บท 58: Chapter 58: Dividing Money

Song Heping finally had a few days of leisure.

Since returning from Tetritsk, the small group "Musicians" hadn't taken on any other missions. The cook announced that everyone should take a few days off to relax properly.

After repaying the car and settling all past bills, the cook gathered everyone together, saying that he had something important to announce.

There was alcohol on the table, and there was meat, salo, Da Maozi's favorite kind of raw pickled pork.

"Song! Have a drink!"

The cook filled a glass of vodka for Song Heping, then picked up a dagger, sliced off a piece of salo, and put it on Song Heping's plate.

"Try our hometown specialty!"

Song Heping picked up the slice of salo and looked at it, asking the cook, "Raw?"

The cook said, "Yeah."

Song Heping asked again, "Pork?"

The cook nodded: "Yeah, pork."

Raw pork...

Even though Song Heping had undergone wilderness survival training, he absolutely wouldn't touch raw pork unless necessary.