"Are you a glutton or what?!"
Staring at the mess on the table, Dolly's eyes widened in shock.
A lizard meat skewer, as long as a forearm and thick as two fingers, crammed full of tails charred to a ruddy finish, valued at three chips.
She was already full after eating just one, yet this guy had polished off a whole four skewers!
Dolly's gaze inevitably shifted downward.
She wanted to figure out where on Earth all the food this guy ate had gone?!
"Aren't you the one who told me to make myself at home?"
Fang Chang calmly wiped his mouth with a napkin, appreciating the expression on her face for a moment.
After some thought, he went on to criticize.
"The taste is indeed average, nowhere near as good as back home."
It seemed the lizard meat was imported from the south, where he had heard that there were farms raising edible lizards.
There was also crocodile meat, which chewed much like chicken.