They had never expected this outcome. They had come full of hope, only to leave disappointed and empty-handed.
Ye Yaopeng looked dejected, and Ye Yaodong had no idea what to say either.
A person's luck was so damn important!
Fatty listened from beginning to end, waiting until the man had disappeared before saying, "See? I told you they wouldn't take any more. Dongzi just got lucky. The Young Master happened to be away that day, and Manager Wang thought he still wanted them, so he accepted them. A day later, and Dongzi would've had to carry them home too. He really landed himself a windfall that day."
Ye Yaopeng looked at the bucket in his hand and said helplessly, "Dongzi's always been lucky, ever since he was little."
Ye Yaodong said nothing, merely pressing his lips together.
Sensing the awkward atmosphere, Fatty changed the subject. "That devil ray you brought over a couple of days ago..."
"It was a blackback skate..."
"Oh, they look about the same anyway. Devil ray rolls off the tongue better. That fish tasted pretty good. The cartilage around the edges was smooth, tender, and chewy..."
Ye Yaodong glared at him. "You sneaked a bite!"
"What do you mean, sneaked a bite? Put it a little more nicely. I was just tasting it. What cook doesn't taste the food first?"
"Pfft, aren't you only doing the knife work? Since when did you get promoted to cooking so quickly?"
"Doing knife work instead of cooking doesn't stop me from tasting things. Everyone's taste buds are different, aren't they? Good food needs everyone's opinion, of course, to make sure the flavor isn't off."
"You can talk about sneaking food with such a straight face. I've got to hand it to you!" Ye Yaodong tossed his earlier words right