Chapter 657

Wu Shi Luo found it hard to refuse such warm hospitality.

For a moment, he actually felt a bit awkward.

After thinking it over, he still walked up slowly.

As he walked forward, the fragrance became increasingly rich.

He couldn't help but twitch his nose.

"Mmm, what a fragrant scent."

"Your Majesty, what is this?"

Wu Shi Luo stared fixedly at the basins on the table.

His eyes could no longer look away; that fragrance was coming precisely from there.

There were many things placed on top, yellow ones, red ones, square ones, flat ones, and round ones—all sorts.

"Don't just look, try some."

Ying Zheng said, picking up a piece of dried sweet potato and chewing on it.

Wu Shi Luo gave a sheepish smile and, following suit, picked one up and began to bite into it.

"Oh~~"

"Mmm, delicious."

Wu Shi Luo began to chew.

His speech was somewhat slurred.

He wanted to take another one after finishing this, but felt a bit embarrassed.

In the end, under Brother Zheng's signal, he tasted all the food on the table.

After eating it all once, he wanted to eat more.

Wu Shi Luo restrained himself, not daring to be completely uninhibited.

A burning light appeared in his eyes.

"Your Majesty, what are these?"

"This is the first time Luo has eaten such delicious food."

"I wonder where they are sold?"

"Luo also wants to buy some to take back."

Wu Shi Luo was excited.

"Old Wu, you might have to be disappointed for the time being."

Zhang Han also picked up a piece of dried sweet potato at this moment, stuffed it into his mouth, and began to chew.

"Disappointed?"

"Why?"

Wu Shi Luo didn't even care about the form of address anymore.

What he cared about was where this food could be bought.

"Currently, this stuff isn't for sale outside yet."

"You can't buy it, so tell me, is that disappointing or not?"

Wang Li also picked up a piece and stuffed it into his mouth.

Can't buy it?

If you can't buy it, then where did these come from?

Wu Shi Luo looked at the two of them with a suspicious gaze.

In any case, he just didn't believe it.

"They aren't lying to you."

"For the time being, it really can't be bought."

"These delicacies are made from sweet potatoes and potatoes."

Ying Zheng grabbed a sweet potato fry and began to eat it.

Especially that look of enjoyment on his face made it seem like he was eating an immortal pill.

The few of them ate a piece every time they spoke, as if they had agreed upon it beforehand.

The food on the table was also gradually decreasing.