The weather grew warmer day by day, and amidst the mountains and open fields, hints of green were already visible at a glance.
In the Flying Horse Camp, the plump Liang Dabao entered the barracks beaming with joy, "Old Hu from next door said, as long as I teach him to recite the Green Satchel Chapter, he'll take me to the Yicui Building to listen to music and have a meal."
"I can recite the Green Satchel Chapter all thanks to Brother Zhong. If he said he would treat you to a meal, he definitely will. When the time comes, you come with me, and we'll feast on him big time," the plump boy said with grandiosity.
Invite me to a meal in this way? Have me scrounge someone else's meal?
"Thanks a lot," Chen Mu rolled his eyes.
"It's just too bad that Old Hu is too dumb; he can't remember a single phrase even after teaching him twice," Liang Dabao curled his lips, "Not like me, with just a bit of guidance from you, I can recite the whole chapter."
