Su Ling happily gnawed on bones, while Shang Qi was boiling vegetables for her.
She liked pig's blood, so he used a slotted spoon to scoop it into the boiling red soup.
As soon as it was ready, he placed the QQ-textured, perfectly boiled pig's blood onto Su Ling's plate.
Despite the hot weather, the castle was not stuffy at all.
Su Ling tossed the cleaned pig bones under the table and into Yang Yang's dog bowl.
Yang Yang's dog bowl was filled with a lavish dinner, complete with meat and vegetables. The bone broth soaked every grain of rice, making it incredibly fragrant.
Ever since Su Ling fed Yang Yang strawberries, the Border Collie puppy's intelligence seemed to awaken. It only recognized Su Ling and was devoted to her, completely forgetting its original owner. In Yang Yang's small doggy mind, sticking close to Su Ling meant enjoying the good life.
After tossing bones to Yang Yang, Su Ling, without wearing gloves, picked up chopsticks with her left hand, dipped pig's blood in sauce, then used her right hand to hold a spoon, spread rice on top, placed the sauce-coated pig's blood, and took a satisfying bite with a sigh of delight. It was truly delicious.
Su Ling devoured the pig's blood Shang Qi had boiled in no time.
While Su Ling was eating pig's blood, Shang Qi had already boiled and served other dishes for her.
With Shang Qi around, Su Ling by his side had truly become a pampered "little waste," only needing to eat.
Of course, when Su Ling tasted a dish she found exceptional, she would share it with Shang Qi.
It was a rare indulgence, and being on the mobile castle, they could finally have some drinks.
Su Ling couldn't drink; her tolerance was low, and she got drunk easily.
Shang Qi was drinking, clinking glasses with Gu Shangse and the others from time to time, while still focused on boiling vegetables for Su Ling and enjoying her feeding him.
The two of them, one boiling food, the other feeding when she tasted something good, were truly a loving pair.
Everyone ate and drank heartily; it was a rare indulgence, so they naturally indulged to their heart's content.
Su Ling felt a bit greasy from eating too much meat, so she picked a red chili from the cold dishes to cut through the richness.
She took one red chili, some crisp radish, and cucumber, mixed them together, and ate them in one bite.
Good heavens, Su Ling wasn't lucky; the chili she picked was incredibly, overwhelmingly spicy.
She chewed, and her entire being was stunned by the heat.
She was so dazed by the spice that she knew it was very hot, yet continued chewing. Her fair little face turned red from the spice.
Shang Qi placed a boiled, braised chicken claw on her plate and happened to glance over, seeing Su Ling's flushed face. His gaze paused. "Spicy?" he asked.
As he spoke, he had already picked up a glass of water and handed it to Su Ling.
Su Ling took the water and gulped it down. After finishing, she tilted her head and looked at Shang Qi, opening her mouth. "Baijiu."
Shang Qi smelled the empty cup Su Ling handed back. Indeed, it was baijiu. He looked at Gu Shangse, who helplessly spread his hands and shrugged, explaining, "Just poured it. By the time I realized, you had already given it to Su Ling."
While Shang Qi and Gu Shangse were interacting, Su Ling had already retrieved water from her space to alleviate the spiciness.
She didn't know if she was unlucky or just unlucky, being dazed by the chili and then unknowingly drinking a cup of baijiu. Well, she was going to get thoroughly drunk.
After drinking the water from her space, Su Ling's symptoms eased, and the spiciness subsided.
She looked at the chicken claws on her plate, picked one up with her chopsticks, and ate it.
After finishing the chicken claw, Su Ling picked up spinach mixed with vermicelli, which was really fragrant and whetted her appetite with rice.
Shang Qi picked a lamb chop, dipped it in sauce, and placed it in Su Ling's bowl. He gazed tenderly at her face, which was gradually flushing from the alcohol. He smiled, his eyes deepening, then leaned close to Su Ling's ear and said, "A Ling has become very capable, but you still can't hold your liquor, have you? Your face is starting to turn red."