Xu Wang bent down and picked up the crab, then flicked his wrist lightly and tossed it straight back into the sink.
"I'll handle the crabs. Go keep an eye on the heat for me." Xu Wang picked up a brush and scrubbed the crabs one by one, his movements as effortless as if he were scrubbing toys. He had them clean in just a few minutes.
Xu Wang put the crabs in a pot, added a few pieces of ginger, and started cooking them.
By the time Pei Yanchuan returned, Xu Wang had finished the preparations and was just waiting for the food to come to a boil.
Pei Yanchuan set the basket he was carrying on the table, then took out a bunch of grapes and rinsed it with clean water.
Pei Yanchuan walked over to Xu Wang, plucked off a grape, peeled it, and carefully brought it to Xu Wang's lips.
Xu Wang happily gobbled it up.
When Pei Yanchuan withdrew his hand, he could not help rubbing his fingertips together.
Then he continued feeding him.
[Oh my, this is so sweet I'm practically bubbling over.]
[President Pei: I'm not washing this hand tonight.]
[Help, I can't take it. What variety of grape is that? I need to buy a pound and find out just how sweet it is.]
[Me too, me too!]
[Hahaha.]
An hour passed, and everyone finally got to eat dinner.
Pei Yanchuan sat down, picked up the crab utensils, and first shelled a plateful of crabmeat for Xu Wang.
Xu Wang was so happy that both his eyes sparkled.
The director sat behind the crew, watching the peaceful livestream and its equally peaceful viewer traffic with satisfaction.
Just as the director was imagining the future, the phone beside him suddenly vibrated.
The director