The rich aroma of soybeans and stir-fried soy sauce quickly wafted everywhere, the unique and rich fragrance instantly made those who smelled it swallow greedily.
Oh no!
A few of them who were extremely hungry almost wanted to grab some tree leaves to chew on.
Fang Bin nudged Jiang Ping, who was gritting his teeth beside him, and handed him four small bags saying, "Classmate Jiang, I have some compressed biscuits here, do you want to have a bit to tide you over? You look like you're about to start gnawing on tree bark."
Jiang Ping looked suspiciously at Fang Bin: "You thick-eyed swindler, you're not trying to get me to eat these compressed biscuits so you can have more meat later, are you?"
Compressed biscuits are very filling, and the few pieces Fang Bin handed over would be enough to leave him with no appetite for anything the whole night, so he really doubted this swindler's motive.
