"Thirteen-spice?" Tony frowned. What kind of flavor was that? This was the first time he had heard about such a flavor after spending all these years on Demon Islands.
It must be just an alternative description, Tony consoled himself in his heart. Every demon tribe had a different understanding of cooking. They could even have different names for the same cooking methods.
"What is this prawn?" Tony watched Mag scoop up a greenish-black big prawn that had a pair of glaring eyes from the big pond. Its big pincers were still waving in the air, and it weighed more than 1 kg each, which was more than double the size of the king mantis shrimp on Phi Phi Island. They had never seen such a strange prawn with this color. Even other prawns around its size were green, so why was it black?
"How is it? Isn't this crayfish big and fleshy." Steve couldn't help but comment smugly after seeing Tony's expression.