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I Transmigrated Into A Fantasy World To Farm And Build Houses! - Chapter 115: Peanut Milk
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... haracteristic." The Ox-Head tribesman with the curved horns licked his lips, speaking with great relish.
Bi and the reddish-brown furred man both nodded in agreement. That was right, all three dishes were incredibly delicious, yet each was unique.
After the pot of hand-pulled noodles was cooked, everyone present was given a bowl. Those who knew how to use chopsticks used them; those who didn’t used spoons to scoop. The Ox-Head tribe had never seen flour made into a dish like this ...
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