"Mushroom gifts from the neighbors. Look, those ones." Boss Yang pointed toward the single-story brick houses in the distance.
Earlier, while helping stew mutton in the courtyard, he hadn't thought much of it, but the moment he stepped outside now, the overwhelming aroma of barbecue hit him. It instantly brought back the terror of being dominated by the egg-fried rice last time.
It was precisely that previous trial that had built up Yang Fei's resistance. Combined with his lifelong experience of eating all kinds of delicacies, his immunity was slightly better than ordinary people's.
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