"So... you've already spent all your money?"
Looking at Dong Chengling, who was alternating between sips of porridge and bites of custard buns, Ren Suo felt his own appetite picking up.
"No... not exactly..."
After chewing up the bun, Dong Chengling took a sip of the smooth preserved egg and lean pork porridge and said, "I've saved a little to buy salt and noodles, just in case."
"Just noodles will be enough?"
"Doesn't each floor of the cafeteria provide free rice and soup?" Dong Chengling said without any hint of embarrassment: "I've been solving my breakfast, lunch, and dinner this way for the past few days. If it weren't for the fact that cultivation could lead to hunger, which might decrease mental alertness and reduce the efficiency of cultivation, I wouldn't even need to prepare noodles."
