Chapter 244

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Protagonist:

Lu Feng

"Holy crap! This buffet restaurant looks pretty good!"

The two followed the waiter through the restaurant gate; the moment they stepped inside, Zhou Yang's eyes lit up as he stared at the massive glass tanks in the seafood section.

Inside the tanks, basin-sized king crabs were lazily waving their enormous claws in the water.

It was his first time seeing king crabs this big — quite a bit larger than the ones at the aquatic market.

"Of course, the price is right there!"

Luo Yong sidled up beside him, his voice trembling with barely contained excitement: "498 per person — I've never eaten at a buffet this expensive!"

He pointed at the Boston lobsters in the tank, as long as an arm, drool practically at the corner of his mouth: "Brother Yang, look! Those lobster claws are huge — if you cracked them open, imagine how much meat would be inside!"

The two circled the serving counters in the restaurant, and the more they looked, the more dazzled they felt.

There were so many kinds of seafood they'd never even seen before; this time truly broadened their horizons.

They hurriedly found a window seat, had just set down their things, when Luo Yong grabbed a plate and made a beeline for the seafood section, Zhou Yang hot on his heels.

"Rare chance to come here — we agreed, remember!"

While piling scallops onto his plate, Zhou Yang turned to Luo Yong: "Today we only take the expensive stuff! With all this seafood — king crab, big lobster — we have to demolish them all!"

"Did you even need to say it?"

Luo Yong's plate was already piled high, yet he kept loading more: "When can we ever afford a place like this? Today we eat seafood till we puke — not leaving till we've eaten our money's worth!"

Watching his I'm-gonna-clear-out-the-whole-counter posture, Zhou Yang couldn't help rolling his eyes: "You said the same thing at that BBQ buffet last time — result: you housed two plates of egg fried rice and barely touched the meat."

Luo Yong scratched his head, a sheepish grin on his face: "Can't blame me! If I don't eat some staple food with a meal, I feel empty inside."

"A few-dozen-yuan buffet is one thing, but today we're at five hundred a head!"

Zhou Yang leaned into Luo Yong's ear, voice lowered, tone dead serious: "Every bite of staple food you eat here is like throwing away a hundred yuan! Think about it — who comes to a buffet this expensive to eat staple food?"

"I know, relax!"

Luo Yong nodded vigorously, looking obedient: "I swear — today only seafood, not a single bite of staple food!"

Only then did Zhou Yang relax, patting his shoulder: "That's more like it. Your plate's full — hurry over! I'm going to grab more crab legs!"

The two picked their way through, practically wanting to eat every seafood item in the restaurant.

But the variety was simply too vast; before long, the table before them was piled high.

"Damn! What a spread! What extravagance!"

Zhou Yang stared at the seafood-covered table, chopsticks itching to dig in.

"Hold on! Don't eat yet!"

Luo Yong fished his mobile phone from his pocket and went click-click-click photographing the seafood on the table: "A feast this lavish — would be a waste not to snap a pic for Moments!"

Normally they just wolfed down their food; they weren't the photo-taking type — but this time was different.

A 498-per-head buffet — normally they'd never splurge on something this pricey.

If they hadn't closed a big deal yesterday, with their salaries they might not have managed a visit in years.

Photos taken, Moments posted, the two fell on the food like starving wolves.

"Holy crap! These crab legs are insane! Sweet and tender! So damn good!"

Zhou Yang impatiently cracked a crab leg, one bite and he tasted incomparable freshness.

"This lobster meat's no slouch either! Flavor's intense! Those spicy crayfish at night market stalls can't hold a candle to this!"

Luo Yong wrestled open a lobster claw, eyes lighting up as he bit into the springy shrimp meat.

"Hey! Try this oyster — nothing like those ten-yuan-for-three at the night market! This is what a real oyster tastes like!"

Zhou Yang swallowed an oyster whole, hollering his recommendation to Luo Yong.

The two ate and chatted, praise never stopping, completely caught up in the feast.

As a northern city, Jiangcheng's seafood prices were generally steep.

Normally at the aquatic market, buying live fish or shrimp you'd weigh it carefully, afraid to buy too much.

Now being able to eat without a shred of psychological burden — simply incomparable happiness.

Shells piled higher on the table; in no time they'd nearly finished all the seafood they'd picked.

Yet both still felt unsatisfied; their stomachs didn't feel full yet.

They set down chopsticks, exchanged a glance, then grabbed plates and split up, charging back to the counters.

Zhou Yang stood at the seafood section, happily piling every kind of seafood onto his plate, his loading hand practically a blur.

But Luo Yong on the other side — his old habit flared up again.

Just finished seafood, he still felt his stomach missing something.

Like drinking milk tea with no pearls inside.

No help for it — Luo Yong knew he was a staple-food brain.

Eat anything delicious, without staple food he'd never feel satisfied.

Luo Yong stole a glance at Zhou Yang — still nearby, still stacking seafood onto his plate.

Though he'd just promised Zhou Yang he wouldn't eat staple food here, only seafood.

But Zhou Yang wasn't right beside him now — sneaking a little should be fine, right?

Luo Yong made up his mind, then hunched over and quietly slipped away from the seafood section.

Zhou Yang looked at his towering plate, nodded in satisfaction, and was about to turn and shout for Luo Yong to come back and keep feasting.

Who knew that upon looking up, Luo Yong, who had just been browsing the seafood area, had vanished without a trace at some point.

Zhou Yang furrowed his brows, holding his plate and looking around suspiciously: "Where did this kid run off to?"

After leaving Zhou Yang's line of sight, Luo Yong hurriedly quickened his pace, almost jogging to the Main Food Area counter.

There weren't many people in front of the Main Food Area counter, and he looked around left and right.

Confirming Zhou Yang hadn't followed him, Luo Yong then leaned in, lowering his voice to ask Lu Feng inside: "Master, what staple foods do you have here?"

Lu Feng had just been standing in the back kitchen, feeling rather bored.

Seeing Luo Yong suddenly appear, he instantly perked up a bit.

He sized up the young man before him, feeling somewhat strange in his heart.

Why did this person look so shifty-eyed, asking for staple food as if he were a thief?