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Chapter 789 Honey-glazed Pork Jerky



Chapter 789 Honey-glazed Pork Jerky

"Ouch!"

Suddenly, a scream came from behind everyone, and everyone looked in the direction of the sound.

It was Zhu Anran who was squatting on the ground who shouted!

"Junior brother, what's wrong with you?!"

Zhu Yunmeng, who was closest to him, was so scared that he quickly squatted down and came to Zhu Anran's side and asked anxiously.

Junior brother, do you have a stomachache or something?

Why are you squatting down with your head hanging down?

His shoulders were shaking as if he was crying.

"Junior brother!"

"Brother!"

"Disciple!"

In an instant, everyone was in an uproar and gathered around.

Zhu Anran slowly raised her head, tears streaming down her face!

"Junior brother, don't scare us, what's wrong with you?"

Zhu Yunmeng shook Zhu Anran's body, her eyes full of worry.

"Wow, brother, this meat is so delicious!"

Zhu Anran spoke with sobs, completely forgetting that she was just thinking about hiding behind and quietly eating a snack.

. . . . . .

The air suddenly became quiet, and Zhu Anran realized what a good thing he had done.

He looked around and saw everyone looking at him like he was a fool.

I wiped my tears and sniffed my nose. Is it too late to dig a hole and crawl into it?

If he's too late, he can just stick his head in this snack bag! Woohoo, I'm too embarrassed to see anyone.

Everyone shook their heads and went back to their own places. They all knew that this guy was usually a little greedy, but this was the first time they saw him cry because of greed.

"What kind of food is so delicious? Bring one for me to try."

Yurong was already interested in this snack, and now seeing his third disciple crying while eating it, he became even more curious.

"Here, Master, this is the sweet jerky."

Zhu Anran is not stingy either. Although he loves food, he is more interested in sharing his delicious food with others.

He feels a sense of accomplishment when he sees others approve of the food he recommends.

And as long as the master doesn't blame him, everything will be fine.

What he didn't know was that what he thought were in everyone's snack gift packs were different, but in fact, they were the same.

Since the master had spoken, Zhu Anran distributed a small piece of pork jerky to everyone present.

He thought that since he shared generously, his fellow disciples would share different snacks from their own snack bags with him in return.

Everyone looked at the small, red, and shiny piece of meat in their hands with curiosity.

How do they make the meat slices so thin and still keep the texture so intact?

Everyone couldn't wait to tear open the outer transparent bag and stuff the meat slices into their mouths and start chewing.

Fresh and sweet!

Dry and fragrant!

The more you chew it in your mouth, the more delicious it becomes.

"Qian'er, what kind of dried meat is this?

I have never eaten such thin, tender, and sweet jerky before!"

Yurong's eyes lit up as he ate. If any small snack was so delicious, then there must be a surprise in every bag of such a big bag, right?

He had to hide it and eat it slowly, he was so happy.

"Master, this is pork jerky, and it has a honey flavor.

This snack gift bag also comes in black pepper flavor."

Qiao Yuqian explained.

He had eaten these two flavors of pork jerky when he was in the palace. Compared to the salty and spicy black pepper flavor, he still preferred the honey flavor.

Zhu Anran, who was standing by, realized it a little later. What the junior brother meant was that each of them had this pork jerky in their snack gift pack, right?

No, everything is the same?!

He carefully looked at the snack gift packs of several of his fellow apprentices. The overall color of the packaging was slightly different, and even the shapes of the dolls were slightly different.

But! He carefully compared the snack bag inside with his own, and the sky fell!

This seems to be the same for everyone!

Looking at the little bit of honey pork jerky left in his bag, he felt like crying. What I mean is, since it was the same thing, he felt a little reluctant to share it with his fellow apprentices.

And this bad master who kept hiding the big gift bag of snacks behind his back, why is he also protecting the food?


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