Jiang Beiyu said, "Su Xiaozhi prefers eating the meals I cook."
Gui Lan: "..."
Oh, I see.
The apprentice has found a partner, but the master hasn't even saved up for a wife.
Jiang Beiyu was still very considerate, "Master, do you have any dietary restrictions?"
Gui Lan stared intently at the braised chicken thighs on the pot and said sincerely, "No, I eat everything."
Su Nanzhi opened a can of Wangzai milk for Little Nine Tails and then came over to ask, "What's that kid's name? Can he eat what we eat?"
Gui Lan irresponsibly replied again: "I don't know his name. The kid usually doesn't like to talk. When asked for his name, he doesn't respond. I guess he either slept too long and forgot, or his parents didn't get a chance to name him. As for food, it seems he can eat anything."
Su Nanzhi: "..."
As long as he can eat anything, that's fine.
