Chapter 91
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For lunch, he ate one mountain chicken and a little under half a sheep.
All these wild meats had a strange, inexplicable gamy smell.
The gamy smell differed from animal to animal.
It probably wasn't a matter of cooking method.
Zhao Chi didn't really understand it.
Perhaps all wild animals had this kind of smell?
But none of these women were picky eaters.
They ate happily.
Their appetites were no longer as huge as that first meal.
Two bamboo cups of rice per person, plus half a jin of meat, was enough to be full.
This was a bit more than ordinary women ate — after all, their workload was several times that of ordinary women.
Figured this way, they really saved on food.
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