Time travel: Are you as professional as him in eating dog food?

After the great miracle, Wen Baixu sat back at the table dejectedly, looking at the table full of dishes and the pitiful little radish beside him.

The boy looked at it for a long time, sighed, and pushed his portion to the little carrot. "You eat it. I'm not hungry."

As he said this, he turned to the other side and looked at the red-haired guy who had a mouth full of crumbs. However, the food he was eating was so delicious that Wen Baixu couldn't help but drool.

Ling Yun, who was sitting opposite the two of them, shook his head helplessly, picked up the small bowl, took out more than half of the dishes and rice in it, and pushed it to Wen Baixu. He held the chopsticks in one hand and rubbed the bowl in front of him.

"This... Actually, I really..."

Jiang Zifang, who was beside him, finished his meal in an instant, took out a handkerchief, wiped the residue on the chopsticks clean, wiped his mouth, grinned at Wen Baixu, and put the chopsticks into his hand.

Wen Baixu looked down at the chopsticks in his hand. Although he could no longer see them on the surface, he couldn't help swallowing his saliva when he thought of the scene just now.

"Eat it. If you don't eat it, how are you going to complete the trial tomorrow? Who will be responsible if you faint? Him?"

Seeing that the boy was motionless, Jiang Zifang quickly spoke out to dissuade him, pointing randomly at the little carrot that was eating rice.

The little hand that was eating suddenly stopped, and his little face was full of guilt. He stammered, swallowed the food, and said

"Brother.....Little Radish will go to work tomorrow, so you just need to rest. Brother...Brother please don't get dizzy."

As he spoke, his greasy hands rubbed on Wen Baixu's clothes, and the tears and snot on his face burst out all at once.

"What a good kid."

Jiang Zifang wiped his tears and looked at them with a smile.

Wen Baixu looked disdainful, glared at Jiang Zifang more than once, and kept winking at him.

But Jiang Zifang seemed not to see it and just curled his lips.

Ling Yun, who was standing opposite him, walked over to him helplessly, took the little man off the boy's body, wiped his hands patiently, and told him that it was just a joke from the red-haired brother.

This made the little carrot head feel relieved, and a smile returned to his face. He happily sat back in his seat and started eating.

Wen Baixu felt relieved when he saw this. He could finally have a good meal. When he picked up the chopsticks, his stomach growled. He looked around alertly and found nothing unusual. Then he ate with peace of mind.

After the meal, Ling Yun poured a cup of tea for the four of them, saying that a cup of tea would help digestion after the meal.

Jiang Zifang was always carefree, so he picked up the tea and drank it in one gulp. However, after he swallowed it, he did not look as expected, but instead had an indescribable look of discomfort on his face.

Wen Baixu put down his teacup when he saw this, although he only took a sip...

Suddenly, a strong bitter taste filled the boy's lips and teeth.

"Pah, pah, pah! What is this?"

The boy opened his mouth wide, wanting to spit out the rest of the food in his mouth, but unfortunately he had already swallowed it all.

"Brother, radish tastes bitter in my mouth"

Wen Baixu looked in the direction of the little carrot when he heard this, and saw the little fellow with his mouth wide open, his tiny pink tongue sticking out.

The boy looked around, but the only thing left in the room was the kettle filled with tea.

Now even Wen Baixu is completely out of tricks.

"Is this tea not tasty? Although it is an old tea, it is also a top-grade tea besides the finest tea."

Hearing this, several people turned around to look at the door, only to see the butler who had disappeared standing outside with a hunched back, and the sound of "Puh, Puh, Puh" could be heard from almost every room in the yard.

The butler looked over at them, then turned and walked back to the yard, his voice just loud enough for everyone to hear.

"This tea is a mid-to-high-quality tea besides the finest tea in the tea house. Its efficacy is the same as the finest tea. Although bitter, it is good for the body and can eliminate fatigue. Moreover, you will be helping on the same day. I will send this tea to you in the next few days. Please make sure to drink it on time. Apart from this, there is nothing else."

After saying that, the man walked slowly out of the yard.

When Wen Baixu heard what he said, he instantly had a strange feeling in his mind. There was nothing wrong with what he said, but he just had a strange feeling.

"Mianmian, did you detect that he was lying?"

Wen Baixu asked that question in his mind

[Host, this system has not detected any lies, and this tea is old tea as he said. Is that why it tastes so bad? How about adding some honey? ]

Hearing the answer in his mind, Wen Baixu wanted to hit him to death with a hammer. He did not reply, but turned around silently and walked into the house.

Ling Yun and Jiang Zifang looked at each other, then looked at the gradually darkening sky outside the house, said good night to each other, and walked towards their bunks and went to sleep with their clothes on.

The night was quiet, the moonlight was blocked by dark clouds, and the weather seemed not good.

Under the dark sky, a tapping sound was heard in the winding corridor, but the sound seemed to exist only in that corridor and did not move forward.

He paced back and forth continuously, his footsteps becoming more and more urgent and louder, but the sound could wake up even an old dog, but everyone in the wing was sleeping soundly, and seemed not to hear him.

After a while, the sound gradually stopped, but the figure in the corridor stood there quietly. The moonlight slowly shone through the clouds. Although there was only a little light, the figure became clear under the light. He was black all over, as if he had been roasted repeatedly in a furnace. The place where he stood was also covered with a thin layer of black powder on the ground.

The man stood there for a while, then looked up at the moon. At this moment, the moon quietly showed a small tip from behind the dark clouds. The shadow sighed, muttered something, and then turned and walked in the opposite direction...

After a dreamless night, Wen Baixu and everyone else were awakened early in the morning by the sound of footsteps and knocks on the door. They each opened the door and saw the same three meals and a pot of tea as last night.

Seeing this, some people took it in, while others yawned and called their companions to take it in together.

Wen Baixu rubbed his eyes, pushed the little carrot beside him, and mumbled to him to get up and eat. He yawned, opened the quilt, and was about to go under the bed.

I don't know if the little carrot who was sleeping behind me has not woken up yet. He hugged Wen Baixu's waist as he was about to leave, and rubbed it, rubbing his saliva on Wen Baixu's clothes.

Although Wen Baixu couldn't see behind him, he knew that his waist was wet. Thinking of what he heard Xiaoluo talking in his sleep before going to bed yesterday, he immediately yelled in anger.

"Little carrot, you actually rubbed your saliva on my clothes!!!"