Huang Yu knew she was referring to the food in the pot, so she handed her the minced meat in her hand.
"Don't worry, I already cooled it down; it's still in the pot."
Hearing this, Mu Youran breathed a sigh of relief; it had taken her a long time to dig it up.
Looking at the warm minced meat in my hand, I lost my appetite.
"I want to eat the Jerusalem artichokes I made this afternoon."
She didn't need to say anything; Huang Yu had already brought it to her.
Because it had been stewed for too long, everything inside was soft and mushy, forming a large, white bowl. She added a tiny bit of coarse salt.
One bite and she felt so blissful that she closed her eyes!
Although this is not a staple food, it at least contains starch and is soft and chewy. In a place where there are no noodles, it is a perfect substitute for a staple food!
"It's so delicious!"
Huang Yu and Luo Bai also brought over a large bowl and sat down at the stone table to eat.
They haven't eaten yet today either.
Pick up the bowl and slurp it up. It's soft and fluffy, without any chewiness, but it has a fragrant flavor. And after eating a whole bowl, you feel very full!
"This is quite delicious."
Huang Yu's evaluation was quite objective, but Luo Bai didn't like it and frowned.
"It's not tasty, it's too soft. I still prefer firmer meat."
He grabbed a piece of roasted monster meat from the side, stuffed it into his mouth, and then smiled contentedly.
It's normal for some people to like something and others not to.
It's normal for it to be disliked now that food is plentiful, but it will be a good thing when food is scarce in winter.
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