The dishes on the plate are not recognizable at all, they are all mushy, except for the color, there is no difference in the others.

Slimy, paste-like.

Xiao Er put the plate away, and none of us dared to touch the chopsticks.

The foreign devils on the side are even more strange, speaking fluent Hakka.

I whispered, "Something is wrong with this place, I guess the golden people ......

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