Tonight, there were three kinds of seafood, no beer, just two glasses of freshly squeezed orange juice made by Jiang Luoluo, each worth over a hundred yuan.
And without beer, there was no fear of gout.
Actually, Chu Mingcheng just ate and drank carelessly. As long as the process of life transformation was in place, his body wouldn't suffer from various minor ailments.
Jiang Luoluo always ate with restraint. Despite not being picky, she didn't eat much high-fat food.
Women, after all, are always concerned about their figures.
The Nine-Section Shrimp and rich shrimp made into a raw marinated poison were indeed delicious, but even delicious things shouldn't be eaten every day.
Chu Mingcheng ignited the charcoal, obviously preparing to enjoy a barbecue today.
Of course, all the windows in the room were open, it was important to ventilate well when lighting charcoal indoors.
The Nine-Section Shrimp were sliced open along the back, and their shrimp threads were picked out.