Asking for Recommendation Tickets
By the time Chen Xiaojun and the others returned to the Duke Residence, the hour was already late.
Everyone was starving, so they simply set up a table in the Small Courtyard of Chen Xiaojun's Sword Summoning Pavilion.
Zhu Wuneng had long since been so hungry his stomach was sticking to his back. He no longer cared about anything else, opened his jaws wide, and swept through the food like a storm.
When he finally put down his chopsticks in satisfaction, his belly was already round from eating, and he was almost leaning back in his chair with a groan.
He patted his swollen stomach contentedly, smacked his lips again, and muttered with some regret, "Mm... It was tasty, sure, but somehow... this table didn't seem as fragrant as those signature dishes the kitchen made before? Felt like it was missing something."
Chen Shurui was sipping his soup in small mouthfuls. He rolled his eyes and said irritably, "No kidding! Most of the residence kitchen staff were temporarily transferred to support Iron Jaw Fortress. And before, over at the Five Mountains with Sister Shuyao, our senior students put together several tables too. It's already pretty good that they managed to get you a hot meal like this, and you're still being picky!"
Chen Bin said coldly, "Then why did you still eat so much? More than half of this went into your stomach!"
Zhu Wuneng rubbed his belly and cried injustice with perfect confidence. "I was hungry! Aunt Si was something else too. She didn't even invite us to eat a little something to pad our stomachs before coming back."
Chen Shurui was practically laughed angry by him. Looking at the pile of empty plates in front of Zhu Wuneng, he said, "Invite the runner-up