Bab 387: Chapter 385: Heaven

"Can this really be eaten?"

Yao Jun held the plastic basin, looking at the gluey food inside, and felt his stomach churn, entirely without appetite.

Bi Fang scooped up a spoonful to taste. The flavor was bland, and because of the boiling point issue, even after cooking for a long time, the noodles were still somewhat hard. Combined with the mushy vegetables, it was like eating undercooked instant noodles mixed with marshmallows—a truly difficult swallow.

[Why does it look like pig slop? (dog's head)]

[Ah, can't we eat something better?]

[Eat grilled Tibetan Snowcock!]

[Say chicken not bar, let's all be civilized]