There were only about 20 to 30 crayfish on the plate. The three of them split it equally. Each of them had only eaten 10 crayfish at most. They had only tasted a little bit of the taste and it was gone just like that!
Looking at the empty plate, Zuo Lin could not help but smack his lips. His eyes were filled with nostalgia.
He could not tell exactly how he felt. He just felt that the spiciness and the fresh fragrance seemed to be able to drill into the depths of people's hearts in an instant. It was deeply rooted. He ate it until he was drenched in sweat, but there was also some pleasure in it. The taste was simply addictive! If it were not for the two people beside him, Zuo Lin would have grabbed the remaining chili and stuffed it into his mouth!
Aiyo! He still had to wait for another month before he could eat it! At the thought of this, Zuo Lin instantly felt that the days that followed had turned gloomy.
