"Is this the alien version of a crayfish?" Lin Qingxue looked at the pile of crayfish shells Chu Yang had arranged and laughed curiously. "Honestly, if there really were crayfish this big, one would be enough to fill you up!"
It was late September, nearing October. At this time of year, crayfish meat tended to be lean and stringy, lacking the flavor profile of those caught in May or June.
"Don't Australian lobsters get that big?" Chu Yang chuckled.
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