Zhu Junyang’s new assistant, Hou Xiaoliang hurriedly helped his master to ladle a bowl of soup. He grinned, “Master, you don’t need to do anything. This one will help you get some food!”

“You are quite diligent...but does this prince want you to serve me food? Go away!” Zhu Junyang was annoyed by this fellow’s inability to read the situation. Was this prince really asking for soup ah? No! This prince was trying to make a certain person serve him soup!

In the end, Yu Xiaocao could no longer ignore Zhu Junyang’s pathetic act and also ladled up a bowl of stew for him. She watched as he gulped it down and then sigh in an exaggerated manner. She was simultaneously irritated and amused by his ridiculous actions. For a guy who was over twenty years old, he truly acted quite childish sometimes. Naturally, his so-called childish act was only really revealed around her.

Yu Xiaocao pushed out a food item called ‘beggar’s chicken’ from the campfire and instructed Zhu Junyang to break the mud shell off of the chicken, revealing the inner lotus leaves layer. Immediately, a puff of tantalizing smell hit everyone’s noses. She ripped off a large chicken leg and served it to Su Ran. Then, with a certain someone staring at her with grievance in his eyes, she tore off the other leg and shoved it into his mouth. Finally, she served...