The first day of school starts, just register and there is no need to attend classes.

Chen Buer and his team rested for a long time and their strength recovered. They were running this morning, and their stomachs were so hungry that they were rumbled.

There is a student canteen in the Imperial College. How is the food in the canteen? Chen Buer, a student who started studying in kindergarten in his previous life and has a deep understanding of it until he graduated from his master's degree.

It’s okay if your canteen aunt trembles, but what does the dish cooked taste like? If the vegetables are not washed properly, will the worms be served?

Chen Buer touched his stomach: "Are you hungry?"

Pan Mingyue was the first to raise her hand: "I've been hungry for a long time. Chen Qiang, have you been treating me?"

"What's the point of treating a meal? It's hard for you to fight for me today. Let's go, my brother will take you to Qingfeng Tower."

Qingfeng Tower is not far from the Imperial College, and is a famous restaurant in the south of the city. There are a few taels of silver for a meal, so you can only go to the lobby. If you want to go to the private room upstairs, the minimum guaranteed consumption is at least twenty taels.

Those who dare to go to Qingfeng Tower will not be able to have no money in their pockets. The people of Bianliang are very proud of their appearance and cannot do anything to eat the King of Kings.

Several people changed into clothes and dressed neatly. They came outside the girls' dormitory. Pan Mingguang shouted at the top of his voice:

"Mingyue, girl, come down and go to Qingfeng Tower for dinner, Chen Buer treats you."

When the window on the second floor opened, Ye Xinghui and Zhong Wen also stretched out their heads: "Brother Qi, can you only invite Mingyue in Qingfeng Tower?"

Chen Buer knew very well that to please a girl, he had to please the people around her first, so he waved his hand:

"Let's go, how many are there, I'll go all of them, my brother treats you."

Pan Mingyue stretched out her head and sneered: "Chen Buer, is it too much money to spend?"

Pan Mingguang and the other guys actually wanted to help Chen Buer answer: "Yes, there is so much money that I can't spend it."

But they immediately realized that this was Chen Buer's biggest secret, but they must not disclose it, so they quickly shut up.

Chen Buer scratched his head awkwardly: "Then let's have a meal today and I will buy a small house on Tongyu Street tomorrow. How can you usually have a meal together?"

Ye Xinghui and Zhong Wen both covered their mouths and laughed. Pan Mingyue was not too disrespectful to give him face in front of so many people, so she remained silent.

However, cold-faced judge Wu Zhiye flashed out from a door next to him.

"It turns out that the rich people smelled like wine and meat, and there were frozen bones on the road. The drought in the north of the Great Zhou Dynasty was severe, and how many people could not survive. You guys spent money every day. The medical family should have saved the world, but now they have become a family of merchants full of stinking money?"

As soon as Mr. Wu said this, everyone changed their faces.

In the past, people often called them prodigal sons and playboys, but no one ever called them a problem with their tutors.

Now this is a face-to-face slap, and even the family behind them has also been in.

Chen Buer was thick-skinned and said indifferently: "Sir, we just had a meal when we were worried, and we didn't think about what we were doing."

"Oh, it's true? Who were the brothel women cheering for before? Do they only recognize money but not people? How much silver do they need to get them to recognize money and people?"

Chen Buer was speechless for a moment.

Chai Zijin received authentic Confucian education and immediately came to the end, "Mr. teaches me, that we will have dinner in the cafeteria at noon."

Wu Zhiye nodded lightly and looked at everyone meaningfully: "The first lesson tomorrow, I will take you to a place."

After saying that, he left on his own.

Pan Mingyue and the others suddenly drooped their shoulders, "Then are we going to Qingfeng Tower?"

Chen Buer kicked him in the butt: "Go and go, go, go, go to the cafeteria, our good days will come to the end in the future."

The recipes for the canteen in the Imperial College are very simple. Each person pays five cents of copper coins and can get a tray with several porcelain bowls on it.

You don’t have to choose the dishes. You can eat whatever the aunt cooks, a bowl of vegetables, a bowl of rice, a bowl of soup, and that’s all.

Looking at the boiled vegetables in clear water, without any oily food, what Chen Buer thought of was the boiled radish in the detention center in his previous life, and he would eat it for a month.

"The Imperial College, you actually eat this thing?"

Zhu Lichen is one of the foodies among the few people. He has always had high requirements for food. He suddenly asked him to eat vegetables every day, but he could not bear it. He was crying.

Not to mention him, even Chen Buer, Chai Zijin and others couldn't stand it. The age of seventeen or eighteen was the time to grow up. How could the clear soup and water develop every day and how could they grow up?

So some people were stunned, wondering if they were to eat or not?

After a while, Pan Mingyue and the others also sat at the table next to them with their meals, their faces full of laughter and no sadness.

Anyway, beauties are either losing weight or on the way to lose weight, and it doesn’t matter if they eat badly.

When Pan Mingyue saw the girl coming, she suddenly turned her eyes and approached Chen Buer with a flattering look:

"Brother-in-law, you ordered takeout, hurry up and get it."

Chen Buer didn't react: "I didn't order."

Zhu Lichen and Du Zongzhe next to him suddenly lit up their eyes, and they immediately knew what medicine was selling in Pan Mingguang's gourd.

The three of them knew that Chen Buer had the magical powers taught by his Western master, and that he could hide things in a "hard disk" and food was fine. (The concept of hard disk, Chen Buer told them in person.)

When they fled in Liaodong, Chen Buer provided food, sleeping bags, and even drinks through his hard drive.

Isn’t it just now that the hard drive can be used?

When Pan Mingguang saw that Chen Buer hadn't reacted yet, he slapped his mouth:

"See, your future wife is going to eat vegetables every day. How can you be your husband? Men should be cruel to themselves and be kind to their wife. If you can't even do this, how can you be my brother-in-law?"

"Damn, bitch, she hasn't gotten married yet. Shouldn't it be your biological brother who let her have enough food and clothing, big fish and meat?"

"I don't have a hard drive..."

Chen Buer understood, it turned out that these guys were thinking about his golden fingers.

In fact, Pan Mingyue didn't have much appetite when she saw the boiled vegetables in clear water. A young lady like her has been living a wealthy life since she was a child, and she has never suffered such hardships. However, women are hypocritical and will not reveal them even if they don't like them.

Her eyes looked at Chen Buer and the others' table, and in fact she just took a look at it unintentionally.

But after seeing this, Chen Buer thought she was asking for help, so there was nothing he could do. Even if it was not a lover or an ordinary friend, he couldn't watch the girl suffer.

He doesn't want to be high-profile in the Imperial College. After all, he still wants to skip classes in the future. It is definitely not a good thing to attract attention in school, but now he can only show off his skills.

I saw him shouting out loudly on purpose:

"Oh by the way, the takeaway I called in Qingfeng Tower has arrived, go to the door to get it."
Chapter completed!