"It's good if it's tasty, good if it's tasty..." Su Yougen's smile was filled with joy.
Since the five Great Immortals said it was delicious, it must be fine.
"Let's eat first, then I have some good news to tell you, lest you lose your appetite."
Sun Jiubei cheerfully pulled Su Yougen to sit down together.
They were not like Lingdang who could fearless face boiling water, after all, they were only mortals.
But at that moment, aside from the furniture Song Yin had conjured with spells in the beginning, they had also crafted some wooden furniture themselves, wooden bowls, wooden plates, wooden chopsticks, which added a touch of spirit to this tiny village.
The two grabbed their chopsticks and started serving the dishes.
Sun Jiubei said, "Big Sister, you should also have a bowl of soup. It's made from wild herbs from the mountains. Once the other ingredients are cooked in it, the flavor becomes delicious."
"Hmm..."
