CH 5.2

The man squatted down, picked up the few grasses, took them to the side of the water tank, washed them, and entered the house.

Wang Jin followed step by step, like a super clingy pet.

The man led him into the inner kitchen. The kitchen was a little brighter than the front, but it was still very dark overall.

The man took a porcelain bowl, filled it with water, put the grass in it, lit a fire, and set it aside to cook.

The fire was very fierce, and there were very few medicinal herbs, and they softened after a short time. When the water was boiled dry, the man pounded the medicinal herbs, which were actually just a little more than a finger.

Wang Jin looked at the broken grass with bright eyes, and stretched out his wounded hand.

Although the wound was unintentional, it came in a timely manner.

Although this Bisheng ointment was used to remove the scars, it could actually treat small wounds. Such a small amount of medicine was not enough to remove the man's scars. It was more appropriate to use his small wound to test the medicine.     

The man was taken aback, as if he didn't understand what Wang Jin meant by reaching out his hand suddenly. Wang Jin exposed his wound and said eagerly, "Put that on my wound."

He seemed to be confirming whether it was harmful, and after confirming, he obediently applied it to the little lunatic's hand.

After Wang Jin applied it to his wound, he became much quieter, sitting beside the man with his head bowed, not knowing what to think.

The man let out a long breath when he saw this, and quickly dealt with the grasss in front of him.

After the grass was cleaned and dried, it could make the bed more comfortable. With an extra ger in the family, he could no longer live a casual life like before.

only……

The man thought about the little lunatic being scratched by the grass just now, and secretly thought that he had to get a big animal skin to cover the bed, otherwise the delicate skin of the little lunatic would have many more cuts when he slept on it.

Wang Jin didn't know that the man had thought a lot about him. He focused on observing the changes in the wound, he wanted to know if his dream was real.

In the prescription of Bisheng ointment in his mind, the herb must be boiled, and grinded. Just now he stared at the man doing it, and confirmed that the grass was rotten, and the subsequent pounding made it into a paste.

The medicinal paste had just been applied, and it would take tomorrow to see the effect at the earliest. After staring at it for a while, Wang Jin knew that he would’t get the result today. He sat blankly for a while, and went to see what the man was doing when he was bored.

The man had finished processing the grass at this time and was cooking in the kitchen.

He cooked a large piece of unknown meat. The meat was cooked until whitish, but there was no oil at all. When it was served, it was just a large piece in the middle of the table, without any main food or other side dishes.

In front of Wang Jin, there was an extra bowl of glutinous rice porridge that he had thrown before. It was sticky, and there were still some yellow particles during the period. It was these yellow particles that affected the taste of the whole glutinous rice porridge, and the taste...

Wang Jin recalled before taking a sip, he wanted to vomit again...

He picked up the bowl of porridge with an ugly expression and was about to throw it away, but was stopped by the man's sharp-eyed, he raised his hand: "You're going to throw it away, there's nothing to eat tonight."

" ..." Wang Jin didn't let go of the bowl with his hand, and didn't throw it away, his complexion turned blue and white, it was ugly to death.

The man reached out and took his hand down, and stuffed the spoon in the bowl into Wang Jin's hand: "I thought you like sweet food, so I didn't put any salt or seasoning this time, I just put honey, you should taste it first, you might like it."

"..." Seeing the man's sincerity, Wang Jin put a spoonful of it in his mouth in disgust.

Unpalatable! Still unpalatable!

Wang Jin frowned, the taste was so rough that his tongue was sore, the taste was not so disgusting, but in terms of deliciousness, it was still far away.

Seeing Wang Jin started to eat, the man grabbed the white meat on the table and started to eat.

Wang Jin didn't want to move after taking a mouthful of the porridge in his bowl. He looked at the man and saw him chewing the white meat, which looked delicious.

Wang Jin's eyes turned to the plate of meat on the table, and more than half of the plate of meat had gone.

Wang Jin curled his lips, this man was too much, he gave himself such an unpalatable food, but he himself ate meat!

There were no chopsticks on the table, Wang Jin hesitated for a while, reached out to grab the white meat, grabbed a large piece and put it in his mouth to bite.

Bit down, the teeth hurt, and the white meat didn't break at all, at most there were two more tooth marks.

Wang Jin looked at the white meat in astonishment, his face full of disbelief.

"Is this meat or stone?" He couldn't hold back, and made a sound.

The man raised his head, saw his appearance, and laughed out loud: "Of course it's meat, but this is the meat that ger can't bite."

The man said, took the meat from Wang Jin's hand, and his hand turned into claw, cut a thin slice of the meat for Wang Jin.

"..." Wang Jin ate it into his mouth and spit it out soon after.

Even if it was a thin slice, it was too woody to bite, and it had no taste at all!

The man shook his head with a smile, motioned Wang Jin to look at the bowl of porridge in front of him and said, "Eat the one in front of you. I'll find you white jade fruit tomorrow, and just eat this for today."

Wang Jin looked outside, and the sky had indeed darkened.

Wang Jin ate two more mouthfuls of porridge, but still pushed it away in disgust and walked away. The man stopped persuading him when he saw this, and ate the rest of the porridge after he finished eating the meat.

At night, Wang Jin was sitting in the courtyard outside, feeling a little dazed. He really resurrected his soul on someone else...

Just as Wang Jin was lost in thought, suddenly there was a bowl next to him, and the man came from his side and sat beside him.

Wang Jin frowned and stared at the bowl, but didn't pick it up. The man said, "Honey water, drink some to fill your stomach."

Wang Jin took it, and took a sip as if trying, it was very thick honey water.

The sweet taste filled the mouth instantly, the taste buds throbbed with satisfaction, and Wang Jin narrowed his eyes satisfied.

This was called food!

After knowing that it was delicious, Wang Jin drank happily one after another with the bowl in his hand, needless to say by the man.

Seeing his appearance, the man smiled and shook his head: "You little lunatic, you are so picky about eating, and I don't know how you survived before."