Gu Benluo, however, pointed at a plate of squirming white worms and asked, "Are these a dish too?"
Jin Qianqian mustered her courage to look, felt she couldn't stand it anymore, and grabbed Lichun's hand. "It's just too crowded in here. Let's step outside."
She wasn't about to admit she'd chickened out in front of her son, so she did her best to look composed.
The Shopkeeper, however, looked at her with a knowing expression. His shop primarily did business with locals; outsiders like these were just curious.
They'd get a scare and then, inevitably, leave without buying anything.
Curious, Gu Benluo reached out and picked up a plump white worm. The live worm wiggled between his fingertips. "What is this?"
The faces of the nearby serving maids and matrons turned pale. They were about to tell the young master to put the thing down when the Shopkeeper spoke up, "Now that's a real delicacy.
