"I planted and stir-fried the tea leaves myself."
"But I added some seasonings in it."
"Can you tell?"
Meng Jiao talked to himself without looking at Zhang Xing.
He had a very serious expression on his face.
He was focused on making tea.
"Is this a pistachio?"
Zhang Xing did not answer. He looked at the three small plates.
The two seemed to be chatting, but the battle had already begun.
Moreover, Meng Jiao had been controlling the rhythm. Zhang Xing felt very uncomfortable.
He decisively counterattacked.
The rhythm was instantly disrupted.
"Eh!"
Meng Jiao was very surprised.
"Aren't you curious about what I added to the tea leaves?"
He wanted to lead Zhang Xing by the nose.
He changed the topic again.
Crack!
Zhang Xing picked up a pistachio, peeled off the shell, and put it in his mouth.
"Yes!
Not bad. It tastes like pistachio. "
Many foods on the Shenglong Continent were similar to those on Earth, but the names were different.
Meng Jiao did not want to answer, and he did not need to.
"This is not a pistachio. It's a white fruit."
"I added some seasonings in it."
"Do you want to know what it is?"
Meng Jiao turned over two jade cups and poured a cup of tea for Zhang Xing.
"This plate is pine nuts, right? How do you call it?"
Zhang Xing still ignored Meng Jiao.
As he spoke, he grabbed a small handful. With a turn of his Dragon Energy, the shell of the pine nuts was shattered into powder, revealing a dozen golden nuts.
Zhang Xing poured it into his mouth and slowly tasted it.
Meng Jiao was a little angry.
He was different from Zhang Xing.
He was used to being high and mighty.
The people around him were all complimenting him. Zhang Xing's attitude was too different for him, and he was not used to it.
"This is pine nuts. There's no other name."
Meng Jiao said coldly.
He felt that he had already given Zhang Xing enough face by lowering his status and patiently chatting with a junior.
It was just a normal conversation. If he knew something, he would say it. If he didn't, he would shake his head.
You, on the other hand, talk about mine, and you talk about yours.
Can't we have a nice chat?
"Oh, by the way, the pine nuts have also been processed by me. After adding a condiment, the taste is especially good."
"How do you feel?"
Meng Jiao calmed himself down and gestured for him to drink tea.
This time, Zhang Xing did not decline. He picked up a small cup of tea and drank it down.
"Meng Jiao, I don't know if there's a problem with your ability to express yourself or if there's a problem with my understanding.
You already said that you were going to put poison in these things. Why are you still asking me what it is?
Is there a problem here? "
Zhang Xing put down his teacup and tapped his head with his right index finger.
"You …"
Meng Jiao was so angry that he almost spat out the tea he had just drunk.
How can you talk like that? Do you know what it means to see through but not say it out loud?
Since you don't want to have a good chat, then I won't talk nonsense with you.
"Zhang Xing, you've already drunk the tea, eaten the pine nuts and ginkgo, and you haven't eaten the mango yet."
"These four things are all poisoned. It's fine to eat one or two or three of them alone."
"But if you eat them all … Hehe …"
"Do you dare to try the last one?"
Zhang Xing smiled faintly.
"Isn't it just a combination of poisons? Why wouldn't I dare?"
As he spoke, he picked up a slice of mango and ate it.
At this moment, Meng Jiao's face revealed a proud smile.
A poison that can even poison a Four-Star Battle-Saint, a mere One-Star Battle-Saint like you … Hehe!