Chapter 513

On a summer day, the market was bustling. As soon as Matthew entered, he saw at least a dozen trucks, each loaded with watermelons. As he walked further in, the meat and vegetable stalls came into view. A lot of people were buying groceries, mostly women and old people. Young people were less common here. Caleb scratched his head and asked, "How do we start looking?" Matthew didn't have a plan either. "We'll just have to check every place one by one." With so few leads, it was hard to know where to start. All they could do now was to search for Eastorians. Matthew stopped at a fish stall. "Do you have any salmon here?" The fish vendor was in his 40s. Dressed in sandals, loose shorts, and a vest, he was already sweating a lot early in the morning. Spotting Matthew eyeing the fish, the vendor knew business was coming. Smiling, the vendor handed over a cigarette. "Here. Have a smoke. Are you looking to make fish tartare? You've come to the right place. We've got salmon, rainbow tro