"Hey, Brother Nan, what are you up to?" Zhou Li asked.
"Nothing much!" Brother Nan's voice didn't sound much different from usual, just a bit more lethargic. "Just lying in bed, playing on my phone."
"How's your cold coming along?"
"It's almost gone."
"Is that so? Then come on out for a meal."
"I don't want to come out."
"Why? Is it because your cold isn't better yet?"
"I've already had dinner."
"I see. Well, I just got back from my sister's place. I brought over some Wensi Tofu, Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, Nine Turns Intestines, and San Bu Zhan. Recently, Chunming has been hosting a Culinary Exchange Conference with many famous chefs from all over the country, and my sister specially invited a few of them..."
"Where are you?"
"I haven't finished talking," Zhou Li said calmly.
"Hurry up, stop rambling."
"I'm already in Qiu Yuan. Come on out. It's windy outside, so wear something thick, or you won't get any food."
"Rambling on and on!"
