Fang Yuanming and his daughter stared intently at Shen Bing, seemingly full of anticipation for that bowl of sauce.
"Not bad! I'd say it was basically a success." Shen Bing chuckled, then spooned some into the little dish in front of each person. "Dip them in this. They'll taste absolutely fantastic."
Yun Xue and Yuan Wei had already experienced Shen Bing's cooking. At those words, they immediately launched their assault on the basin of crayfish.
Fang Yuanming, however, looked completely lost. He glanced at his hands, then at the crayfish with their waving claws, feeling rather unsure where to begin.
With his status, when would he ever have to shell crayfish himself? Every upscale club he visited provided dedicated staff to wait on him personally.
But under the circumstances, who could he ask for help?
Shen Bing? He could forget about that! The same went for the two women beside him.
Fang Yuanming suddenly turned to look at his daughter, wondering whether he could count on her.
But when he saw Fang Xin's helpless expression, he felt even more depressed.
He had failed at raising his children, too. They couldn't even shell crayfish...
Shen Bing, meanwhile, felt thoroughly pleased with himself. Watching the "sorrow" value on the magical artifact he had just obtained from Medicine God Sun rise by another few points, he couldn't help applauding his own brilliant decision.
He quickly shelled a crayfish, dipped it lightly in the sauce, and popped it into his mouth.
"This is a true delicacy of the mortal world!" Shen Bing looked as though he was savoring an endless aftertaste, then turned his gaze to Fang Yuanming. "Old Fang, what are you sitting there for? Dig in! Don't blame me if you're too slow and we eat them all."
Another wave of sorrow