'Wow, lamb skewers of the modern era are so delicious, unlike the ones from my time. Those were seasoned only with salt and nothing else.'
'If I can go back to the Black Cloud Fortress, I might invent cumin and sell it for money!'
In the blink of an eye, Yan Jinyi polished off more than half of the bag of food that she had bought. She burped and was just about to continue eating when a small boy suddenly appeared in front of her.
Yan Jinyi felt that the little boy was staring straight at the bunch of lamb skewers in her hand.
She frowned and looked up in displeasure, "Eh? Aren't you that person?"
The little boy blinked innocently and his voice was soft and tender. "Mommy Jinyi, I'm Mu Mu!"
Yan Jinyi shuddered and exclaimed, "Don't do that, don't call me that, I'm not your mommy!"
Mu Mu pursed her lips and pointed at the lamb skewers in Yan Jinyi's hand. "Mommy Jinyi, I'm so hungry, can I have some?"
