When the three came out of the hotel, it was around ten in the morning, and they were all hungry, especially Chen Feng.
They found a nearby food stall and ordered seven or eight dishes before they started eating.
Chen Feng ate three big bowls of rice in one go, and most of the dishes on the table were eaten by him.
After finishing, he ordered a can of herbal tea, drank half of it directly, and finally felt comfortable.
"People are steel, rice is iron," this saying is true.
Especially when one's energy is greatly depleted, if you don't eat something to replenish your energy, you can really collapse.
Seeing Chen Feng regained his energy, Guo Mengyao smiled and said, "I'll treat you to a good dinner tonight."
Chen Feng quickly shook his head, "No need."
"I originally said I would treat you to stew last night, but then you paid, so I must reciprocate the invitation. It's settled, I'll contact you when I get off work tonight."
