The farmer's market was bustling with activity in the morning.
The coming and going of the crowd made it incredibly congested.
Chen Yang didn't want to waste time, so he squeezed in to take a look.
But after circling the entire farmer's seafood market, he hadn't seen any small lobsters.
The ones available were large enough to be eaten directly.
"Boss, do you have those lobster fry for sale?"
Chen Yang couldn't help but ask at a stall.
The stall owner was busy working. Upon hearing this, he turned his head in confusion.
"Lobster fry, what do you want those for?"
The owner asked, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, perplexed.
Chen Yang chuckled, "Nothing much, just thinking about putting some in my own field."
Chen Yang made up a casual excuse.
In the countryside, many people put lobsters in their own paddy fields, so upon hearing Chen Yang's reason, the stall owner's puzzled expression faded.
"I see,"
