"Inspector Cheng gave it to me."
Master Tian handed over the plastic bag, took off his coat, draped it over the back of a chair, and sat on the sofa to catch his breath.
He had eaten quite a bit at the small shop, but returning home gave him a sense of relief that outweighed any feeling of fullness.
"Wow, Tian Wuying, your connections are getting better and better, huh."
Xu Jingyun took the plastic bag, opened it, and immediately beamed, "Dried salted fish, canned fruit, and even fresh fish chunks! All of these are rare goods. I remember the last time we ate salted fish was four years ago when Leilei first joined the Public Works Bureau, and you exchanged two months of subsidies for it."
"You remember it well."
Master Tian smiled helplessly and pointed to the plastic bag, "If you want to eat, make it now, and I'll help you."
