Moreover, these plants all came with photos, names, effects, and so on, and there was even a line of notes on each plant detailing how to prepare them.
Bai Junjun took a careful look for a while and it seemed to have been written by Fox during the later stage, indeed it must have been hard for him, finding leisure to write recipes in a popular science book during The Apocalypse; how bored must that person have been.
However, for Bai Junjun, this book was quite beneficial, after all, with it, there was no fear of not being able to find food in the wild.
Bai Junjun found quite a lot of wild vegetables with the help of this book.
At this time, everyone gathered around to eat, Ah Dao and the others were alright, having already been shocked by the young Master’s cooking skills yesterday, but Black Eight had never tasted the Fox brand beef sauce before.
In the beginning, he thought the treatment of a "captive" didn’t warrant food, but to his surprise, they were generous and did not restrict his eating, even providing him with a bowl.
After tasting the beef sauce, Black Eight’s tears uncontrollably streaming down.
What is this Immortal Meat! It’s too delicious!
Li Wenli honestly didn’t expect that there was someone in this world who would cry after eating his food, and asked, "What did you do before?"
"I..." Black Eight sobbed and said, "I used to be a kitchen apprentice in a food establishment."
"I really like cooking, and my master said I had talent, but unfortunately the war broke out later on, and the tavern closed down."
Later on, when there was a big commotion about conscription in the city, he fled with the help of his family.
Over three tumultuous years, he dreamt of returning to the kitchen. In Black Spider, his main duty was managing the meals; he was always busy taking care of everyone’s eating issues, so when they voted for leaders, he was made Eighth Master, mainly in charge of culinary affairs.
However, Black Eight never imagined he would be able to eat such delicious beef sauce in his lifetime. His master often said that if one could make a dish that made people cry with joy, there would be no regrets even in death.
He hadn’t quite believed it before; unless it was a deliberate desire, how could there be a dish that brought people to tears just by eating?
Now he had truly experienced it.
But Black Eight’s tears only caused a brief surprise among the people; soon everyone returned to normal and continued to gobble up the rice, knowing from experience that the food was limited; if they didn’t hurry, it would soon be all gone.
Sure enough, by the time Black Eight, moved, wanted to serve himself more vegetables, the greens on the table were all gone, and there was only a little bit of beef sauce left.
"!!!" Black Eight’s eyes widened with shock as he looked at the group of devils scraping their bowls empty in front of him, no longer caring about anything else; he hurriedly scooped up the last bit of beef sauce into his bowl.
, except for Black Eight, everyone else stuffed themselves as quickly as possible.
After having lunch, everyone went back to the wall and, calculating the time, the bandits should also be making their way over following the smoke signals.
Next, it was time for Black Eight’s performance.
At that time, Black Eight’s face was filled with grievances, knowing he was the main force for the afternoon yet not offered more to eat; didn’t they know a horse won’t run if not fed well?
It was certainly infuriating.
Sure enough, they’d only stood on the wall for a short while when two small figures ran towards them.
Bai Junjun and Li Wenli, standing in the shadows, couldn’t help but feel doubtful seeing the two figures that appeared oddly familiar.
When the two brothers arrived at the foot of the city wall, they didn’t enter but looked up at Eighth Master, whom they recognized, and said, "Eighth Master, what are you doing here? There are traps here; please come with us."