Wave (3)

As a gourmet, Ling Ping'an's resistance to food was almost zero.

To him, the hometown bacon of Guangnan was a top-grade delicacy.

Such good things could not be bought even if one had money in this day and age.

The pigs were all raised and killed by the farmers, smoked, and then hung on the stove to be exposed to the smoke and fire.

They were top-grade products that had been fermented for at least a year.

They were not produced by the large industrial assembly lines in those factories.

The two were not on the same level at all!

Therefore, Ling Ping'an immediately received the cured meat happily.

"Thank Grandma Hu for me!" he invited Hu Nuonuo in.

Then, he asked, "Miss Hu, have you eaten?"

Hu Nuonuo smiled and shook her head. "Not yet!"

"Oh..." Ling Ping'an said, "Then let's go down and have a meal together later?"