Luo Chuan stretched lazily, and several joints in his body immediately let out piercing grinding sounds.
Which was why—
One absolutely could not sit still for too long. At the very least, one had to move around every so often.
This was wisdom Luo Chuan had gained through personal experience.
"Boss, are you practicing some special martial skill?" Xuan Que asked curiously after hearing the sound.
The little girl had nothing to do either, so she clung to Yao Ziyan and asked her to tell stories.
Perhaps Yao Ziyan found it troublesome, so she replaced storytelling with playing Xiangqi.
In any case, the result seemed no different.
"Martial skill?" Luo Chuan patted Xuan Que's head. "Mm, I suppose so."
"So amazing!"
After marveling for a moment, Xuan Que's attention returned to the chessboard.
It had to be said that she really did have a talent for Xiangqi. At the very least, she could trade blows with Yao Ziyan.
In that regard, she was far better than Luo Chuan.
Even Luo Chuan felt rather embarrassed at being defeated in this area.
After greeting Yao Ziyan, he headed over to the machine that sold Rice Cake.
More than half the morning had passed, and the food he had eaten in the morning was nearly digested. He was not exactly hungry; he simply wanted something to eat.
As usual, he chose sweet.
As for the specific flavor...
Forget it. Even Luo Chuan had never seen it before.
Were they bullying him for being uneducated?
There were quite a few customers in the store, and people were still lining up at the machines selling the new product.
Of course, as the boss, Luo Chuan certainly did not need to waste time standing in line...
Luo Chuan left beneath the reverent gazes of countless customers.