Wu Hai had gone hungry for a whole day. He was fairly irritated as he hadn’t gotten anything done the whole afternoon except for taking a nap.
It was already evening when he woke up. He could be considered both lucky and unlucky. The lucky part was that he could enjoy Yuan Zhou’s cooking, while unlucky part was that he wasn’t able to have his meal immediately nor was he able to eat the new dish.
Not even after 7 or 8 minutes, Yuan Zhou carried out the dishes.
“Your set meals are done.”
The grandpa and grandma looked at each other. They seemed to agree that this Egg Fried Rice seemed rather decent.
