Only then did Yang Yu smell the chicken soup, and his stomach suddenly began to beat.

Heishan City is located in a remote area, and its products are not rich. In other words, the life of the poor is extremely poor.

Although Mr. Yang is a jailer, he is an honest man and has no extra income. The few old hens at home are the same as the old woman's lifeblood.

"There are three more. It doesn't matter if you stew one. It doesn't matter."

The old woman's eyes were dim: "The old man is gone, three chickens are enough..."

Yang Yu was silent, not knowing how to comfort him, so he could only drink chicken soup in silence.

When the old woman went to clear away the dishes, Yang Yu lay down again. As soon as he closed his eyes, he saw the strange and familiar cauldron again.

The cauldron is dark in color, but there is a hint of cyan emerging from the edge.

"Turn green..."

Yang Yu felt a sudden and ominous feeling in his heart.

This cauldron was originally green, and it took me a full year of eating 'stones' to turn it black. After using it once, do you want to change it back again?
Chapter completed!