The next morning, in the courtyard of dachui.
Da Chui had gotten up early to prepare his meal.
When everyone got up, da Chui had already set up a table in the courtyard. Accompanied by the morning sun, he was giving everyone a "iron pot stew".
Under da Chui's warm hospitality, the three of them drank some meat soup made of some unknown meat and ate some special-tasting vegetables and fruits in big mouthfuls.
All the food here tasted so strange, just like the CAO-fruit wine yesterday.
"What is this?" As Jiang Xiao ate, he couldn't help but pick up a piece of "pork rib" in the broth with his chopsticks. The bone was very hard and there was very little meat on it. It was especially chewy.
To be exact, it was a little chewy and strong, so much so that his teeth were sore ...
Jiang Xiao was the bait and of course, he didn't have to eat. However, he was still interested in exploring magical food.