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"No need, thank you for your kindness. These were all prepared by my wife. They would go bad if we didn't eat them."

Jiang Changtian declined Jinzi's invitation.

The jar did contain pickled vegetables, but to him it tasted a million times better than the food in the cafeteria.

He only wants one dish, not because he can't afford it, but because too many would be a waste.

Seeing that Jiang Changtian was so ungrateful, Jinzi naturally didn't waste her breath and warmly invited Chen Jingfeng to eat with her.

"River……"

Xian'an carried the dishes around and finally saw Jiang Changtian, his eyes lighting up.

Fortunately, she stopped talking in time and sat down next to Jiang Changtian as if she didn't know him.

He glanced at them and said, "There's a seat here, so I'll sit here. You all look familiar; you're all from Class D, right?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than someone from Class A on the east side shouted, "Xian'an, why aren't you sitting with us? What are you doing over there?"

As soon as someone from Class A spoke, everyone in the cafeteria turned to look in that direction.

Xian'an said nonchalantly, "Didn't you all look down on me? Why should I sit with you and have to put up with your attitude?"

The people he spoke to all looked somewhat embarrassed.

Those people were all from the capital, and each of them entered Luming Academy on their own merit. Naturally, they looked down on Xian'an, who had entered through connections.

Moreover, there are so many differences between A, B, C, and D.

But what can you do when your aunt is a royal concubine?

Consort Xian remained a favorite in the palace, managing the six palaces in her place. Her influence through her pillow talk was quite effective; that's why she managed to get her only nephew into the palace.

He was also a notorious playboy and a sucker.

The main problem is that Xian'an is shameless; if they don't play with Xian'an, this person will definitely come back and complain.

That's utterly shameless.

"Alright, I'm already seated, so I won't move. You guys can eat there!" Xian'an said, turning his head away.

Then I saw the small jar in front of Jiang Changtian.

Jiang Changtian didn't even raise his head, as if he hadn't seen Xian'an at all.

"Brother, this dish smells delicious. May I have a taste?" Xian'an took the initiative.

Seeing this, Jinzi reminded him, "Brother Xian'an, these are just some pickles. Aren't you afraid of getting a stomachache?"

The Jin family is not as good as the Xian family, and he was somewhat trying to curry favor with Xian'an.

Pickled vegetables and preserved vegetables are only for servants in the Jin family. What's gotten into this纨绔 (wan ku, a spoiled brat) from the Xian family?

What does it mean to be unable to afford delicacies from land and sea, yet come here to ask others for this to eat?

Could it be that he's taking pity on his classmate and wants to save face? When did this spoiled brat become so kind?

Before Jiang Changtian could even say he agreed, Xian'an's chopsticks were already inside the jar, and he immediately frowned.

"Delicious, really delicious." After taking a bite of the dish, Xian'an looked at Jiang Changtian with shining eyes.

He certainly didn't come for nothing; this dish must have been made by Madam Lin, it's absolutely amazing.

"Brother Jiang, can we switch? I'll eat this, and you can eat my dishes," Xian'an said shamelessly.

This is so delicious! My mouth is instantly filled with flavor.

The chicken and ribs he served were both meat.

"No." Jiang Changtian refused ruthlessly. These were all vegetables grown in Yunyun's magical fairyland, so the taste was naturally different.

It wasn't that he was stingy; he was mainly afraid of getting into trouble if someone discovered his secret.

After thinking for a moment, he realized that his tone was too harsh, so he added, "This is my wife's kind gesture, and I can't let her down. Although the taste is good, I can't take advantage of you."

"She's quite good at saving face," Jinzi chuckled softly from the side.

In his view, Jiang Changtian was just making up an excuse to save face.

How could homemade pickled vegetables be some kind of delicacy?

"Then let me eat with you, okay? You can eat my food too. Brother Jiang is my classmate, I'll take care of you from now on!" Xian'an was always thick-skinned, and now he was practically drooling.

He originally came for Jiang Changtian, but now he's changed his mind and is here for the food.

Jiang Changtian was reluctant to agree, but the man's eyes were shining, and he was afraid he wouldn't be easy to get rid of, so he could only nod.

After thinking for a moment, I gave him the small jar that Xian'an had put into the chopsticks earlier, and put away the other two jars.

The dishes here all taste different. There are six jars in total, and Jiang Changtian originally planned to eat one a day.

Without saying a word, Xian'an pushed his dishes in front of Jiang Changtian and then focused on eating the dishes from the small jar.

Wow, this is absolutely delicious! Lin Niangzi's cooking is amazing.

Seeing Xian'an's exaggerated expression, Jinzi thought that this playboy was acting too exaggeratedly. Could it be that the taste was really good?

But then I thought it might just be slightly tastier. I'm already tired of the delicacies from Xian'an, and this is the first time I've tried food made by servants. I was amazed.

Thinking this, he didn't forget to call out to Chen Jingfeng, "Brother Jingfeng, come and try this pork tenderloin. It's made from the best tenderloin, coated in flour and deep-fried until crispy on the outside and tender on the inside..."

Chen Jingfeng shifted his position slightly, saying, "Brother Jin, I cannot accept undeserved favors. You have already helped me so much; I am afraid I cannot repay you."

He returned the money he had paid for the courtyard to Jinzi's servant early this morning, because he really didn't want to owe too many favors.

Jinzi said, "We're all classmates, you're being too polite... Brother Jingfeng, don't be so polite."

"Brother Jiang, don't be so stingy!"

Xian'an's shout was a little too loud.

Many people in the cafeteria looked over, and Jinzi immediately smiled, pretending that nothing had happened.

When he turned around, he found that Jiang Changtian was about to leave, so he quickly grabbed him and whispered something.

"Okay, okay, I won't eat anymore. Sit down and don't leave. Let's eat together."

Even if I can't eat it, just smelling it is fine!

Seeing that this person's eyes were practically glued to his bowl, Jiang Changtian had no appetite. He quickly finished his meal and then put the jar away.

"Brother Jiang, where are you going now?"

Xian'an followed behind Jiang Changtian, looking on with longing.

He was wondering whether he should buy some with silver.

It's unclear whether Jiang Changtian is willing to do this business with him.

"Time to go back to the dorm." Jiang Changtian said indifferently.

Xian'an watched him reach the dormitory door and said somewhat reluctantly, "Alright, then you get some rest. Remember to call me when it's time for dinner, so we can eat together."

"I don't think it's necessary."

After Jiang Changtian finished speaking, he slammed the door shut without any hesitation.

Xian An touched his nose, glanced at the dormitory room number, and then left.

The dormitories at Luming Academy are all four-person rooms. When Jiang Changtian was assigned to the room in the morning, there were already three other people living there.

The four hadn't met each other yet, so it was clear that Jiang Changtian wasn't assigned to Class D, but rather to one of the other classes.

There are two people coming in now.