Duan Mingyuan and his companions were treated as esteemed guests, yet even so, the townspeople couldn't come up with much to entertain them. The best food the residents could offer was bread sticks so hard they could be used as a weapon to injure someone, so tough that only Jiuyue could bite into them.
Bland and tasteless, not delicious at all.
That was Jiuyue's assessment of the town's food.
Bread sticks and some dried meat that was so desiccated its ingredients were unrecognizable were the treatment that only the honored guests could enjoy.
Because Duan Mingyuan had brought water.
With water, there was hope, the hope that they could struggle on in this harsh world for a few more days.
The mayor collected most of the water they had exchanged and only gave a small amount to the dehydrated townspeople to temporarily relieve their distress. After these affairs, he returned to Duan Mingyuan and the others.
"We will never forget the great kindness you've shown us," he said.
