A Filled Holiday
Translator: Transn
Honestly, if Lou Cheng had to tag himself, the word Foodie would for sure be somewhere there. When he first arrived in Yanling, he longed for the local cuisine but had no money to spare. To make sure he wouldn't be starving on the way home, every penny in his pocket must be spent carefully so he frequented those street vendors for simple, cheap meals.
Putting down his chopsticks, he found himself gazing fascinatedly at the roasted ducks just across the street. He murmured, "When Heaven is about to place great responsibility on a capable man, it always first frustrates his spirit and will, exhausts his muscles and bones, exposes him to starvation and poverty, exposes him to starvation and poverty, starvation..."
A mockery of himself. He took out his mobile and resumed his chat with Yan Zheke who was resting after lunch until her training time. Lou Cheng slowly paced back to the stadium.