"What's wrong, don't you eat intestines?" the Calligraphy Teacher said with a hint of regret, "They're very fragrant!" Speaking, his chopsticks swirled and placed some into his own bowl, and he began to eat.
Little Taotie: "..."
She stealthily peeked at the Calligraphy Teacher, seeing his face full of enjoyment, she felt a little tempted.
But recalling the appearance of the intestines and their smell...
Little Taotie lowered her eyelids.
In the mountains, her mother was very fond of eating pork offal, which in the village was known as pig intestines and was very cheap. Every time they bought a lot of pork to make smoked meat, the vendor would also give them pig offal.
Pig offal was particularly difficult to clean, and for the person cleaning it, it was definitely hard to accept a dish made from it.
