20 Chapter 20 4yr

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The bipedal dragon's meat was very tough and chewy, but it was not difficult to chew. It was a high quality, first-class meat. The taste was remarkable; it was complemented by Wrought Iron, the dwarf's spice and spirits that he was proud of, and it was roasted just to the right degree, so everyone ate with oil running beside the mouth. Even after eating, the strong taste still lingered in their mouths.
Such a barbecue, if in a big and bustling city, might be sold at a price of dozens of gold coins. It not only had a good taste, but also had some tonic effect on the body. If you ate these foods regularly, your body could become exceptionally powerful without doing any special sort of exercise.
Almost all of the offspring of important aristocracies were trained in this way.
"Delicious, delicious!" After swallowing a mouthful of barbecue, Gerrard could not help but praise aloud.
"Wrought Iron's cooking skills are getting better and better!" Old Soth nodded, praising, "It's one's best quality for when he gets old in the future."
Wrought Iron was nearly fifty years old. He could be considered young and promising among his fellow dwarves, as he would probably live for another one h