Chapter 293: I Don’t Want This, I Reject This! (1)
Translator: StarveCleric Editor: Milkbiscuit
Lin Jiage mind had wandered off, so he didn’t catch s.h.i.+ Yao’s question. However, his lips still moved as he continued muttering softly under his breath, “I’ll never make you upset…”
The restaurant was extremely noisy, so even after focusing all of her attention, s.h.i.+ Yao still barely caught two words, and they weren’t extremely accurate either, “Upsize? What do you want to upsize?”
Perhaps it was due to s.h.i.+ Yao’s slightly elevated pitch, but Lin Jiage was jolted out of his daze.
He stared at s.h.i.+ Yao for two seconds before realizing that his attention had wandered. So, he quickly reined in his thoughts before replying composedly, “It’s nothing much. I’m just saying that I have some things to deal with in the afternoon. If you’re done eating, let’s go.”
…
In the end, the one to foot the bill was still Lin Jiage.
The pretext was that s.h.i.+ Yao had helped him reject Honey Tea Hair earlier and answered his friend’s dilemma, so he wanted to return the favor no matter what.
Eventually, the two of them parted at the entrance of the school.
Even after s.h.i.+ Yao had walked off into the distance, Lin Jiage still continued standing under a Chinese parasol tree, seemingly stuck in a quandary. He remained motionless for a very long time before he finally headed to the supermarket just opposite of their school gates. When he emerged on the streets once more, he had an additional bag in his hand.
Returning back to his dormitory, Lin Jiage found that Xia Shangzhou and Lu Benlai were there too.
One of them was reading a novel while sipping on Mai Dong whereas the other one was watching a movie while sipping on Mai Dong.
Hearing some noises from the doorway, Lu Benlai and Xia Shangzhou instinctively shot a glance toward the door and greeted “Boss!” before turning back to their novel and movie respectively.
Instead of heading to his seat as usual, Lin Jiage shot a glance at both Lu Benlai and Xia Shangzhou before finally saying, “I have something I wish to tell the both of you.”
Lu Benlai’s gaze remained firmly fixed on his book as he said, “You have my ears.”
Xia Shangzhou’s gaze was also firmly fixed on his laptop screen too. “I’m listening.”
Used to the att.i.tude of these two fellows, Lin Jiage calmly dived straight into the main topic at hand, “The menu of our Room 501 will be changing from now on.”
It took just a blink of an eye for Lu Benlai to put down his book and turn his gaze to Lin Jiage. “Boss, does this mean that we no longer have to drink Mai Dong with a bowl of porridge or even a bun anymore?”
Xia Shangzhou hurriedly paused his movie and turned their way. “Boss, does this mean that I no longer have to eat ramen cooked with Mai Dong for supper anymore?”
Facing the pair’s agitated and expectant gazes, Lin Jiage’s tone remained composedly slow and steady, “Monday—Steamed Fish Head with Chili Pepper; Tuesday—Mala Tofu; Wednesday—Water-boiled Beef Slices; Thursday—Duck Blood Curd; Friday—Stir-fried Chili Chicken; Sat.u.r.day—Mala Stir-fry Prawns; Sunday—Hot and Sour Noodles…”
At the start, Lu Benlai’s eyes were still gleaming in excitement, but as he heard the rest, his face slowly warped in horror, “Boss, aren’t they all spicy dishes? We’ll grow pimples!”
Xia Shangzhou looked equally distressed as well, “We’ll also build up inner heat and start getting nosebleeds and ulcers… If we’re unlucky, we might even get hemorrhoids!”
Facing their complaints, Lin Jiage nonchalantly said a little more to complete his job, “I almost forgot. There are three more words that have to be added after those dishes…”
Thinking that there might be a twist to the situation, Xia Shangzhou and Lu Benlai immediately perked up and stared at him.
But Lin Jiage’s response only cast them further into the oblivion, “… with Mai Dong.”
“AHHHHHHH, I don’t want this. I reject this!”
“I reject this too!”
While the two of them were wailing in agony, Lin Jiage walked up to Xia Shangzhou and tossed the item he’d just bought from the supermarket onto the latter’s table.