Tang Wan stared at the bowl of rice noodles fried rice, falling into deep thought and reflection about life.
Did I disrupt Zhou Li's ancestral tomb in my past life to bring about a lifetime of suffering in this one?
Is this stuff even edible by humans?
To Tang Wan, anything edible is a good thing, even Zhu Qianyun's Iron Heart can be stomached.
But the food from the Imperial Academy is always outrageously bad.
This thing is hard to describe, every time it sets a new low for Tang Wan's understanding of bad taste. Previously it was bland and tasteless, this time it's a colorful disaster.
Do you think I'm just describing the flavor?
Damn canteen, poisoning the food!
Yes, there's poison in this rice.