After that, the females who had helped Su Qinglan dig out the potatoes earlier also stepped forward. Their eyes were shining just like Bai Ling and Lin Muyu’s. Clearly, they also wanted to try.
Su Qinglan smiled and nodded. She didn’t stop them. Instead, she evenly distributed the potatoes to them all. Her hands moved fast, sharing each steaming piece fairly, as if she had done this countless times before.
She didn’t mind that some of them hadn’t stepped forward when she was being accused earlier. Trust wasn’t something that bloomed overnight. She knew that very well. And besides, being cautious was not a crime. Everyone had the right to protect themselves.
Still, deep inside, she was happy. Happy that at least two good friends... Bai Ling and Lin Muyu had stood by her when everyone else pointed fingers. That was already more than enough.
The group of females took the potatoes and began eating slowly, their faces full of curiosity and doubt. But the moment the soft, steaming bite entered their mouths, their eyes widened.
"Wow!" one of them gasped, chewing fast. "It’s so delicious!"
"Completely different from meat!" another added, her cheeks bulging like a little squirrel.
"It’s so soft, so fragrant... I feel like I could eat this every day without stopping!"
The group laughed, nodding and murmuring in agreement, their expressions glowing with excitement.
Su Qinglan smirked to herself. Heh, let them say that now. Just wait until they get tired of eating potatoes every single day. Then they’ll know.
Back in her old world, children sometimes cried when forced to eat potatoes again and again. Some even hated it. But right now? She was just happy. Happy that she had proven herself. Happy that she could make these females like something new. And happy because she already imagined how many dishes she could cook with potatoes.
Her thoughts were interrupted when her eyes landed on the three ugly faces in the crowd. The trio were sulking, their expressions so twisted that Su Qinglan almost burst out laughing.
Suddenly, an idea popped into her mind.
She took a few potatoes in her hands and walked gracefully toward the so-called great witch doctor. Her voice was honey-sweet as she said,
"Great witch doctor, would you like to try?"
Everyone blinked. The old man’s eyes flashed with greed. His wrinkled nose twitched as the aroma reached him. The potatoes didn’t look muddy or disgusting anymore; instead, they were golden and tempting. He swallowed hard. After all, everyone else had eaten them already and nothing had happened.
He could eat it too...
His hand slowly reached forward, ready to take the potato from Su Qinglan’s hand.
But before he could even touch it, Han Jue suddenly leaned in from the side, his face calm but his tongue sharper than any blade.
"My bad," he said lazily. "We wouldn’t want to poison the great doctor. After all, if his old stomach can’t tolerate such a dangerous toxin, wouldn’t it be pitiful if he died?"
The words landed like a thunderclap.
For a second, silence ruled. Then...
Pfft!

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