"Captain, is that grilled oyster made by a Michelin Chef?"
"Was it made by you otherwise?"
"Haha, I didn't mean it that way. It really looks great!"
"Stop talking nonsense, shut your mouth. Would I personally take action for low-grade food?"
The officer obediently shut his mouth, his gaze under the sunglasses fixed on Richard, watching him eat while shaking his head and making exaggerated gestures, swallowing his saliva again.
Although he hasn't had grilled oysters, he has definitely had grilled meat.
The freshly grilled is definitely the tastiest state, you just have to eat it while it's still hot, that's what gives you the thrill.
Gillardeau itself is already a top delicacy, and after handling by a top chef, he can hardly imagine how delicious it would be once it's in the mouth.
His gaze crossed the crowd and fell on his two colleagues opposite.
