When the group arrived at the dining hall, it wasn't meal time. It was just that Chu Molin was so busy he forgot to eat, and Ye Xiao was discussing matters with Qin Huaihe and didn't have time for a meal. That's why they still hadn't eaten past the meal time.
"Is there anything left to eat, Chef?" Chu Molin called out when he came to the window.
"What do you want to eat?" The chef, who wasn't new at this workplace, put down the plates he was washing when he saw Chu Molin and asked him.
"Anything is fine as long as there's food." Chu Molin felt embarrassed to order at this time as the chef was busy washing dishes. If he wanted something different, the chef would have to make it specially, which seemed too troublesome, so anything would do.
"Alright then, I'll see what's available and make it for you. Is that okay?" The chef had no other option; after all, Molin was the one who came late.
