Tan Wenbin ran out of the house and said, "Eat this, eat this, there's cured meat hanging in the house, I brought some here."
Xue Liangliang: "There's still this stuff inside?"
"Everything else is moldy, including the dishes on the table, but the cured meat should be fine. I just took a bite; it's a bit oily, but it's all for replenishing energy, so I don't mind.
Here you go, Run Sheng."
Run Sheng took it, biting off a large chunk, then his chewing slowed down considerably. He didn't spit it out, but instead chewed and then swallowed it down.
Tan Wenbin asked, "How's the taste, is it okay, Run Sheng?"
Run Sheng: "This is dirty meat."
Li Zhiyuan and Xue Liangliang were immediately shocked.
Tan Wenbin: "Of course, it's dirty; everything in there is covered in dust, but I've dusted off the surface."
Li Zhiyuan reminded him, "Brother Binbin, the 'dirty meat' Run Sheng is talking about could mean it's not from livestock."
