"Compared to cows that grow up eating grass, the cows grow up eating wheat, straw, and corn are more delicious."
When Sturdy Bull heard the words "more delicious", its ears suddenly twitched. It stared at Jiang Beiran with a pair of small eyes for a while before it lowered its head and ate its food.
Kong Qianqian, who was washing the rice, could not help but drool when she heard that. She said, "It sounds so delicious. Hehehe."
Jiang Beiran laughed. He took out a piece of paper and wrote something on it. He then handed it to Kong Qianqian and said, "Make the food according to the recipe on it. The bull will definitely love it."
"Thank you, Sir!" Kong Qianqian wiped her hands and took the paper. After reading it for a while, she ran to Mu Yao's side and said, "Sister Mu! Look! Look! Sir's handwriting is so good!"
