It has been more than half a month since I felt the joy of eating and drinking. After eating, Yuan Wense happily held her stomach and went back to sleep, feeling that her energy was replenished!

A pot of ginseng chicken soup a day may be difficult for others, but it does not pose any financial difficulty to Yuan Wense.

Just kidding, if a princess can't even afford such a small amount of food, then what's the point of becoming a princess?

At this time, Yuan Wense was still carefree. After all, she was very satisfied with her current living situation. Fengshou Castle was developing steadily under her policies.

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The autumn rain was falling, and the ground was muddy.

In the rows of ravines, the sub-orcs were holding shovels in their hands, their faces numb and heavy.

The shovel dug out a lot of soil, lifted it high, and poured it heavily into the basket.

The strong young man picked up two baskets of mud and walked towards the brickyard one step at a time with bare feet and strong leg muscles.

"Arthur, twenty loads, the morning's task is completed, go over there and line up to eat." The person counting was an old human man, and he gave the other person a small wooden sign.

The orc man treasured the sign in his hand and walked towards a twenty-meter-long shed under the city wall on the right.

The shed was already full of people, and there were only a dozen people in line.

Arthur soon arrived.

Arthur held out the sign.

The woman who was cooking took one look at it and took a wooden plate for Arthur. There was a huge celadon bowl on it, which was eight-quarter full of vegetable porridge, and there was also a palm-sized oily bowl.

vegetable pancakes, black-faced steamed buns as big as two men’s fists.

A pure smile of joy appeared on Arthur's face.

There are countless wooden stakes on the ground. You can sit down wherever you find, put the plate on your lap, and use two branches to carefully dip a piece of black steamed bun into the vegetable porridge.

This thing is hard and dry, and it is impossible to chew it without soaking it.

Arthur picked up the golden piece of barbecue and took a breath.

It's so delicious.

In the past, even if I gnawed the animal meat directly, the large pieces of the tenderest lamb meat were not as sweet and delicious as this one.

I took a bite and it was so fragrant and delicious. After eating this sweet meatloaf, and then eating the rough black-faced steamed buns soaked in vegetable porridge, I didn't find it hard to swallow.

To be honest, although this black steamed bun is dry and hard, at least it is not as smelly as the old Yaou family's wife in the tribe. It also has grass residue and mud and stone. After soaking it until soft, you can take a bite and still have a faint taste of food.

aroma.

The lord of Fengshou Castle is very beautiful and the food is delicious. This is the superiority of human beings.

Arthur looked around while eating.

No one is grabbing food.

Everyone ate the same thing, even a few who had made a small contribution, and there were two meatloaf and a large piece of fried golden-brown bacon slices.

This will arouse jealous looks from others.

"What a damn weather!" a man complained. "If it's sunny, I'll have to carry at least five more loads. I'll also have bacon slices today."

"Ha, don't be ridiculous. With your body size, if you carry five extra loads, five loads will crush you to death."

Harajuku Feng sat in the small fortress on the city wall, listening to the bragging of the sub-orcs below.

There was such a peaceful atmosphere that no one could tell that the other party was a prisoner or doing hard labor.

He was a little frightened, and became more and more in awe of their master Yuan Wense.
Chapter completed!