Three Springs County
Éditeur: Atlas Studios
By the time all of this was done, their stomachs were already growling. Only then did Mu Yangling bring the gray pheasant over from the side of the fire and remove the clods of earth. As the feathers were stuck to them, they were plucked off together. The fragrance wafted into their noses. When Mu Yangling peeled the entire pheasant and placed it into the pot Xiuhong had brought over, even she couldn't help but drool when she saw the fragrant pheasant.
Mu Yangling grabbed a drumstick and gently pulled it out. The dry goods inside were also revealed. She gave Bowen and Xiuhong a drumstick each and said, "There's no rice. Go heat up the pancakes and eat them."
Bowen and Xiuhong couldn't help but start eating. Mu Yangling had no choice but to go to her bag and heat up the pancakes that Shu Wanniang had made for them. The three of them finished the pheasant and even ate five pancakes. There was only the dry goods in the pheasant's stomach left in the pot.