Tan You made a gesture. "No problem. I'll send you the list later."
Perhaps it was because she'd found something she could do, but Yi Ru's mood gradually improved. She glanced at the dishes on the table—all heavy, greasy, and cold foods. They were clearly not suitable for Teacher Wang.
After a moment's thought, Yi Ru stood up. "I'm going to the restroom."
Yi Ru left the banquet hall and found the kitchen. After giving the head chef her request, she went to the front desk. By the time she returned to the hall, a receipt had been added to her purse.
When she got back, the kitchen had already delivered what she ordered: an astragalus and codonopsis pork rib soup, and a five-red porridge. She hadn't just ordered them for Teacher Wang; she had a serving brought to every table.
A classmate laughed. "Yi Ru, the spread tonight is already so lavish. There's no need to add more dishes."
