The spicy fruit does taste spicy, but he only puts in one or two at a time. In fact, the fish soup is really not too spicy. Compared with those perverted fierce people in Guizhou who eat raw spicy sauce and pickled peppers, it is completely spicy.

Same as pediatrics.

But just this little bit of spiciness almost caused these primitive savages to shut down collectively.

But Xu Chen was still very pleased.

Compared to Lei and a large group of other men who looked down upon them as snakes and scorpions after tasting the spicy fruit, middle-aged and elderly female comrades such as the witches of the Yu Gong clan and a group of clan chiefs behaved more bravely and tolerantly.

At least most of them didn't give up after drinking. Instead, many people started drinking again after a while of commotion.

Although their expressions make people laugh, they are trying hard to adapt and accept this taste.

Xu Chen did not expect that spicy fruit can treat dysmenorrhea.

Perhaps, the great shaman of the Yugong clan has a cold constitution, and the spicy fruit can help promote qi and blood circulation, relieve pain and warm the body.

A meal of hot and sour fish soup cured the great shaman of the Yu Gong clan's menstrual cramps. This is a rare piece of good news today.
Chapter completed!