Chapter 93: So Delicious (Thanks to Kite Roll for the generous tip and votes; thank you!)

"Congratulations, you have won one hundred bags of pet feed. Thank you for your patronage, and we welcome you back next time."

The mechanical voice rang out. Wang Keyue had not yet come to herself when she realized that... the lottery was already over? She had not felt a thing. Ah! She wanted to play again already. She had not had her fill yet—what was she supposed to do?

"Xiaoyue, the goods over there have already been transported. Do you want to take a look?" Xiao Bao asked.

"Mm. Take out a bottle of basic ability liquid and a bag of pet feed for me to see." Wang Keyue was also rather curious.

Soon, there was a palm-sized bottle of basic ability liquid before her, looking a little like the children’s snacks from her own world, a jelly stick.

Then she looked at the large sack of pet feed by her feet. One sack looked to be about a hundred catties. That was incredibly economical!

"Can this pet feed be used to feed horses?" The horses in this military camp also looked skinny and half-starved, probably from being underfed.

"Of course. One horse only needs one catty of pet feed a day. Oh, right—although it is called pet feed, people can eat it too. It’s just said to taste rather bad," Xiao Bao said. He was only a system; without taste buds, he could not judge whether anything was good or bad.

Wang Keyue found herself in full agreement with Xiao Bao. When a person was starving to death, who still cared whether it tasted good? As long as it was edible and would not kill her, that was enough!

"Xiaoyue, someone is coming in," Xiao Bao reminded her.

Wang Keyue hurriedly withdrew her consciousness from the space. Sure enough, a burst of footsteps sounded outside the tent.

"Mr. Wang, we have come to set out the evening meal," came a gentle male voice from beyond the tent.

"Come in," Wang Keyue said, straightening up and smoothing her hair.

Then, one after another, people carrying small wooden tables filed in from outside the tent and arranged them neatly in front of the cushions.

After that came the attendants with trays, who placed the dishes one by one on the small tables.

In front of Wang Keyue, a small table was also set down. It was already laden with several dishes: a large platter of fragrant roasted meat, a small dish of cucumber, some sweet potatoes, and a bowl of milky-white boiled bone soup, which seemed to contain dried mushrooms as well. The smell was rather tempting.

Then someone brought a large goblet filled with golden rice wine.

After that, another person brought a large bowl of rice, the aroma of cured meat mingling through it.

Good heavens! The people of this age really knew how to eat. This was practically cured meat fried rice! It smelled divine!

Just as the table was being set, Xiao Hongyu returned with his three deputy generals. He led the three of them in greeting Wang Keyue one by one.

"Your disciple has arrived late and has kept Master waiting. Please forgive me, Master!" As Xiao Hongyu bowed, the three behind him did not dare even breathe. Once he finished his salute and sat down, the three men also stepped forward carefully.

"Li... Li Daring!" Deputy General Li stepped forward. So nervous was he that the first words out of his mouth made everyone gasp in shock.

"Who is daring?" Wang Keyue was sipping tea and nearly spat it out.

"Li... Li Daring..." Deputy General Li looked at the elder's displeased expression and grew even more terrified, not daring to continue.

"Mr. Wang, please do not be angry. Deputy General Li's name is Li Daring," Xiao Fang said at last, stepping in to smooth things over.

"Oh! Right, right! My name is Li Daring. Li Daring pays respects to the old immortal. Please, old immortal, be magnanimous and do not hold this common man accountable." Li Daring could kill as casually as chopping melon and feared nothing, except ghosts and monsters. So in front of someone like an immortal, he was all the more reverent.

"Old sir, this one is Fang Jiucheng. I greet you, old sir." Xiao Fang was formal and precise, his attitude neither servile nor overbearing.

"Senior, this youngster, Bai Ziqian, pays respects to Senior Grandfather."

Wang Keyue raised an eyebrow. This boy was interesting.

Three people, three different forms of address. Wang Keyue did not mind. She nodded to them. "You three deputy generals need not be so courteous. My disciple, Xiao Hongyu, is the direct heir of the Xiao family. The three of you have worked hard, supporting my disciple. You are truly righteous men of arms. From now on, we should all be one family."

Wang Keyue did not really understand such polite chatter. In any case, the image she needed to project now was that of an overindulgent master and a peerless recluse.

After a bit more pleasantry, everyone finally sat down. Wang Keyue was not terribly hungry, but she could not let such food go to waste. She had not eaten so many delicious dishes in a very long time. Not only her, but the other four were also staring at the spread before them, their stomachs growling.

Without wasting words, Xiao Hongyu said directly, "Eat until we are full, and then we can talk."

So inside the tent, the sound of chewing meat and gulping soup filled the air.

Wang Keyue did not dare let her disguise slip so openly. She was a reclusive expert, after all. She had to eat and drink with elegance and poise. Thus, while the other four were eating until their mouths were slick with oil and their bowls were nearly empty, Wang Keyue had only finished half of the roasted meat before her, and there was still a large bowl of mushroom soup left.

The four of them looked longingly at the food on Wang Keyue's table. Wang Keyue lifted her eyes and said, "What are you fretting about? Once you have finished eating, we can begin the discussion. This old lady has poor teeth and eats slowly, so bear with me a little."

The three men blushed at her words, while Xiao Hongyu twitched at the corner of his mouth. This girl was becoming better and better at acting.