At the beginning of the famine, I became famous all over the world with my useless system

night snack?

What is that?

The servant put down the wooden barrel, said "I will come to get it tomorrow" and turned away, his coolness making everyone stunned.

As expected of a servant in the master's family, he is so aloof and unworldly!

Everyone wanted to ask Gu Changqing what the midnight snack was, but seeing that he looked confused, they had no choice but to urge him to go forward and open it to see what the master had sent.

Gu Changqing opened the wooden cover nervously.

I wonder what surprise this unusual aunt has prepared for him...

After a "pop" sound, steaming hot air escaped from the gap, and with it dissipated the fragrant aroma.

Everyone was instantly excited, and some who had originally wanted to leave turned back and came over to ask what the midnight snack was and why it smelled so good.

Gu Changqing, who was holding the wooden lid handle, became more and more nervous as people watched him. He made up his mind and simply lifted the lid.

The aroma instantly intensified several notches. Everyone eagerly stretched their necks, eager to put their heads into the bucket. Only then did they see clearly that it was filled with...

Steamed bun?

The students felt as if their expectations had been wasted. They didn't know what expression to show for a moment, so they all turned to look at Zhang Maoen who was eating sour jujube cake.

Zhang Maoen was chewing when he was surprised to find that the sour jujube cake tasted the same as the ones he had eaten before.

He didn't believe that the things Gu Changqing shared so generously could come from illegal sources, but he couldn't help but doubt it.

Did Gu Changqing know someone who made sour jujube cake, or...

Zhang Maoen's mind changed. He thought that although the cloth of the servant's clothes was old, the embroidery pattern on the corner of his clothes was extremely unusual, and it seemed to come from an enemy.

Enemies rarely make friends with others, so when did Gu Changqing get involved with them?

And the servant just now said, 'The master sent it'...

Zhang Maoen clenched a piece of sour jujube cake between his fingers and wondered in his heart, are this gentleman and that gentleman the same person?

Could it be that the teacher who guides the simulation policy discussion is from the enemy family?

My father seems to have a history with the enemy, so why not ask him to write a letter to them and ask about this indirectly...

Suddenly he felt someone tugging at his sleeve, and when he came to his senses he realized that everyone was looking at him.

"Why? Since the master has brought you a midnight snack, why don't you eat it?"

Zhang Maoen naturally reached out and took out a steaming bun from the bucket. After taking a bite, he couldn't help but open his eyes wide.

This is not a steamed bun, but a baozi!

The skin is thin and the filling is large, the taste is excellent, the sweetness of the vegetables is matched with the perfect oiliness of the pork, the two are simply a match made in heaven.

It can be said that it is more delicious than any other pasta he has ever eaten!

He finished a bun in no time and was about to reach out for the second one when he noticed that everyone was looking at him with more surprise and seemed to be whispering to each other.

"Didn't Gu Changqing say that the gentleman lived a simple life, eating simple food. Even though the food he sent smelled good, it definitely didn't taste very good."

"That's right, Brother Zhang must be used to eating delicacies from land and sea, and has never eaten the food of poor families, so it's so fresh..."

"Shh, stop talking. Brother Zhang is looking over here! He's eating with such gusto, shouldn't we bite the bullet and try a bite too?"

"...Okay, okay."

None of them had Zhang Maoen's astute mind, and they just thought that the gentleman who delivered the midnight snack and the gentleman who guided the simulation policy discussion were the same person, but they didn't expect that they accidentally guessed the truth.

Seven or eight hands reached out and each took one. They looked at the buns in their hands with reluctance, closed their eyes tightly, gritted their teeth and took the first bite. All of them showed the same expression as Zhang Maoen just now.

It surprised me that!

This thing is actually rotten on the outside but golden on the inside!

Such an inconspicuous appearance hides such an exquisite taste!

The gentleman is truly amazing. Not only can he plan such a big event as a simulated policy discussion, he is also good at cooking!

The full bucket of buns disappeared in an instant like a tide, and even Gu Changqing only ate one.

The students wiped the grease from their mouths and saw that this gentleman could make ordinary buns so delicious. The young men who were good at thinking crookedly reached a consensus instantly -

"We don't know the value of firewood, rice, oil, and salt, but we do know that flour and pork are not cheap these days. These will be considered as a stipend for you, sir."

Gu Changqing reiterated that her husband was not greedy for money, and that he sent the food in the middle of the night only because he felt sorry for them not having food to eat. If he really did such a thing for her husband, she would probably be angry.

Everyone had no choice but to take back their silver in dismay, and pushed each other awkwardly. Finally, one person was squeezed in front of Gu Changqing, his face flushed, and he lowered his head and said in a mosquito-like voice:

"Then, could you please, Brother Changqing, arrange all future simulations for the evening?"

Gu Changqing was confused, "Why?"

"I, we don't want to eat the midnight snack prepared by the master..."

How could Gu Changqing not understand such a confession? He smiled and said, "Okay, I will tell you when I see you again, sir."

When Zhang Maoen heard Gu Changqing say this, he knew that the two gentlemen were actually the same person. He had to write a letter home to his father as soon as possible...

After eating and drinking their fill, the students wanted to go back to wash up and sleep, but when they thought about how Gu Changqing had stayed with them for a long time, they naturally felt embarrassed to turn around and leave. However, they didn't know how they could help if they stayed, so they had to stay where they were and smile apologetically.

Everyone was about to ask Gu Changqing how to hand in the mock policy paper to the teacher, but they saw him take out a beautiful and ancient bone flute from his sleeve, put it to his lips and blew it.

A deep and majestic sound came from it, and then everyone heard the sound of breaking through the air. After the loud and piercing cry, a beautiful but ferocious falcon suddenly appeared on the windowsill.

The frightened students were stunned and dared not move a step, for fear that the creature would open its sharp beak and tear them to pieces with its sharp claws.

Only Zhang Maoen recognized this creature and said in amazement, "Isn't this the giant dragon-headed falcon that's unique to Ganzhou? I didn't expect to see one in the academy."

"A giant falcon with a dragon head?" Gu Changqing's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly had a magical premonition that this thing was summoned by the bone flute.

Seeing everyone gathered around, Zhang Maoen unconsciously puffed out his chest and said proudly, "On my father's birthday, the governor of Ganzhou gave him a giant falcon with a dragon head for him to play with.

"The provincial governor said that this eagle is extremely difficult to tame, but once it recognizes its master, it will be extremely protective of him. If the master is in danger, it will protect him until death."

Feeling curious, He Hongcheng wanted to move closer to take a closer look, but was frightened by its sharp eyes and threatening roar and retreated in a hurry.

"Don't come near, it's dangerous!"

Zhang Maoen hurriedly pulled him over. "I heard that on the battlefield in Ganzhou, a captain was able to dodge enemy arrows thanks to the protection of his own giant falcon with a dragon head. The falcon, wounded and near death after being shot, even dragged its broken body to peck the enemy soldier to death."

"hiss--"

After hearing its heroic deeds, everyone looked at its beak which seemed to be flashing with cold light and shuddered unconsciously.