"Why exactly did I say that I was a veteran?" Wu Jun gave himself a slap on the face ruefully while calling somebody up with a bitter look.
Yuan Zhou didn't approach him, but instead wandered around that place.
Apart from the tuna, there were other kinds of fish that were suitable to make sashimi. For example, the pufferfish. From ancient to modern times, quite a lot of people died from its poison just for a taste of it.
Even Su Dongpo, a literary giant and also a foodie who supported an entire region's cuisines, couldn't refuse such a delicacy.
"Are these for sale?" There were really pufferfish sold at the Tsukiji Market. Yuan Zhou hadn't walked too far away when he saw a dealer. Then he directly asked.
This person was dressed in a dark blue cotton-padded jacket. His fingers were probably soaked in the water for too long and had turned paler. Upon hearing Yuan Zhou's words, he raised his head and took a look at Yuan Zhou.
