Chapter 90 Little Nannan_1

Shen Mingke once saw a post on Zhihu that asked: what does human flesh taste like?

He had read a few comments in the thread below the post.

Every time he thought of this, Shen Mingke felt a chill in his heart, with his stomach churning. He glanced at Zheng Minghui, who had only paused briefly before continuing to eat the meat.

But he was worried that his knowledge of meat was insufficient, what if his judgment was wrong?

As Shen Mingke was caught up in his thoughts, the woman noticed his expression and began to panic. She quickly said, "You're not used to the taste, right?"

"I come from a family that used to run a slaughterhouse, and during the black rain, I stored a lot of meat, which has become a bit moldy over time! You'll have to bear with it."

"Oh, sure, sure!"

The two men quickly chimed in. While Zheng Minghui didn't think too much of it, Shen Mingke breathed a sigh of relief, happy that it wasn't what he had been dreading.