Soon, the guard brought food into the tent.

The barbarian soldiers guarding Dong Zhuo couldn't help but swallow hard as they looked at the full bowl of food, their eyes never leaving it for a second.

Here, eat!

As he spoke, the guard placed the wooden bowl in front of Dong Zhuo.

Upon hearing this, Dong Zhuo looked down and saw several pieces of unknown root, a few river shrimp, and a piece of fish floating in the steaming bowl.

"What is this? Is this all you're feeding me?"

Upon seeing the substance that resembled swill, Dong Zhuo's expression immediately changed, and he couldn't help but angrily rebuke it.

The guard shouted angrily, "You're already being picky about food! If you don't want to eat, then it's mine!"

Upon hearing this, Dong Zhuo's expression shifted, and he looked up to see that the barbarian soldiers guarding him were also staring intently at the ten thousand rotten fish and shrimp, swallowing hard.

Seeing this, Dong Zhuo realized that these barbarians were truly out of food.

Thinking of this, Dong Zhuo immediately had an idea, and then said, "If you want to eat these things, then they are yours!"

The guard asked with some suspicion, "You really won't eat?"

Dong Zhuo shook his head: "I only eat roasted meat and flatbread. I can't eat this stuff!"

"You said it!"

Seeing that Dong Zhuo was determined not to eat, the guard did not hesitate any longer, grabbed a river shrimp, and stuffed it into his mouth.

"I want one too..."

The other four barbarian soldiers on guard immediately surrounded them and began to scramble for it.

In no time, the bowl of rotten fish and shrimp was completely devoured by them.

However, this mere bowl of food was far from enough to fill them up, and the group was still unbearably hungry.

Upon seeing this, Dong Zhuo immediately laughed and asked, "Hey~, wouldn't you like to have a good meal?"