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Some people often say that the gap between people can be greater than between people and pigs, but Jiang Feng didn't think this was an appropriate comparison.
Because even between pigs, there are differences. Some pigs strive to make themselves the tastiest they can be, dying young, tragically under the butcher's knife, living grandly but dying fragrantly. Others are lazy and gluttonous, managing to live in quadrangle dwellings within the second ring of Beiping City, with heating in winter, air conditioning in summer, provided with three meals and supper daily, and often taken out for walks by their pseudo-owners.
Jiang Feng thought that if Xiaxia were a pig, she would probably be the kind of talented pig who, even if lazy and gluttonous, would manage to become the tastiest.
Wait, why did he think of his disciple as a pig?
Jiang Feng and Wu Minqi just sat at home watching Ji Xia make peach crisps.