There was still a little bit of green in the red bushes, which was the result of the embellishment of scallions. A strong spicy fragrance assailed the nose. When one took a deep breath, they felt as if the spicy taste had reached straight into their stomach. It had a strong penetrating power.
"Master, hurry up and eat with us." Si Hongyuan felt that he was the best disciple in Huaxia.
Such a tempting dish and he still remembered to ask his master to eat with him. This position of the eldest senior brother was simply well-deserved.
Si Hongyuan merely greeted him before picking up his chopsticks and quickly picking up a piece of meat that he had his eyes on.
Probably because it had been fried, the surface of the meat was slightly charred. The spicy chicken cooked by Yuan Zhou was dry and refreshing without any trace of gravy. Even the surface of the meat was dry.
