"Drink! One more, one more!"
"This crayfish is really fat. Godzilla, get another dish for me and another drink."
"Fill your glass and drink to the harvest."
Li Du raised his glass. "Cheers! Cheers!"
He sucked the oil from the crayfish. It was delicious. The crayfish was spicy, hot, and fragrant.
The crayfish, which had grown up in the pollution-free wild, had an elastic, sweet taste, unlike anything he had ever eaten.
The spicy taste, coupled with the crayfish's own sweetness, also pleased Godzilla, who said, "There is such great food for free? I will catch crayfish every day!"
When Li Du wanted to talk, Blanchett handed over his glass again and took him to the side. He faced Li Du and said, "Yes, I did not expect that crayfish could be cooked so well. It is very tasty. Thank you, Li."
Bang! Their glasses collided with a crisp sound as they toasted, and then the two drank another round.
