lt;Zhu Ying Jiang Hu

A middle-aged jailer walked up to the two men's cell and stopped. He took out a few dishes of side dishes and two bowls of rice from the wooden bucket he carried with him and put them into the cell. He said, "It's time for dinner!",The middle-aged jailer, seeing that the two men remained unmoved, continued, “When I was young, I served under a Korean official. Now that he is in great trouble, I am powerless to help. All I can do is offer you a clean meal. After you eat, go to the Ministry of Punishments tomorrow!”,After that, the two picked up their chopsticks and started eating. To be honest, the taste of the dish was really not good, far inferior to the home-cooked dishes of later generations with various seasonings!。