"Yaho! Dinner!"
Accompanied by a high-pitched cheer, Alramis suddenly stood up, exerting all his strength to lift the hunch in his hand, pulling up a large innocent clump of seaweed from the riverbed.
Sitting next to him, leisurely fishing, Yusang raised an eyebrow, the corner of his mouth slightly curved: "I didn't expect you to be a vegetarian."
"I damn it..."
"But this kind of seaweed doesn't have much practical value. If you insist on eating it, I personally suggest adding more salt and marinating it slightly with vinegar."
"I'm not..."
"Also, if possible, it's best to eat it near a church, with luck you might be saved."
"Wait a minute..."
"Don't underestimate food poisoning. I once saw a post where the author accidentally ate a dish that was beautiful, fragrant, but poisonous. If it weren't for their exceptional talents, they would have been gone long ago."
