Shu Yu felt extremely content; in the previous days when she stayed at the Shu family home, breakfast always consisted of the previous night's leftovers.
No, it should be said that they only cooked once in the evening. That meal covered the evening, the following morning, and the following noon.
After all, it was truly a struggle to get up in the morning, and after a busy day, one certainly didn't feel like cooking again.
Therefore, whether it was breakfast or lunch, the food was always cold, and as for the taste, there was no need to mention it—apart from salt, there wasn't even a drop of oil.
Moreover, this was only the situation for the three of them; most people in Righteous Dao Village only ate twice a day.
Shu Yu had Meng Yunzheng to thank for her evening meals, saving that portion of food so she wouldn't go hungry the next morning.
Now, not only could she eat hot food, but she also had noodles and eggs—Shu Yu truly felt it was an enjoyment fit for immortals.
