Chapter 4: The Self-Cultivation of an Actor_2

"I haven't tasted it myself, and not many people in the history of human society have either. Whether the authors of these medicinal books have truly tasted it is also unknown, after all, in ancient times, the odds of eating a leopard or being eaten by one were even. But practically all records describe it as sour in taste and warm in nature. So I guess it's probably similar to cat meat."

"Cats are so cute, how can we eat them?" Tang Xiaojiu looked at Tang Xian, surprised.

"If prepared well, it's tastier than lamb," Tang Xian said.

"Oh... then... then I've decided cats are not cute anymore." Tang Xiaojiu first shook her head, then nodded, and then shook her head again.

Tang Xian tapped her little head and said:

"You really are a silly and stupid child. Just let cats remain cute, I didn't say we were going to eat cats, this time we're going for dog meat."

Tang Xian chatted with Tang Xiaojiu in this intermittent manner.