While working for the Criminal Defense Bureau, drinking is prohibited.
"That kid Hou Wuchun is so robust, it's clear he eats a lot. Young Master Chu Ming, you should eat faster. Later I'll teach you the Tiger and Python Strength, and I guarantee you'll be able to eat an extra bowl of rice at night."
Half a stick of incense later.
"Brother Chu, why aren't you done eating yet?"
Hou Wuchun, having rested his stomach, sat on a rock, watching Chu Ming leisurely fill his third bowl of rice.
"I'm hungry." Chu Ming pressed the food down and walked over to the side to eat.
"Haha, not bad, that's how you should eat." Shao Pengshu picked up some firewood, gesturing towards the iron pot, "Would you like to reheat it?"
"Alright."
"...Really eating?" Shao Pengshu's expression changed slightly. He was just joking; there's still enough in the pot for one more bowl.
This young master with his frail body, can he really eat four bowls?
