While the bowl was simmering, he opened the fire coals on the other side and pulled out the simmering yams. Most of them were cooked, but a few were not yet cooked, and they were buried in the ashes of the fire.

Yan Xing felt very hungry, so hungry that his heart was pressed against his back. However, he was too embarrassed to ask the little Loli for food, so he silently endured it and turned into a silent hungry wolf.

After changing the steel bowl several directions and simmering it for more than ten minutes, Le opened the tightly tied food bag, took out a pair of chopsticks cut from arrow bamboo, picked through the grass sieve, picked out a few medicinal materials and threw them on the rice.

In the porridge, stir it up until the bright green herbs change color. Give the bowl to the eunuch: "Uncle Scar, eat it no matter it tastes good or not. Don't waste it."

Yan Xing once again refreshed his understanding of little Lolita. Although Little Lolita is very fierce and seems to be indifferent to others, she actually seems to be very soft-hearted.

"What about yourself?" He felt a little guilty for his previous indignant mood. The little loli was a girl, and it was embarrassing for him, a grown man, to vent his anger on a girl.

"I eat yam." Le Yun looked at the eunuch in surprise. This guy finally had some conscience and knew how to care for his savior.

The little Loli's smile was pure, and Yan Xing didn't try to figure out her thoughts again. He picked up the herbs with chopsticks and ate them. Some were bitter, some were sweet, and some were slightly sour. There were several kinds of herbs with different tastes.

He couldn't move his left hand, and only his right hand could be used. He ate the medicinal materials first, and then picked up the bowl to drink porridge. The porridge without salt was bland and tasteless, but Yan Xing still felt it was very fragrant. This is probably what people say, "It's good to give food when you're hungry."

, I’m hungry, everything I eat tastes delicious.

After finishing a bowl of porridge, I still felt not full. I put the bowl down and found a few pieces of yam roots in front of me, and the little Loli said in an incomprehensible voice of joy and anger: "You can eat this."

Yan Xing was not polite, shook off the ashes on the yam roots, picked it up and bit into it. The cooked yam was fragrant and pink. Regardless of the image, he ate one piece after another, and shared the few pieces given to him.

Dry it all off and wipe your mouth with satisfaction.

Wiping his mouth, his hands froze - he didn't wash his hands after draining the water!
Chapter completed!