Qi Pan demonstrated as he spoke.
He took a bite of the crispy corn stalk, chewed it, and spit out the residue.
Ying Zheng tentatively took a bite of the corn stalk in his hand.
It is crispy in the mouth with a hint of sweetness.
Ying Zheng widened his eyes in surprise.
"Sir, this rod tastes really good!"
Qi Pan laughed and said, "Hahaha, right? I used to eat it often when I was a kid."
"When I was little, there weren't many snacks. These crispy corn stalks and corn cobs were my snacks."
As Qi Pan spoke, he broke the other end of the pole that had not been bitten into several pieces and handed them to Eleven, Twelve, and Xia Lin.
There wasn't enough for the people at the back, so Eleven and Twelve each took a bite and then handed the corn stalks in their hands to the other Black Ice Guards.
Everyone tasted the corn stalks.
The rest of the corn had not been harvested yet, so Qi Pan, Ying Zheng and others took off their masks, gloves and cloth strips.
Put it back in the package and leave it at the inn.
You can use it next time you come to harvest corn.
Sitting in the inn.
Qi Pan sat in a familiar seat, looking at everything familiar in the inn.
Qi Pan said: "Brother, I haven't been back for a long time, I really miss this place."
"Look at these things, they are still the same as when we left."
“Basically, there’s been no change.”
Ying Zheng said: "That's natural."
"A dozen or so people stay here, cleaning and tidying up every day and looking after the corn."
"Of course, there's no change."
"Sir, if you miss this place, would you like to stay for a few days?"
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