Chapter 796: All Are Iron Rice Bowls_1

Old man Zhao remembered they hadn't had lunch yet, "Please sit, there are fruits and mooncakes in the living room for you to snack on. I'll go and prepare lunch."

With that, he left to cook in the kitchen.

Mr. and Mrs. Yun, carrying their stuff, entered the living room and noticed the items in the box.

"Is that a television set?"

Mr. Yun nodded, "Yes, it's a television. This must have cost some money."

"And what's that?" Mrs. Yun asked, pointing at a mini oven, not recognizing what it was.

Mr. Yun had a look, even bigger than the television, "I don't know."

"This thing mustn't be cheap either, right?"

"Not cheap, Hanhan and her husband sold it to earn some money."

In just a few years, the couple managed to settle down in Kyoto and afford these expensive items.

Old man Zhao cooked noodles for them, frying an egg each.

"Here are the noodles I've made for you."

Mr. Yun said nonchalantly, "You're too kind, these noodles are delicious."