There are several people living in a room, and there is also a room occupied by one person, and no one asks how it is arranged, and everyone who looks at the room does not say that they are not satisfied with the room.

In the class chatting group, they were lively and shared the scenery of the mountains that they could see from their room and some special but very suitable furnishings in their room, Jiang Di put her suitcase aside and sat down on the group sofa placed against the wall.

The sofa was very comfortable to sit on, which made Jiang Di feel even more depressed.

The body is more relaxed, and the boredom appears more obvious.

There is no other reason, the layout of this room is all according to Jiang Di's preferences.

If a little similarity is a coincidence, everywhere is close to the copied arrangement, it is a coincidence, and a fool can believe it.

Some of the decorations in other people's rooms are indeed very stylish, and they can't be compared to the layout that Jiang Di likes in this room.

Ye Ye's identity no longer needs to be confirmed.

Just connected with that Luo Xi limit, Jiang Di had a premonition that something bad would happen.

She didn't know what was wrong.

She didn't know how bad it was.

That kind of permission is not something she can have, unless she actively uses her foreknowledge abilities.

It just so happened that a message was sent in the class group informing the time for dinner at night and the place where people who are hungry now can pick up their own food, Jiang Di replied and began to use the prediction ability that he might regret not using and might regret.

The ability to predict may not be able to accurately predict what Jiang Di wants to know, and the prediction given may not be accurate enough, if the scope is too wide......

Jiang Di shook his head, trying to shake away the hesitation in his head.

Ye Ye waited for Jiang Di in the restaurant and waited until he was ready to get up and go to Jiang Di's room to knock on the door and call her to eat, and when he was about to get up, he saw Jiang Di with a slightly pale face but dark lips.

"What's going on?" How did you become so weak? Isn't it good before you enter the room? Ye Ye was full of anxiety, but he couldn't say everything he wanted to say.

"Nothing."

Jiang Di was a little weak, and her tone was cold.

Ye Ye wanted to speak and stopped, and the hand that was raised to help Jiang Di was put down again.

Finally, when Jiang Di sat down smoothly and started eating, Ye Ye breathed a sigh of relief.

Jiang Di eats and drinks soup has become a mechanical action, only the soup is warm, but it will be cold when you drink it.

Ye Ye, who noticed this, panicked, ran to the back kitchen, and came back not long after, holding a cup of soup in his hand.

"Drink this soup."

Jiang Di intuitively felt that drinking this soup could relieve her current discomfort very well, so she didn't refuse, took it directly, and gently lifted the lid.

The aroma was not strong, but Jiang Di felt that the moment the lid was lifted, he had a longing for this soup.

Such a desire is not normal.

Jiang Di only wants to eat what food, not a food in his heart and body.

She was arguably never really hungry.

"What kind of soup is this?" No matter how eager he is, Jiang Di will not drink such a soup with unknown ingredients.

Jiang Di's voice was very soft, if it weren't for Ye Ye's attention on Jiang Di, he wouldn't have been able to hear what Jiang Di was saying.

"Black chicken and wolfberry ginseng soup."

"You'll feel better when you drink it."

"I won't hurt you." The leaves are warm.

Jiang Di frowned, directly took out a bowl of soup, and didn't pay attention to blowing it cold, and drank the whole bowl directly.

"It doesn't smell like ginseng." Jiang Di doesn't like ginseng and is very sensitive to the taste of ginseng.

"Not much."

Jiang Di didn't do it himself to serve the second bowl, saying that it was a cup, but in fact, the size was not much different from the casserole used to make soup, and other people also had some ideas about this soup.

This soup looks nothing special, and when I drink it in my stomach, my body that is cold because of excessive weakness gradually warms up.

Jiang Di is not a good person, so the soup that is good for her recovery will definitely not take the initiative to share.

Ye Ye originally made such a pot of soup for Jiang Tu, and he would not mention that he would share a bowl with others.

There is so little soup, and it is not enough for one person at the same table.

"What are you looking at doing?" I don't know if it will affect the appetite of my little tablemates?

"This soup looks pretty good, let's have a bowl too."

"There's still a kitchen in the back, go and order it yourself."

This soup was not on the menu of the dishes ordered in the first class, and Ye Ye only took out some uncooked soup from the cauldron, put it on the stove and simmered for a while, and added something special to it, and waited until the soup was stewed before it was served.

The extra expenses are all responsible for themselves, and Ye Ye directly told the person in charge of the back kitchen bookkeeping this and added his name as a consumer.

The person in charge already knew Ye Ye, and wanted to waive the order directly, but the proposal was rejected as soon as it was proposed.

"Everything here belongs to that person, and it's not necessary for you to be this master." The person in charge, who thought that he had a good heart and was not taken to heart, was reminded by the chef in charge, and immediately returned to the best state he could show.

The person who said that he wanted to drink soup went to the back kitchen and asked if there was any black chicken and wolfberry ginseng soup, and he received a strange look from the chef, as well as the warm service of the person in charge.

The person who served the black chicken soup suspected that there was something wrong with his ears when he was keeping accounts.

"You said that's all there is to this soup, nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine?"

"Yes, black-bone chicken is the best quality black-bone chicken, handle stewed soup when it is most suitable for stewed soup, mountain ginseng is authentic wild ginseng, the year is not low, wolfberry is a special wolfberry, extremely nourishing."

"Even if you don't add that this soup is produced by a top chef, its actual value can also be 19,999."

"Now this price is already a 50% discount."

And this discount is not given casually, if you are not that classmate, this discount will definitely not be given 5% off.

This soup was originally stewed by Ye Ye a long time ago, and the amount was not much, a few chickens were stewed in a big pot, and it was only five or six pots when they were divided, Jiang Di drank a pot alone, and I don't know what psychology I thought The three classmates who bought a soup that Jiang Di didn't think was actually very delicious also let Ye Ye take a look at it.

However, Ye Ye didn't know that the soup Jiang Di drank was not delicious.

In fact, it can be eaten, because when it was stewed, Ye Ye himself tasted it a little by himself, and he felt that the taste was okay.

I can still say that I am very satisfied.

Jiang Di's tongue is much more picky than Ye Ye, and after the body recovers, he will not pour bowl by bowl, but drink bowl by spoonful, and perceive the advantages and disadvantages of the soup more obviously.

Compared with other people who drank soup with a look of enjoyment and indignation, Jiang Di drank very calmly.

"Why do they have such expressions?"

"Maybe it's because the soup is so good."

"It could also be that I feel sorry for the money." After Ye Ye said that the price was one dollar short of five figures, Jiang Di suddenly felt that the soup tasted a little better.