Huangfu Jingchen saw his expression change dramatically and was taken aback, asking, "What's wrong? Is it poisoned?"
Huangfu Jinxuan replied, "It's not poisoned, just tastes quite strange!"
Huangfu Jingchen, hearing this, also bit into a piece of meat. The texture wasn't bad, and once in his mouth, the taste wasn't bad either. He, having eaten plain meals in Wangshan Town for so long, felt a delicious explosion on his taste buds.
He said, "It's quite delicious!"
Huangfu Jinxuan looked at him with a peculiar expression, set down the skewer, patted his shoulder, and said earnestly with a sympathetic face, "Young Master, Yunzhou is great in every way, except that life is a bit too rough. Look at you, you find this roast skewer delicious? Aren't you too easily satisfied?"
Huangfu Jingchen: "..."
