Chapter 114: What Does It Have to Do with Me?

The porridge stall owner saw that Wang Qi wasn't fond of the Green Fish Porridge and quickly brought over a bowl of mung bean porridge. Wang Qi took only two sips before setting it down again.

Wang Qi's family in this life wasn't extremely wealthy, but he never lacked clothing or food; ingredients like sugar were still within reach. But such small stalls were meant to cater to mortal artisans—how could they afford to stock up on such luxurious items like sugar in ample amounts? The mung bean porridge that Wang Qi had was lacking in sweetness, and he could only taste a faint bean odor.

Mao Zimiao watched as Wang Qi stirred the Green Fish Porridge with his chopsticks and frowned in disapproval, "Not good, Xiao Qi, you can't be picky!"

The young man hummed in response and picked out a few pieces of fish from the porridge to eat.

The girl was somewhat dissatisfied, her cat ears twitched twice, "Drink your porridge obediently!"