Chapter 326

At the same time, it possesses tremendous efficacy.

A single bite can cause one's Beast-Taming Power to loosen.

It promotes the growth of Beast-Taming Power.

No matter what level of Beast-Tamer you are.

It has this effect for everyone.

Just imagine.

Some Beast-Tamers grow old and frail.

By their twilight years, their Beast-Taming Power level has remained stuck at one stage for decades.

Unable to advance a single step.

And eating a bite of Golden Bronze-Gong Pig's meat.

Can give you a chance at a thirty-level breakthrough.

And once above the Gold rank, every breakthrough of a Beast-Taming Power level.

Can extend a Beast-Tamer's lifespan.

This is why it is sought after by countless Beast-Tamers in the world. "Th-this!"

"This is really a Golden Bronze-Gong Pig!" Feng stammered until his words caught.

"Grandpa, these are leftovers, I was wrong earlier!"

"I shouldn't have taken these out, I'll go right now and have Sister Wang prepare a proper spread to entertain Grandpa Zhao!" "Sorry about that, Grandpa Zhao, please wait a moment!" Seeing that both Feng Tianba and Zhao Zhenyang's expressions were not too good.

Feng Lingshu grew a little nervous.

Considering that using leftovers to entertain guests was indeed a very rude thing to do.

She stood up, about to take away that lunchbox and that jade-green bottle.

Just at this moment!

A sudden stir arose.

Feng Tianba and Zhao Zhenyang hurriedly rushed over.

Even knocking into the surrounding stools. "J-just kidding, granddaughter!"

"We old folks, back in our day, there wasn't much to eat!" "Frugality is humanity's virtue!" "It's fine, these things are still edible!" Feng Tianba shielded the small lunchbox with both hands. As if afraid someone would snatch his things away.

And on the other side.

Zhao Zhenyang also reached out to block Feng Lingshu.

"That's right, Xiao Shu, your grandpa and I have suffered hardship since we were young!"

"Taking home leftovers is our virtue, you're great, you've inherited your grandpa's excellent moral character!" "This is very worthy of our praise!" Zhao Zhenyang said with a solemn, earnest expression.

What a joke!

That was Golden Bronze-Gong Pig meat.

In their entire lives, they had only heard of it.

Never once tasted it.

If they could eat even a single bite.

They could brag about it for the rest of their lives.

But!

Now!

A whole box was actually laid out before them.

"Really!"

"Didn't you say it's not proper for entertaining guests?"

Feng Lingshu asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Hahaha, that's right, it really isn't proper for entertaining guests!"

"But your Grandpa Zhao here isn't an outsider, no need to be so polite!"

"If it were someone else, you couldn't use packed leftovers to entertain them, got it?"

Zhao Zhenyang said solemnly.

At the same time, he winked at Feng Tianba.

"That's right, your Grandpa Zhao is absolutely right!"

Feng Tianba, who had caught on, hurriedly chimed in.

"Alright then, I understand!"

"Lingshu will go off and play now, you two eat!"

"If it doesn't taste good, just throw it away!"

Feng Lingshu seemed to have understood.

She blinked, then skipped merrily away from the place.

"Phew!"

Seeing that they seemed to have bluffed their way through.

The two of them immediately let out a sigh of relief.

Only after seeing Feng Lingshu truly leave.

Did they finally relax their bodies completely.

Swoosh swoosh swoosh!

The next moment!

Two pairs of chopsticks shot toward the lunch box.

They immediately collided.

"Old Zhao, this is what my daughter brought back for me!"

"You, as a guest, acted before the host spoke—isn't that a breach of etiquette?" Feng Tianba glared at Zhao Zhenyang.

Upon hearing this,

Zhao Zhenyang chuckled.

"Old Feng, who are we to each other?"

"Look, I got the best item first and came straight here to share it with you! Ask your conscience—don't I treat you like family? Now you're speaking such formalities—it truly hurts me!" Zhao Zhenyang wore an expression of wounded sincerity. The two froze in place.

Moments passed!

Neither seemed willing to yield.

"Here's another large box of meat! More than enough for both of us—shall we let go together?" "Of course!" Finally!

Both let go at the same time.

Yet their eyes remained sharply fixed on each other. "How about we each take a piece?" "Fine, agreed!" Then, two old men sat there, savoring their food with pure delight—yet still watching each other warily.

He looked at the other party with a wary expression on his face. "Mm!"

A bite of Golden Bell Pig roast slid down their throats.

Instantly!

Feng Tianba and Zhao Zhenyang both widened their eyes.

Delicious!

It was a flavor neither had ever tasted before.

"This—this Golden Bell Pig meat is incredibly tender! How could it be roasted to such perfection!" Feng Tianba gasped, eyes bulging.

"No, Old Feng, you're wrong—it's not just the ingredient!"

"The cook who roasted this? Their culinary skill is unmatched—even surpassing the master!" Zhao Zhenyang's eyes shone with equal shock.

A vast surge of Yu Li surged within them.

They felt their long-stagnant Yu Li beginning to loosen. "Wait, Old Zhao!"

"There's so much meat here—we can't just finish it all ourselves!" Suddenly,

Feng Tianba halted.

"That's right—this Golden Bell Pig meat truly lives up to legend—it holds immense benefits! Eating it all would be a waste!"

"Let's save some for those few brats of ours!" Zhao Zhenyang nodded.

"Then we must store it with the best refrigeration technique!" Feng Tianba said seriously.

"Right—I'll borrow Old Liu's Ice Tiger King!" Zhao Zhenyang said.