He squinted his eyes slightly, countless strands of root and fiber enveloping his body, sleepwalking towards the newly remodeled open kitchen, muttering dreamily.
"Fragrant...so fragrant...hungry...the smell of egg crepe..."
As soon as these words came out, Lu Wenwu's eyes brightened: "You know egg crepe?"
The man's eyelids lifted slightly, his eyes fixed tightly on the egg crepe, showing a strong desire.
"Egg...crepe...delicious! I eat it every day...before work!"
Every day?
Then we must be brothers my friend!
Lu Wenwu was instantly delighted, immediately grabbed two egg crepes stuffed with sauce, vegetables, and sausage, and handed them over.
The man hesitated for a moment, didn't take them.
"What's wrong?"
"How much...money?"
"Oh, a few crepes, what's there to pay? I grow the veggies and wheat myself, eggs are from my own chickens, and the sausage was free, just eat."
