Old Shepherd

When the piping hot mutton soup entered his mouth, Harrison felt his sleepy taste buds wake up with a start. However, before he could feel the pain from the scald, the freshness of the soup took over, and launched his taste buds into a hysterical state.

What kind of divine taste was that?!

Was that really mutton soup?

He only tasted the sweet freshness of mutton, and there was no rank odor at all.

The rich bone soup was clear and pure. Even with all the bone marrow infused within the soup, it was not thick and sticky.

When he swallowed the soup, Harrison felt the warmth travel down from his throat and into his stomach.

"Ooh…"

Harrison could not control his fat from jiggling. The chill from lining up outside was completely dispelled with that shudder.

He had a few more mouthfuls of soup, and could feel the warmth travel from his stomach all the way to the rest of his body, making him feel warm and fuzzy inside.