Capítulo 477: Where Were the Talents? (VIII)

A burst of aromatic smell of meat escaped the layer of leaf wrapped around it and permeated the air. It assailed people's noses, making them drool.

"The eateries are already starting to close. I know that you won't be able to find a place to eat today."

Wei Ci ignited a few charcoal braziers. He only took off the thick fur cloak covering his body when the room temperature had risen slightly.

"I wonder when the eateries will reopen…" Zhang Ping asked while eating. He did not care about the rule of not speaking while one ate.

"They should be open on the fifth day."

Wei Ci had no clue about the specific day either. This was just his speculation.

The government office would be closed two days in advance, making it a total of seven days. By calculating the duration, the eateries outside might reopen for business on the fifth day.

During this period of time, Zhang Ping could not buy food anywhere.