Chapter 713 Love Sutra and the Theory of Eating

When Nangong First saw Li Ye again, the snow had stopped.

In a hotel at the end of the street, Li Ye picked a table by the window and was eating boiled mutton with a jar of wine. Other than the wine and meat, there were only cakes on the table and no other dishes. This was how it was in the Northwest Land, and for that matter, it wasn't much different from the little girl's store.

Putting down the sword in his hand, Nangong First sat down on the bench, and without greeting Li Ye, he first poured himself a bowl of wine and drank it all in one go, and with his chopsticks pausing on the table, he began to pick up the steaming lamb.

Nangong first eating is described as miserable, chopsticks to and fro as if flying, chewing action did not stop, cheeks have not deflated, looking as if it is not possible to hold the dish basin in the arms, not worthy of a few days of starvation starving ghosts.

The lamb and biscuits in the small store had just been given to the litt