The mother and daughters started to get busy since they saw many customers.
They depended on their resources. Since they were by the river, they mostly used fish and shrimps in cooking.
A few large white fish were bubbling in the pot, and on the grill, there was a small, palm-length fish with flesh was so thick that bits of skin soon turned brown.
Li Du sat on the edge of the river, looking out at the water.
The river was clear and billowing, and boats of all sizes rose and fell with the waves. As it was lunchtime, some of the boats were docked.
On both sides of the river, there were many man-made shady spots. A few pieces of wood held up black nets to serve as shelter from the sun. There were a few tanned locals with their tea jars talking underneath these improvised awnings.
It was the first time Li Du came to Myanmar, so he was curious about everything and could not help looking around.
