Because of Poverty

Mag had finished cooking a whole table full of dishes when Mala finally brought out the pig tongue salad.

Looking at the brightly colored, nicely sliced and plated pig tongue salad, Mag nodded slightly.

He had watched how Mala cooked this dish earlier. It wasn't bad overall and she did whatever she should do. It was very well done.

He could see that she had been practicing hard.

Mag was very satisfied with this disciple.

Mala stood next to the table with her hands behind her back as she nervously said to Mag, "Please taste it."

Mag picked up a piece of pig's tongue with the chopsticks. He put it under his nose and smelled it first. He raised his eyebrows before putting the pig's tongue into his mouth.

The slightly crunchy pig tongue was covered with red oil and spicy sauce. It was thoroughly marinated and it got increasingly fragrant as he chewed. It was indeed not bad.