C614 Stewed Goose

The monk, who was still wrapped in the thick cotton monastic robe, looked worn-out and useless. He turned around, smiled and said, "Come …" "It's here."

He was a stuttering man, and his speech was always slow.

Jiang Wuchen quickly walked over, and looked at the churning big iron pot, it had a rich aroma, the goose meat inside was huge, the sauce was red, it was extremely bright