The Smug Yun Xiangxiang
Editor: Exodus Tales
She bumped into Lu Jin who had finished his breakfast, and they walked together. They then came across He Xingzhou, who was still running around aimlessly.
"You haven't found anything yet?" Yun Xiangxiang resigned as she looked at him wandering aimlessly.
"Both of my guesses were wrong. If I make one more mistake, I'll have to starve," he didn't dare to make any choices easily.
"There's a dumpling shop right up there. Their dumplings are fines," said Lu Jin all of a sudden.
"Dumplings aren't…," He Xingzhou understood what Lu Jin was saying. The dumplings might not be the local specialty, but something else in the shop must be.
He rushed over to the shop. They sold simple things, most of which He Xingzhou knew. Save for the rice roll. He Xingzhou didn't care anymore. He chose this one and was finally correct. He could also answer the card's question.