Book 1: Chapter 133

Book 1: Chapter 133

I woke up early and found that Jia Kezi had brought everyone's breakfast back from the dining room. There was steaming misua paste, popiah, man jian gao, peanut soup, beef soup, bowl cakes, and sesame balls (1). The lobby and dining room were located in the tulous courtyard. I had heard that many tourists would stay and volunteer for a period of time after they came, so the dishes here were very rich.

The others hadnt woken up yet and Jia Kezi was staring at the table blankly as he ate silently.The source of this content nov(el)bi((n))

My father was also a quiet person. Every time I ate at home when I was a child, my father would stare at the table and eat silently, almost as if his mind was full of thoughts. As a result, I was very familiar with this kind of atmosphere.

I sat down in front of Jia Kezi and he pushed a pot of misua paste towards me. "You Zhejiang people (2) should love this."

I took a bite. I had been very familiar with Fujian breakfast food for a long time now. I didn't like or dislike it, but I was too lazy to explain it to him. I looked at my cell phone and realized that it would take another hour for the others to wake up. As Jia Kezi continued to mindlessly eat his breakfast, I looked at him without asking any questions.

When I thought about it, ordinary peoples suffering was probably far inferior when compared to my misery. But suffering could only truly be perceived by the individual, so I couldnt look down on anyone elses hardships. People's hearts were different, and every person had their own way of suffering.

After eating for a while, he suddenly looked up at me and asked, "Do you play chess?"

I shook my head. If it had been before, I wouldve been curious about this proposal, but now I simply refused to do what I didnt want to do.

At this time, I saw a photo of a person in the crowd. He had apparently seen Xiang Dun taking a sneak shot. He was an extremely handsome young man in his twenties who looked very familiar. I enlarged the photocell phone cameras were really powerful nowand saw a copper coin necklace around the young man's neck. (4)

"Youve been discovered. Little Bai, it's your turn." I handed the photo to Bai Haotian, "Pay attention to this person and go to the fourth floor to see who recruited these grave robbers and why theyre here."

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TN Notes:

(1) Misua paste is a noodle dish. Pic and info here. Popiah is basically a spring roll. Pic and info here. Manjiangao is basically a pancake with brown sugar, sesame seeds, and crushed peanuts. Pick and info here. Bowl cakes are made by grinding rice into rice syrup, then adding white or brown sugar and yeast, stirring, fermenting, and finally steaming in a bowl. I found a 40 second video here. Sesame balls are pastries coated with sesame seeds. Pic and info here.

(2) Zhejiang province (Chekiang) in east China. Hangzhou is the capital.

(3) The standard railway track gauge is 1435 mm (4 ft 8 in).

(4) Something like this (reminds me of Ah Nings bracelet in Ultimate Note and Chapter 26 of Deadly Desert Winds):