"Still, I have to say, Er Niu's pancake-making skills are truly excellent."
Jiang Ming praised him.
"Hey, who are you? Which camp are you from? It isn't mealtime yet."
When Er Niu saw Jiang Ming, he immediately asked strangely.
"Er Niu, you and I were destined to meet as saviors. If I eat your pancakes, you are my brother. In the future, I will help you escape the Sea of Bitterness."
Jiang Ming looked at Hou Yi and said with a smile.
"But these are military rations. They can't be eaten casually."
Er Niu said sternly.
He was a very honest man. At the very least, that was how he was in this lifetime.
"Don't worry. They can't see me."
Jiang Ming smiled calmly.
"Ah, how is that possible? Are you some kind of demon who knows demon arts?"
Er Niu asked.
"Hey, hey, hey, Er Niu. Look at how wise and mighty, handsome and dashing, elegant and charming I am. Have you ever seen a demon like this? I'm an Immortal."
Jiang Ming solemnly confirmed his identity.
"An Immortal."
Er Niu said in disbelief.
"That's right, a genuine Immortal."
Jiang Ming said seriously.
"Oh, I'll remember that."
Er Niu immediately said.
"Food's ready! Er Niu, how is the meal preparation going? Jiang Ming will be back from his inspection soon."
At that moment, someone urged him.
This was a Red Turban Army camp. Jiang Ming guessed that this was probably the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms period, when the Human World was in chaos. Of course, since this was a parallel world, the specifics could not be verified.
"It's ready! We can eat now!"
Er Niu hurriedly shouted back.
"Er Niu, I find you very pleasing to the eye, you know? This time, I came to pass on a