The Farming Saint in the Starry Wasteland (Elizabeth Schofield) novel Chapter 558

Chapter–558 A Feast at Hewitt Castle

Chapter 558 A Feast at Hewitt Castle

Zaylee walked over to a white serving box and lifted the heat cover.

A stream of white steam drifted into the ah, glowing softly under the lights.

When the steam faded, a whole steamed Crackshell Crab sat quietly inside the box, already cut into neat sections.

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The shell was a deep brownish–blue, but after steaming, it carried a warm orange–red shine, like rocks touched by early morning sunlight.

Tiny drops of water clung to the shell. They sparkled under the light like scattered crystals.

Between every cut in the shell, fresh crab meat could be seen inside. The meat was white with streaks of soft pink–red. It looked thick, firm, and juicy, with clear layers in the texture.

Several dipping sauces sat beside it.

The melted butter carried a hint of garlic and lemon, its rich aroma blending perfectly with the sweet scent of the crab.

Zaylee lowered the cover again and walked to the red serving box.

This time, the smell that rushed out was completely different.

Stronger. Hotter. Bolder. It carried a rich, spicy aroma that instantly woke up the senses.

The spicy Crackshell Crab inside had been chopped into even pieces.

The crab shells were covered in a thick, glossy Cajun sauce that gleamed under the light. Bits of roasted garlic and spicy seasoning clung to the surface, filling the air with a bold, smoky aroma that instantly made people hungry.

The crab claws had already been cracked open, allowing the rich/Cajun sauce to soak deep into the meat. Every piece looked juicy, tender, and loaded with spicy flavor.

Twenty Crackshell Crabs lined the long dining table in a perfect row. The steamed crab looked simple. The spicy crab looked bold. The two completely different aromas mixed together in the air and filled the entire living room with a heavy, mouthwatering scent

Zaylee stood quietly beside the table. Her eyes slowly swept across the dishes before stopping on the sale, then moving to the glossy pieces of spicy crab. The smile at the corner of her lips slowly deepened. In the end, she could not help swallowing softly.

She sat down in front of the steamed crab and picked up the crab cracker and seafood pick prepared beside the plate. Her movements were graceful and practiced.

Crackshell Crabs were hard to catch, but there were always people willing to pay huge rewards for them. Because of that, many luxury restaurants served crab dishes like these.

And Zaylee had visited plenty of those places over the years.

She gently cracked open a crab claw with the tool with a crisp snap, the shell split apart, revealing a perfect piece of crab me it inside.

The meat was white and pink red, firm and springy, with a faint shine under the light.

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Chapter–558 A Feast at Hewitt Castle

She carefully pulled out a piece with the seafood pick, dipped it lightly into the sauce, and placed it into her mouth.

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The moment the crab touched her tongue, Zaylee’s–eyes widened slightly. Then she slowly closed them. She stopped moving completely.

She chewed silently, as if tasting something extremely precious. Or maybe she was using her own taste buds to confirm the answer to a difficult question.

Inside her mouth, the sweetness of the crab slowly spread layer by layer. First came the light natural sweetness. Then came the rich, savory flavor released after cooking. After that, the crab fibers broke apart between her teeth, releasing fresh juices full of pure vitality that words could barely describe.

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