By the time the tableful of fine dishes had been finished, the man, the ox, and the cat had already slumped comfortably in their chairs.
Out on the snowfields, they had gone hungry one meal and eaten their fill the next.
What they ate had all been things like flatbread and thin porridge.
Now, at last, they had enjoyed a meal like this.
It left them feeling utterly content~
"Thank you," Li Ping'an said to the field mouse.
He also had Old Ox take out some Spirit Stones to pay for the meal.
The field mouse waved his paws. "This meal is my treat. Did you find it tasty?"
"It was absolutely delicious."
The man and the ox nodded in unison.
Even Kitten kept saying how delicious it was.
The field mouse was delighted to hear this, smiling until his eyes narrowed into slits.
"With food as delicious as yours, why open a restaurant no one visits in this barren place?" Li Ping'an asked curiously.
The field mouse gave a deep sigh. "We were originally cooks at a restaurant in the city. Because our food was delicious, we were very popular with the townsfolk.
"But that also made others jealous. Then someone exposed the fact that the cooks in our kitchen were a group of field mice, and even falsely accused us of putting something in the food.
"We lost our place to stay and had no choice but to come here."
"The mice are so pitiful," the little girl said sympathetically.
"Field mice! We're not mice!"
The field mouse slammed his little paw hard on the table.
Li Ping'an nodded thoughtfully. "I see."
After all, if ordinary people were told that the cooks preparing their meals were field mice...
Probably anyone would find that hard to accept.
It was