It smells a bit stinky, as if someone is using waste oil to fry stale meat.
But among the stench, there is a hint of fragrance.
Overall, it smells rather heady.
"What kind of strange smell is this?" The pangolin sniffed its nose and said depressedly.
Han Sanqian didn't answer. He followed the smell and discovered that the strongest smell was on the furnace wall next to him.
This means that these strange smells are emanating from the stove road in front of us.
"What's in it?" Xia Wei couldn't help but look at Xiaochunhua curiously.
Xiao Chunhua smiled softly and did not answer. Instead, she looked at Han Sanqian next to her and asked, "You have come all the way from the edge of the Red Earth Land. You should have a good understanding of how barren this land is, right?"
Xia Wei frowned, but she didn't ask much about this. After all, the four of them had a deep impression of the land of red soil along the way.
That cannot be called barren, it can only be called barren land.
There really wasn't even a piece of hair there, just sand.
"Since it's barren, don't you have any other questions?" Xiao Chunhua said with a bitter smile.
Any other questions?
Obviously, Xiao Chunhua's words meant something, so to be honest, Han Sanqian was not in a hurry to answer, but was thinking quickly about what Xiao Chunhua wanted to ask.
But what questions can be caused by poverty?
Han Sanqian thought about it over and over, but couldn't come up with an answer. The pangolin next to him, on the other hand, looked like his grandmother had taken stimulants. He opened his mouth with a bunch of questions.
But it is obvious that almost none of these problems are what Xiao Chuntao wants.
While thinking and listening to the pangolins being passed one after another, Han Sanqian's mind expanded even more, and his eyes unintentionally turned to the crowd who were still busy.
Suddenly, Han Sanqian seemed to have thought of something, and then quickly turned around and looked at Xiaochunhua: "Food is the most important thing for the people. Whether they are monsters or demons, humans or gods, they always need to eat."
Upon hearing this, Xia Wei suddenly understood.
"Yes, Brother Sanqian is right. This underground world is extremely vast, and Guhai only claims to be under the supervision of the East District. This also means that there may be a West District, a South District, and even a North District."
"So, if there are so many people in one district, how many people should there be in those districts?"
"With so many people living in such a barren land, what do they eat?"
That's right, and many people here seem to be just ordinary people. Therefore, the more ordinary people are, the greater their demand for food.
Therefore, what to eat is a huge question, and I believe it must be a question that Xiaochunhua hopes to get by talking about poverty.
Xiao Chunhua smiled softly: "That's exactly what I want."
"What to eat!"
Then, she turned slightly and looked at the busy people around her: "The fact is that nothing grows in the land of red earth, and no food is produced at all."
"However, the people here are quite strong and strong. They don't look like they grew up hungry." The pangolin touched its head.
"They are definitely not hungry." The old man shook his head: "I am quite capable of starving. The conditions in the extremely snowy land are limited. However, although I often starve, in general I still gain something, but occasionally
It can provide some nutrition.”
"But even so, senior, you are still very thin and small, but these people..." Xia Wei frowned, looking at these rather strong people present, her eyes were filled with deep doubts.
The old man and the pangolin are almost the same. I don’t know why.
"Could it be that this place is actually the same as the land of extreme snow? Although it seems barren, it actually has its own large lake?" the pangolin guessed.
"It's unlikely." The old man shook his head firmly.
Let's start with the fact that it is impossible to make most of the people here extremely strong. It is obviously very difficult for so many people to survive.
So this possibility is almost non-existent.
unless……
Obviously, Han Sanqian also thought of something. He suddenly frowned and looked into the stove, as if he had thought of something extremely terrible.
"Could it be..." The old man's face turned pale instantly...
