Li Xiaomin froze when she heard the names of those ingredients.
It was not until Tian Yong brought out the food from the insulated container and she saw the centipedes, silkworm pupae, and other bugs inside that she snapped back to her senses.
"Ah! Th-these things can really be eaten as dishes?"
As soon as Li Xiaomin finished speaking, Tian Yong replied:
"Of course they can. They're all medicinal cuisine."
Li Xiaomin looked at me with utter disbelief.
Although she knew Uncle Yu, she knew nothing about his skill with Yin Dishes or his expertise in medicinal cuisine.
Seeing Li Xiaomin look at me, I nodded at her.
"You can eat them. My Uncle Yu is extremely skilled at making medicinal cuisine."
Li Xiaomin's mouth hung slightly open, and she looked utterly stunned.
Uncle Yu looked at me and said:
"Xiao Jiang, eat while it's hot. Once it cools down, it'll develop a strange taste!"
If Uncle Yu said it would taste strange, then it had to be unbearably awful.
I immediately nodded.
"O-Okay, Uncle Yu. I'll eat now!"
At the same time, Li Xiaomin began helping out, setting up the small table over my bed and raising the backrest.
Uncle Yu had made me three dishes and a soup.
They were mainly made with bugs.
The dishes did not look particularly appetizing, and they smelled somewhat unpleasant too, with a bitter, astringent scent.
"Senior Uncle, do you want a spoon or chopsticks?"
"Chopsticks are fine!"
I picked up the chopsticks and began eating.
Calling it eating dishes was misleading. I was really eating bugs.
I picked up a silkworm pupa first and put it straight into my mouth.
I chewed it up with a series of crisp crunches.
Li Xiaomin could barely stand it anymore. Her expression changed drastically,