"Xu Bao, does snake soup take a long time?"
Shen Jiayue was slowly nibbling on a chicken foot. After eating so many sweets, suddenly having this salty and savory marinated dish made her feel hungry again.
Lin Xu said:
"Not too long. If you're hungry, you can eat something else first."
After speaking, he walked into the kitchen and began preparing the snake.
Chen Yan, who was also chewing on a chicken foot, looked at Shen Jiayue and asked:
"You eat everything like a person from Guangdong? This is snake, yet your expression is like you're eating chicken or duck."
Shen Jiayue tore the tendon off the chicken foot with her teeth and slowly chewed it:
"I don't have species discrimination. All ingredients are equal in my eyes, unlike some middle-aged people who complain but shovel it into their mouths as fast as they can..."
Chen Yan: ????????
Do you believe I'll shove this chicken foot down your throat?
