「Maple City.」
Before dawn, the tents set up for disaster relief were already surrounded by people.
"The anticipation is palpable!"
"I heard Landlord He's father died, and today he's treating the whole city to a feast—white rice, large steamed buns, and even pork and vermicelli stew!"
"TSK, TSK. Old Landlord He was a miser his whole life, but his son is generous. What a big spender!"
"My good son, make sure your mother eats her fill this time!"
"Darling, when they're handing out the food, bat your eyes at the young man serving it. Get him to give our family a few extra pieces of pork!"
The buzzing crowd wore faces of blissful anticipation. Gazing toward the large tent, they looked less like they were awaiting disaster relief and more like they were attending a grand feast.
