Seeing the visitor, Lu Huashan's face blossomed with a smile, "Brother, have breakfast, I personally made it."
"Okay." Yang Li replied, sitting down.
Then he looked at the bowl in front of him, black as ink. Due to the excessive amount of medicinal powder, it was more than the rice, so it looked more like paste than porridge.
The fried eggs and toast were all burnt to charcoal.
However, Yang Li was able to eat it without changing his expression.
This spirit of daring is truly admirable!
Xia Weibao turned her head away, unable to bear watching.
Being able to eat without changing his expression, Assistant Yang, I salute you as a brave man!
Lu Huashan was very happy, asking, "Brother, is it tasty?"
Yang Li lifted his head, "Not bad, just a bit salty."
After speaking, he lowered his head and continued eating.
Xia Weibao couldn't bear it, how could it not be salty, Lu Huashan poured half a bag of salt down!
He had eaten a month's worth of salt in one bite.
