The Joy of Junk Food

After returning to the Ghost Ship, Clumsy Bear eagerly dumped all the snacks they had bought onto the dining table and shared them with everyone.

Paper bags sat side by side, quickly covering more than half the table.

The grilled octopus tentacles were brushed with a thick sauce. The fat on the sea beast meat skewers had already congealed slightly, but after being reheated by the stove, they soon began to sizzle with oil again. There were also sugar-coated hawthorn berries, crispy fried silverfish, and several boxes of fresh hawthorn juice.

Ling Chu casually picked up a fried octopus tentacle and took a bite. The outer layer was crisp while the meat inside remained tender. The sauce was rather sweet and became cloying if she ate too much, but it was delicious as an occasional treat.

Eating junk food once in a while was still pretty satisfying.

You Jiali usually cooked for them, and his menus were basically balanced around meat, vegetables, and nutrition. A whole table full of fried food, grilled food, and sweets was rare. After a while, it felt like eating home-cooked meals every day—she knew it was healthy and delicious, but every so often, she still inexplicably wanted to order takeout.

Besides, many things on Black Reef Island were local specialties. Once they left, they might not even be able to buy them anymore.

Seeing how happily they were eating, You Jiali silently noted in his menu memo—make a junk food meal once in a while.

Lingering Wind and Fading Moon came up from the second underground level. Seeing the spread on the table, she even paused mid-step.

"You really are carefree. You actually dare to eat this?"

Clumsy Bear assumed she found street stalls unhygienic and waved dismissively. "What doesn't kill you makes you stronger.