Zhang Han squeezed through the crowd. He was curious about the source of the enticing smell.
The crowd slightly scattered, allowing Zhang Han to see the plate of "The Most Delicious Food" as well as Han Fei, who was brushing the fish oil before the grill. Li Gang, who was beaten up by Han Fei before, was helping Han Fei.
Zhang Han was startled. It does not seem right! Why are you running a stand instead of going fishing? Isn't the Fishing Trial only several days away? You've already given up yourself?
Then, Zhang Han saw the astounding menu. Ten low-quality pearls for one little while fish, and twenty for a clam?
"Tch!"
Zhang Han gasped. He thought that he was cunning enough, but from what he had just seen, he could almost call himself a conscientious businessman. Look at that. The clam was pegged at hundreds of times its market price, and yet people were fighting for it.
"Boy, give me a clam."
