C150 Field Snail

"Sure." Chi Ziyu smiled.

She sniffed her palm and wrinkled her nose, "My hands smell like fish. It smells so bad. I need to go back home and get some orange peel to wash my hands."

"Yes."

"..."

The two of them went to the butcher's house to buy pork and pork oil. It was almost noon when they returned.

Chi Ziyu cooked Red Braised Meat as well as a Fried Rice Eel