"Is it delicious?" Ding Ning looked at the other two expectantly.

The two nodded vigorously and wanted to speak, but they felt their throats were dry, as if they were stuck together by salt.

After a few bites of food, they were no longer able to talk.

Xiong Jie drank mouthful of soup after mouthful, and the salt water that had just clotted in his throat was washed away by the soup.

He tilted his head slightly and saw a trash can in the kitchen on one side, which was full of empty bags of salt. The brand of salt was exactly the one he had prepared in the warehouse.

His eyes were fixed on Jiang Che who was eating without changing his expression.

He just looked at it blankly, feeling extremely surprised. It seemed as if Jiang Che couldn't taste anything at all. Every time he picked up a dish, he would praise Ding Ning.

At this moment, he was as if struck by a bolt of thunder, and suddenly he understood why Jiang Che had such a stiff face and deep helplessness when he saw the mountains of salt in the warehouse.

He also understood why he was told to find more salt.

He used to naively think that the lord must have reasons that others could not understand for searching for salt, and that it must be used for cultivation or to expand the territory.

He never had the slightest idea that such an astonishing amount of salt would be used on this dinner table.

Thinking of how he had just vowed to visit often, his hands suddenly shook as if he had been electrocuted.

He was just hoping for a lucky break and wondered if Ding Ning had made a mistake and accidentally put too much salt.

But now it seems that this is not a coincidence at all, it is clearly like this for every meal!

"Is this soup delicious?" Feihu asked Xiong Jie, because she could see that there was a hint of shock on Xiong Jie's expression that was hard to ignore.

Feihu was full of doubts, because she was very sure that Xiong Jie would never make such a strange expression just because the food was salty.

After all, there was no such obvious change when he drank the first bowl.

At this moment, Xiong Jie looked as if he had thought of something.

"It's delicious!" Xiong Jie gave himself a thumbs up. He was not joking, it was really delicious, except that it was very salty.

But the delicious part is that even with so much salt, these dishes still maintain a crisp taste.

They didn't eat a single bite of the rice Jiang Che served them, but most of the dishes on the table were gone.

The originally full plate of dishes was now decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Ding Ning watched with satisfaction as the food on the table gradually dwindled, her face full of relief and contentment.

She didn't have much of an appetite, and just watching them eat with gusto made her feel very happy.

There was a smile in Jiang Che's eyes. He could now more or less feel the emotional changes of several people.

He was unable to detect these subtle emotional fluctuations before, but ever since the Dark Forest took root in his territory, he became very sensitive to these emotional changes.

At this time he could also notice that the three people did not show any displeasure at the salt in the food.

On the contrary, the three of them tasted the food, and their emotions were filled with envy and happiness.

But there is also a hint of complex emotional changes.

But those subtle emotional fluctuations were like a few imperceptible ripples on the surface of a calm lake.

These small changes are harmless and the advantages outweigh the disadvantages.

Jiang Che knew that the reason for that slight change was that the dish was too salty.

Xiong Jie was stiff just now because he knew that this meal was just the beginning.

After hearing Xiong Jie say that it tasted good, Feihu curiously scooped a bowl of soup. The moment the soup entered her mouth, she felt her throat being sealed by an invisible force, as if a giant hand was pinching her neck, making it difficult for her to breathe.

The meal was over quickly. The three of them were already bloated like inflated balls and could not utter a word.

They sat in the chairs, breathing heavily with contentment.

After having a good meal and a good drink, Xiong Jie knew that they should not stay here any longer and the rest of the time should be spent with Jiang Che and his wife.

After hinting that they were leaving, Jiang Che and Ding Ning readily agreed.

The three of them walked towards the door, holding on to the wall. Their posture was a little awkward but also a little funny.

Ding Ning pursed his lips and smiled.

She had read relevant information about humans and knew that humans would only eat something to the point of walking with the help of the wall if it was extremely delicious.

As for whether humans were faking it, she could naturally sense the problem from their emotions.

That kind of sincere and satisfying emotional fluctuation cannot be faked in any way.

Looking at Jiang Che who was cleaning up the dishes, Ding Ning called out to Jiang Che.

"See you all off."

Jiang Che obediently carried the dishes into the kitchen, put them down, and followed him out.

"We're sorry for the poor hospitality. Thank you for your understanding." Jiang Che thanked them earnestly, his face full of sincerity.

Xiong Jie waved his hands and wanted to say that everything was fine, but found that he couldn't utter a word. It seemed as if his throat was blocked by some sticky substance and couldn't be opened at all.

The other two did the same. They clasped their fists and grinned, looking as if they didn't care.

Now the three people's mouths are numb, but they seem to be unable to detect the taste when they eat.

At that time, I felt that the taste of salt was not important, because the intention was more important than anything else.

Jiang Che smiled in a daze, and immediately realized what had happened. He then waved at the three of them, "Everyone, take care."

At this time, the moonlight was like a refining furnace, pouring down like mercury, illuminating the earth as if it were daytime.

The bright moonlight shines on the path, like a silver ribbon, winding into the distance.

After sending the three people away for a distance, Jiang Che returned to the kitchen and continued washing dishes.

On the sofa in the living room, Ding Ning was holding a new recipe in his hand.

"It's a pity that many ingredients are gone." She sighed. There was a hint of loss in her voice and regret in her eyes.

Because the territory here is mainly for living, in addition to the things in the warehouse, a piece of land has been opened up specifically for planting and reproduction.

But there are still many things that they have not stored because they are inconvenient to store and there are currently no conditions for breeding them.

"It doesn't matter. There will always be time in the future." Jiang Che was washing the dishes, with the sound of water flowing beside his ears.

The light in the room was bright, but he hated this kind of bright, blazing white light because it always reminded him of the bright light on the operating table in Hongzhu Mental Hospital.

That cold and merciless light was once a nightmare deep in his heart.

At this moment he just felt very warm because he was in his own home.

Hehe, my own home.

Jiang Che was playing with the washing and grinning. (End of this chapter)