With ingredients like cornmeal, cleaned fish, horned rabbit grass, and foxtail grass... What kind of dish could possibly be made with those? Midsummer could hardly stomach the idea of just throwing everything into a pot to make porridge.

*This is definitely not cooking.*

She couldn’t even begin to imagine what it would taste like, but she was certain it wouldn’t be delicious.

"Gyeoul, if you’re going to eat, shouldn’t it at least taste good?"

"Taste good?"

"Yeah. If you mix everything together as a porridge, won’t it taste strange?"

"Yes, but it’ll still fill me up."

"Well... that’s true."

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