When Jiang Xiaobai said that, Scholar realized how hungry he was. He touched his belly and laughed, "It is very late, isn't it? I'm sorry, you should have woken me up earlier."
"I heard you set off four rounds of firecrackers, so I figured your little frame must be exhausted. That's why I let you sleep in," said Jiang Xiaobai.
"This, this..."
Scholar blushed like a maiden, lowering his head, his face turning beet red.
By the time they reached the restaurant, the private room had already been prepared. Jiang Xiaobai asked the waiter to notify the kitchen to hurry up with the dishes, and before long, an array of exquisite delicacies were laid out on the table.
Seeing so many delicious dishes, Scholar said excitedly, "This table must cost five hundred, right?"
Jiang Xiaobai laughed, "Back in your time, before you were put away, I reckon this table at five hundred would have been about right, but now it wouldn't come under three thousand."
