CHAPTER 334: CHAPTER 334

Just as Huo Huan exaggeratedly savored the braised pork in the canteen with a dramatically blissful expression, eyes squinting, a scent similar to today’s canteen aroma, yet richer and more delicious, burst into the air!

Huo Huan’s eyes widened, his nose twitching uncontrollably: "So fragrant! Where did this intensely rich braised pork aroma come from? Did the canteen chef cook up a new batch?!"

With Changgui as the center, students within several meters all widened their eyes, starting to search for the source of the aroma.

Huo Huan followed the scent and turned his head, nearly popping his eyes out when he saw the braised pork in Chen Changgui’s lunch box—sauce-colored red, evenly coated with sauce, tender to the point of quivering!

"You, I... how is this possible?!" Huo Huan suddenly stood up, his round belly flipping the tray over, his voice filled with shock, "How does your braised pork look so good and smell so fragrant?!"

Huo Huan’s booming voice was deafening, drawing the attention of everyone in the canteen as they curiously tried to glimpse what kind of braised pork could astonish the well-traveled fourth young master of the Huo Family.

The canteen chef was from the Capital City’s top restaurant, the Drunken Immortal Pavilion. How could a poor newcomer have better braised pork?

A box of freshly cooked braised pork couldn’t possibly spread its aroma too far, so students farther away from Changgui didn’t catch the amazing sweet fragrance when the lid was opened and were thus very skeptical of Huo Huan’s exclamations.

This Fourth Young Master Huo was known for being overdramatic and not very credible.

However, the students who saw the enticing scene in Changgui’s lunch box nearby had stopped their chopsticks, fixating on Changgui’s lunch box, reluctant to look away, as if gazing long enough would allow them to sample a piece.

Having seen the appearance of the braised pork in Changgui’s hands and smelled its aroma, then looking back at their own plates of braised pork, they felt a sense of "everything pales in comparison."

Changgui became more vigilant under everyone’s gaze. Fortunately, 99% of the students present were ordinary people, and the few cultivators there did not have high cultivation and hadn’t entered fasting, so none could defeat Changgui, allowing him to safely start using his chopsticks.

The chopsticks merely brushed the pork skin lightly, yet could penetrate so easily. The surface of the meat first caved in with the tip of the chopsticks and then bounced back at the moment of penetration. The silent motion somehow made a "pop" sound in everyone’s ears.

Their gazes followed the movement of the meat, and when that tempting braised pork entered Changgui’s mouth, those watching felt an inexplicable melancholy.

At this moment, Changgui’s genuinely blissful expression seemed begging for a beating—even though he couldn’t be beaten!

Looking at Changgui’s much more genuine enjoyment and then at the enticing braised pork in Changgui’s lunch box, Huo Huan turned his eyes to his own overturned, messy meal. His face, no matter how thick-skinned, was now red to the ears.

Was this not like brandishing a broadsword before Guan Yu?

Moreover, that looked seriously delicious, much better than the canteen’s...

For some reason, courage welled up in Huo Huan’s heart, and he instinctively reached his chubby hand toward the lunch box!

The collective breath of the crowd was held with Huo Huan’s action!