They quickly found a small piece of snails.

He touched it and eagerly showed it to Xiao Qingyin.

"Dr. Xiao, are these edible?"

"Yes, stir-fried snails are delicious."

A group of men immediately started picking up snails.

Zhao Xu: "..."

When he led his troops over, his mind was completely focused on the war. He didn't even bother to fish, catch crabs or snails, and he ate dry rations directly without even starting a fire.

They actually lost to a bunch of foodies?

This is absolutely outrageous.

Xiao Qingyin and the others brought firewood and a ceramic stove, and estimated that they would start cooking around dusk.

Each bamboo raft serves a different dish: sweet and delicious mushroom and pheasant soup, fragrant and spicy stir-fried snails, aromatic fried crab, and golden and crispy grilled fish...

Zhao Xu almost cried from drooling.

Since he set off, he hadn't had a decent meal. Even the food he had eaten before didn't taste this good.

How can these people eat so much!

But as a prisoner, he certainly wouldn't be treated well; he could smell the food but couldn't eat it.

That's pure torture.

Unexpectedly, after the meal was prepared, Xiao Qingyin served him a little of everything.

Zhao Xu was flattered and didn't mind the taste of the mushrooms anymore, so he ate them in big mouthfuls.

He was stunned the moment he took a bite of the food.

These mushrooms didn't have the mushroom taste he hated; they were all incredibly delicious!

The mushrooms in Nandan are completely different from those in their Southeast County!

No wonder those soldiers couldn't stop eating.

Unfortunately, they couldn't distinguish which mushrooms could only be eaten once and which could be eaten many times, thus losing their lives in vain.

As Zhao Xu was sighing, he suddenly heard Xiao Qingyin ask, "Do you know why we didn't tie you up and even shared our food with you?"

He looked up blankly: "Why?"