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Wei Xiao almost swallowed his tongue in excitement at the familiar taste. Despite being seriously injured back then, his body hadn't hurt at all when he ate this spirit rice porridge every day. It hadn't been easy for him to recuperate, and he had also finished all the spirit rice. At first, he thought of asking Old Chi where he had bought this rice from. When he found out that this rice porridge had even healed his internal injuries, Wei Xiao no longer had any thoughts about it, nor did he ask Old Chi about it. At the same time, he appreciated his kindness.

Although Chang Qing had cooked a lot of the spirit rice porridge, it really wasn't enough for everyone. No one could have more than two bowls at most. Chi Shuyan only ate one bowl. The spirit rice porridge didn't do much for her body. No matter how good something was, one would get tired of it if they ate it every day.

She preferred to eat other dishes more.