Xuan Yuan Po walked in with a plate of food on his head. Since the people in the Herb Garden were gone, no one sent in the meals anymore. The Tradition Academy had to cook meals themselves and unfortunately, the Yao youngster was responsible for cooking in the first few days.
The starlight shone through the windows of the library. It was as bright as the meals were tasteless.
During lunch, Jin Yu Lu had tried Xuan Yuan Po’s dishes and told them that they didn’t need to wait for him to start the meal.
Tang Thirty Six put down his chopsticks, looked at Xuan Yuan Po and asked sincerely, “Did you forget to add salt again?”
Chen Chang Sheng looked at him and laughed, “Just as you say often, you switch the topic too suddenly.”
Tang Thirty Six didn’t change his expression. He defended, “That’s because your question was too ridiculous.”
After finishing the tasteless dinner, the three people started walking around the lake of Tradition Academy. Faintly, they could see the candlelight from the newly built house. They could also smell the tasty roast chicken and liquor from the opening of the door.
Sensing the smell, Tang Thirty Six was jealous of Jin Yu Lu’s dinner. He suggested to buy takeouts starting tomorrow because both he and Chen Chang Sheng had money. No matter how much Xuan Yuan Po could eat, their pockets wouldn’t be bothered.