Chapter 648 His Determination

The taste of that dish was fairly normal, leaning toward the salty side.

He chewed for a while, swallowing slowly, finally managing to dilute the peculiar taste that had filled his mouth.

Lysander asked, “Are you okay?”

Josiah waved his hand dismissively. “I’m fine.”

“Why must you do this? You’re surely not used to the food here. You don’t have to force yourself. You should hurry back to the city.”

“I’m used to the food.”

Lysander was puzzled.

“Give me a bit more time to adjust. I’ll get used to the food here.”

Lysander tilted her head slightly to look at him. “Are you really planning to stay here?”

“You’ve been here for half a month, no? I can also do it.”

“I’m not like you. I come from an ordinary family. As a child, we struggled, and I’ve experienced my fair share of hardships due to our poor conditions. This level of hardship doesn’t faze me, but it’s almost worlds apart from the life you’re used to living…”

“It’s okay,” Josiah said. “I’ve told you I want to experience your life. I can handle it.”

Lysander let out a soft sigh.

Josiah served her some food. “You should also eat.”

the dishes, which had been kept warm by the stove,

all consisted of wild

boiled dandelion, and

just been served, he said, “These are filled with chickweed. They were blanched in lard and water before

offered their agricultural products to Lysander and the nurses as a token of their appreciation. By the time they were preparing for the welcome feast in the afternoon, there wasn’t much left to

noticed the villagers‘ tension and, as a gesture of respect, made a point of generously complimenting them

never seen such a variety of wild vegetables in the city. If it weren’t for your introduction,

he followed the local customs and lifted the clay mug to

express any dissatisfaction with the dishes served, the villagers finally relaxed. They returned to their respective seats and started to enjoy their meals.

impress their guests. She kept serving dishes to Lysander and Josiah, filling their bowls

spoons didn’t exist. Anita simply used her own cutlery to serve

several bites from her bowl without any sign of her usual mysophobia issues. However, he found

too bitter for him. Just the smell alone was enough to make him want to give

Josiah more food. “Didn’t I tell you before? The city folks, especially the big shots, are very particular about etiquette. Don’t use your own cutlery to serve others!” Blaine

were somewhat

outright that he couldn’t stomach the dandelions seemed to contradict his previous statement, leaving him in a

of grandmotherly age, realized that she had made a mistake at such

saying, “It’s all right. I’m not picky, and I absolutely

Josiah couldn’t finish. She seemed to accept the natural bitterness of the wild vegetables

rose to her feet and headed

of dandelions, yet he felt somewhat uneasy. He didn’t go

okay, Mrs. Alvarez,” Josiah said. “I was just wondering what kind of

relieved. “Dandelions, also known as cankerwort. It’s actually a kind of medicinal herb. If you don’t

great for their cooling and detoxifying

lips than she saw all the dandelions from her bowl being transferred back by

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