"Can't we just cure it directly with salt? Why do we have to stir-fry it with peppercorns?"
Yuan Lang looked at the peppercorns the little female had prepared, and his handsome face instantly wrinkled. He glanced at her, wanting to say something but holding back, as if desperate to tell her not to add that stuff because it was so awful to eat.
Seeing the conflicted expression on the Beastman's face, Wu Yue chuckled. She grabbed a handful of peppercorns and held them out to him. "Stir-frying the salt and peppercorns together makes the cured meat taste better."
"Oh~"
Too lazy to deal with the Beastman's sudden princess fit, Wu Yue smacked her hand right on his thigh. SMACK!
The crisp sound echoed instantly, and thanks to the cave's acoustics, it even had a bit of reverb.
Wu Yue squeezed the muscle under her hand, her eyes narrowing slightly.
'Hmm, feels nice. The muscle is firm. This is one powerful thigh.'
"HAHAHAHAHA!"
