"You're the fool."
Chen Xu tapped on 2003's head and asked, "Is it not ready yet? I'm starving."
"It's not like I said it," its voice sounded a bit aggrieved, "It will take another twenty minutes."
"I'll go brush my teeth first, call me when it's ready." Chen Xu stood up and walked towards the vehicle.
Twenty minutes later, Chen Xu enjoyed a delicious breakfast, a magical dish called Beggar's Chicken, which he had long heard about. He remembered reading the Legend of the Condor Heroes in middle school for the first time, being curious about the descriptions in it. He had never had the chance to try it until then.
It was his first time eating it, and the skin was crispy yet tender, the taste was smooth yet not greasy at all; truly commendable. He couldn't help praising 2003 again.
This skill was really exceptional. He was not typically picky about the taste of food, but now he felt that eating such delicious food every day was truly a treat.