A colorful array of dried fruits was laid before everyone, exuding a rich fruity fragrance. Yun Siniang took a bite, and her taste buds were instantly filled with happiness. What kind of heavenly dried fruit is this? It's so delicious!
Many people sneakily tucked the dried fruits into their sleeves, wanting to bring them home for their families. They hadn't tasted such delicious dried fruits in years, not since the apocalypse.
"AHEM. You've been too generous, little sister. As a guest from afar, let me give you some of our Yun Gui specialties: bamboo mushrooms, matsutake, black truffles, and morels." Yun Siniang's heart ached. Alright, alright, I know you're wealthy! Let's leave it at that! Saying this, she pressed several pounds of dried mushrooms into Jing Shu's hands, for her alone. As for the others, she simply couldn't spare any more.
