Chapter 290 - Ceramic Mountain (1/2)
Gu Yue, Xie Xie, and Xu Xiaoyan had long since gotten trays full of food and sat themselves at a neighbouring table, pretending not to know Tang Wulin out of embarra.s.sment. .
Tang Wulin restrained a sigh from escaping his mouth. He always hated it when he couldn't eat his fill. Since Shrek Academy didn't offer free food, he partook in the ancient art of penny pinching, calculating exactly how much it would cost to feed himself. With a free pa.s.s tucked within his pocket, he was determined to eat a mountain's worth, enough to last him through breakfast the next day.
Xie Peichen stood calmly behind Tang Wulin at first, but as he took in Tang Wulin's gorging, his jaw dropped.
I-Is he even human?
Xie Peichen subconsciously gulped as he stared at the mountain of empty plates in front of Tang Wulin, whose momentum increased by the bite.
It wasn't long before other diners took notice of this spectacle.
“Did this guy starve to death in his past life? How can he eat so much?”
“Heavens! Don't tell me he cleared all those dishes by himself?”
“Wow! Awesome! I've always admired people who can eat a lot.”
People began gathering around Tang Wulin, drawn like moths to a flame. The sight of his gluttony drove their stomachs wild with hunger, and they dug into their meals with renewed vigor.
“Senior, can I trouble you to get me ten orders of that dish, the one that looks like sea cuc.u.mbers? Thanks.” Tang Wulin beamed at Xie Peichen.
Xie Peichen was numb with shock. He obediently went and got Tang Wulin ten orders of the dish. This was his third time getting Tang Wulin more food. There wasn't much food per dish, but the number of dishes was astronomical!
This guy…
The second Tang Wulin cried out in delight, drooling over the steaming dishes, the crowd parted to let a middle-aged man through, face grim and pinched. His body trembled when he saw the staggering pile of dishes. As the manager of the dining hall, he had miraculously received a notice that there was a shortage of food. He was well aware they overstocked on ingredients each day and had more than enough to accommodate extraneous circ.u.mstances. So it goes without saying how flummoxed he was after hearing their stock was empty.
But when he saw Tang Wulin, he finally understood the situation.
When did they recruit such a glutton?
“Hey you, student over there. Your stomach is beyond the realm of normal. The Academy can't feed someone like you. If you ate this much for every meal, then I'll pet.i.tion the Academy to get rid of your right to a free meal,” the middle-aged man said.
Tang Wulin blinked in surprise. “Teacher, you don't have to worry. I'm a working student so I can't eat this much for free starting tomorrow. This is my last free meal, so can't I eat my fill?”
Working student?
Everyone's expression changed after those words. The peanut gallery quickly retreated into the backdrop, and minded their own business.
“So you're a working student! Alright then. Have a good meal.” After saying this, the middle-aged man left as well.
“Why didn't you tell me you're a working student earlier?” Xie Peichen asked, clearly fl.u.s.tered.
“What about being a working student?” Tang Wulin curiously asked.
Xie Peichen groaned, refusing to pay any more attention to Tang Wulin and disappearing into the crowd.
It looks like there really is a backstory surrounding working students! Tang Wulin suspicions were confirmed, his curiosity growing, but he kept shoving the food into his mouth.
This was the most enjoyable meal Tang Wulin ever had in his life. Perhaps because he broke the second seal, his appet.i.te was greater than ever. The dining hall had twenty windows serving food, and Tang Wulin had cleared them all. He felt embarra.s.sed.
“Are you still not full? Here, eat this.” An older girl placed a steamed bun on his plate before going off on her merry way. Under her breath, she said, “He's so pitiful. He's still not full after eating all that.”
She was the first, but not the last to offer him food. Not long after, another student came and handed him a bun.