑massage jobs help the gambling dad, the sick mom, the young brother, the sensible her—if you don't help her, who will?

Such a place is worth seeing—you don't have to partake, but you should know about it.