"That's the grass you're talking about, isn't it?" The first commander pointed to the grass on the oasis in front of him and asked Fang Qiu.

"Yes." Fang Qiu nodded.

"Let me try it." The first commander immediately squatted down with a smile, reached out to pick up a blade of grass, put it in his mouth and chewed it directly.

"Well, the grass tastes good and tender. There's no smell of dirt on it at all."

As he spoke, the first commander ...