"This is too much; I feel bad taking it." Han Qiwu smiled awkwardly as he reached out to accept the large black bag.
When he opened the bag, he saw an entire hind leg of a sheep, hefty and likely weighing dozens of pounds, with a faint glow emanating from its surface.
[Gobi Sheep Leg]
[Stamina +260]
[HP +150]
[Note: A tender and aromatic Gobi Sheep leg]
"Thank you, Brother Yang. I won't say any more polite words." Han Qiwu clasped his hands in thanks, as this large sheep leg, worth hundreds of dollars in the market, might not even be purchasable with money.
Yang Yangyang waved his hand. "It's just a sheep leg. Take it home and eat it: roast it, make hotpot, or stew it; it'll all taste great. Do you have a meat cleaver? If not, I can help you chop it."
"I have one. I'll deal with it myself later." Han Qiwu chuckled. After chatting for a while longer, he lifted the bag and rode away.
