On the afternoon of November 3rd, Xu Tui delivered lunch to An Xiaoxue as usual.
As long as he was in school, Xu Tui would deliver food to An Xiaoxue every day. Xu Tui had to go to the cafeteria anyway.
There was a portion of steaming fresh shrimp dumplings, a portion of vegetable sesame tofu, and a portion of spicy and sour mushroom slices. They were all small portions of dishes.
It smelled pretty good. However, Xu Tui was not too interested in the rest of the dishes aside from the fresh shrimp dumplings.
Xu Tui still liked to eat meat.
"Oh, you're here."
"Miss An, I'll cook a famous dish for you today!"
"What famous dish?" A faint smile hung on An Xiaoxue's lips. "I'm afraid you can't make a famous dish in my small place, right?"
"Heh, just you wait and see."
An Xiaoxue greeted Xu Tui. Xu Tui went to the small operation room and busied himself. He cut two fiery-red tomatoes, plated them, and sprinkled some sugar on them.