"..." Xiu Yuan suddenly felt like he was playing the lute to a cow, and simply said, "Don't just drink, have some food."
Jiang Wang obediently picked up a crescent-shaped fruit wrapped in silver sand and put it in his mouth.
He initially wanted to ask what rare materials the burden bird had on it, but as soon as he took a bite, a mouthful of fragrance filled his mouth and he immediately forgot.
"Hmm, not bad." Lord Jiang tried to keep his tone as natural as possible, not to make a fuss: "Marshal Xiu, where can I buy this kind of fruit?"
He calculated in his mind that, with his current salary, he could definitely afford a few pounds to let An'an taste.
He had missed An'an's birthday again this year, so he had to find some good food to make up for it, no matter how expensive it was worth it.
