"But the green bamboo of Jiangnan, so elegant and beautiful, with a tender texture and a hint of sweetness, is truly wonderful."
The Iron-eating Beast felt a sense of fulfillment in its beastly life.
That Jiuli Clan never mentioned that the Central Plains and Jiangnan had such delicious food.
If he had said so earlier, I would have come sooner!
Nangong Wumeng propped her chin with one hand and said, "You and the Little Qilin both love to eat, yet why can't you play together?"
The Southwest Auspicious cracked open the bamboo with its teeth, stuffed it into its mouth and chewed, angrily saying:
"Him? He actually needs to roast the bamboo shoots with fire!"
"And sprinkle that chili powder and something from the Western Regions, what was it, cumin."
"Heretic, absolutely a heretic!"
"Even worse than those who don't eat bamboo shoots!"
