In the dead of winter, inside Mountain Moon Village.
As the host, Feng Mengyue had nearly emptied her entire inventory to prepare this welcoming feast, demonstrating her utmost sincerity.
Although meat was scarce, there were plenty of uniquely flavored wild vegetables for everyone to feast upon. While they lacked fine wine, sweet mountain spring water flowed down their throats, refreshing their hearts and minds. This was all paired with bowls of light yellow noodles mixed with bran, and each person held a fresh ear of corn.
Throughout the meal, Feng Long ate non-stop beside them, and even Su Mo couldn't help but praise the food repeatedly.
"These wild vegetables taste really good. If we can cultivate them and increase their yield, they might be able to replace those vegetables from Earth that struggle with adaptation."
