It was freezing in Mountain Moon Village.
As the host, Feng Mengyue took out almost all their resources to organize a sincere welcoming feast.
Although the meat was limited, they had prepared plenty of wild vegetables with unique tastes, satisfying everyone's taste buds.
Although there was no fine wine, there was mountain spring water that quenched and replenished everyone.
There were also endless bowls of pale yellow noodles, and everyone was served an ear of corn.
Feng Long did not stop moving his mouth even for a second during the meal, and even Su Mo could not help but praise the meal repeatedly.
"These wild vegetables taste incredible! We might be able to replace all those vegetables from the earth that cannot adapt to the environment here if we cultivate these wild vegetables and increase the production!"
Feng Mengyue, who sat beside him, smiled and nodded in agreement.
