After eating for a while, the other guards, Cao Wenhong, and the others had almost recovered. They were a little surprised to see Song Shi cooking.
They felt that this expert was very down-to-earth.
Chen Ziqi regained her strength and jumped in front of Song Shi. She smelled the fog floating out of the pot. "Wow, it smells so good."
"It's ready to eat."
Song Shi scooped up the mutton soup with his Genuine Qi and took a sip to savor it carefully.
It was indeed different from real mutton soup.
Usually, he would not notice it when he consumed rough tea and plain rice, but now that he ate such a strong taste, there was a difference.
Of course, it should also be related to the increase in his strength and the increase in the number of laws he understood.
Feeling the food disintegrating in his body, Song Shi had an idea again.
