Ming Dynasty and New Rome and Infinite Magic Machine

Chapter 1601 Aru's Curse

Since he started eating the meals prescribed by Master Sa, his family has finally started to pay more attention to him than before.

This isn't to say he wasn't valued before, since there were only two children in the family. It's just that his parents clearly valued his older sister more in the past.

Now, Han Xingsi is about to graduate and needs less attention from his family. Meanwhile, his youngest son, who has just started university, has been fortunate enough to be watched by Master Sa, allowing him to add as much sugar as he wants to his eight-treasure porridge every day.

"Wow, delicious eight-treasure porridge. It's so good!"

"Mmm, it's really delicious." Across from her, Han Xingsi was eating xiaolongbao (soup dumplings).

These are freshly steamed xiaolongbao (soup dumplings), bought from outside. The dumpling skin is translucent, and the inside is half-filled with meat filling and soup. There are also fried dough sticks and soy milk, giving off the aroma of carbohydrates.

Not to mention, there was a bowl of wontons in front of her. The wontons were half-floating in the soup made with dried shrimp and seaweed, and the fried dough sticks could be half soaked in soy milk and half soaked in wontons.

"Ah, I still want to eat yours."

"No, you're the apple of our eye."

"Just mentioning chicken cartilage makes me want to eat some! It's been so long since I've had meat!"

"Eat your eight-treasure porridge. It's been cold for a while now. Mom made it especially for you this morning, so you have to finish it all. Unlike us, we can only eat breakfast bought from the street. Ah, this fried dough stick is not good at all, it's too sinful."

He was speechless. He really couldn't eat a single bite right now. Although his cravings had been satisfied with the oily breakfast, all he could eat here was bland eight-treasure porridge.

Although I'm already tired of eating it, I can't not eat it, or I'll starve.

Left with no other choice, he picked up the spoon and scooped the first spoonful into the eight-treasure porridge—

Suddenly, a ball of fur shot in from the west like a storm.

His pet cat, named Wuyuan, rushed onto the table, dodging the bowls of soy milk and wontons, and avoiding the tall fried dough sticks, before stepping into Han Xingzhi's porridge. The porridge wasn't hot at all, but startled, Wuyuan jumped up, knocking the whole bowl of porridge to the ground.

"My breakfast!!! Mom! My breakfast is spilled on the floor!"

"Hmm?" Han Xingzhi's mother peeked out from the living room. "Oh dear, shall I get you another bowl? It's a little hot though."

"That's too late! I don't have any time left! I have to leave now!"

"Here you go." Han Xingzhi's mother took out two paper tickets. "Go out and buy some spiritual liquid for breakfast."

"Well, that's the only way."

After a while.

"Sold out?"

"Sold out?"

"How come this is sold out too!"

"What the hell! Why is all the elixir at the station sold out?!"

"Hey, the train's coming!" Han Xingsi had already entered the ticket gate. "If we don't come soon, we'll miss the tram!"

Unfortunately, the automatic ticket gates were also out of order today, leaving him little time to search inside the station. Station staff were manually checking tickets, so he had no choice but to queue up early.

"Okay, I'll be right there."

After weighing the options, I realized I had no choice but to get on the bus on an empty stomach, hoping to find out if the school had any spiritual liquid for sale.

However, when he arrived at the school, he received the same result: "What, it's gone?! Why isn't it here either!" "Wait, something's not right. Hold on a minute." Han Xingsi took out his phone and checked with his superiors. "Ah, it's the system for selling spiritual liquid for the Heavenly Nobles that's under maintenance. It seems that because of the preparations for the movie, many Heavenly Nobles have taken leave to go for interviews—I was wondering why the ticket gates were closed, so they're all not home."

"Wait!" Han Xingzhi suddenly realized something, "What about the kitchen!"

Lunchtime, as expected.

Today, the kitchen's drawing machine couldn't be started because it was "under maintenance"—not to mention it was for personal use, even Tianyi Guiren had to take leave to go for a job interview.

The school had made preparations in advance. At lunchtime, food trucks from outside delivered boxed lunches.

Because of today's unexpected situation, this meal is considered to be paid for by the school, and everyone just needs to line up at the cafeteria entrance to receive their boxed lunches.

Undeterred, Han Xingzhi went to queue up anyway.

Excuse me, what's on the menu today?

The lady serving the food glanced at him and replied, "There are two set meals, both with three dishes and a soup. The three dishes are one meat dish, two half-meat dishes, and one vegetable dish. Set meal number one is braised pork belly with preserved mustard greens, stir-fried pork with green peppers, and stewed beef with potatoes, served with braised eggplant. Set meal number two is braised pork belly, four-happiness meatballs, braised pork with gluten, served with scrambled eggs with tomatoes. Both soups are seaweed and pork rib soup, and there's also mung bean soup for drinks. Which one would you like?"

Do you have any white rice?

"White rice? There's no extra white rice. If you only want rice, then give the vegetables to others."

"But the broth has spilled onto the rice!" In both lunch boxes, the braised pork and the preserved vegetable with pork belly were both on top of the rice, which had long since absorbed the broth and turned brown.

"Isn't it delicious with broth on top? Kids these days are so hard to please. When we were young, we always had two vegetarian dishes and a half-meat dish—do you want some or not? If not, go sit over there."

Han Xingzhi fell into unprecedented despair. He could only drink water since morning, and even now he had only drunk enough water to fill his stomach.

However, despite being full from the water, his hunger did not disappear at all; on the contrary, it became even more pronounced because he had drunk so much water.

"Why can't I get food?!"

"What's wrong? Why are you sitting at the cafeteria entrance?" A comforting voice came from beside me—

"Big brother! Help me! Is there anything to eat? Please give me a bite! I haven't eaten anything since this morning!"

"Ah, wait a minute." Shang Luo rummaged through his schoolbag and pulled out a quarter of a cornbread. "Just one bite's worth."

Without saying a word, Han Xingzhi ate it—it whetted his appetite, and he became even hungrier.

"Big brother, am I cursed by Yaru? Why haven't I been able to eat anything since this morning? Am I going to starve to death?"

"That can't be right. We ate all the bread yesterday. Wait a minute, I'll go ask."

30 seconds later.

"This is outrageous!" Shangluo dragged Han Xingzhi to the side of the road. "Yalu reported that the curse has been issued! I'm going to confront them! I clearly saw 2 loaves of bread eaten without a single one left, but they say there are still 2400 loaves missing? How is that possible!"

[Wait a minute, Shangluo, it seems there's been a reply. It wasn't me who asked; Xiaohong is on her way. She's applying to come and seek revenge. Someone vomited in Taiye Pond, which made her vomit too; she even threw up her bread. She wants to request a thorough investigation to find out who did it.]

"Putting aside the matter of a thorough investigation, didn't she already eat it?"

Carp swallow their food whole. I figured she probably spat out all the bread she swallowed, so it was a waste. The jackal-headed guy said they were negotiating with Yaru to see how to resolve this, but he might need to go to Yaru. The worst-case scenario is...

"What is it?"

[It's a 1-to-1 payout—he might have to grow enough wheat to make 24000 loaves of bread before he can leave. Otherwise, he'll never have enough to eat in his life.]

(End of this chapter)