The next day.
Today was Monday, and Xia Yu, who had taken a long leave, didn't need to get up and rush to school.
In fact, he hadn't slept all night. His eyes were red, and he had dark circles under them.
"Beep."
Exiting the Chef God Space, Xia Yu eagerly picked up his phone and ordered a batch of new ingredients from the IGO Special Fantasy Store.
At eight in the morning, the IGO ingredient truck delivered the ingredients right on time.
Opening the ingredient box in the kitchen, a fresh, fragrant scent of plants immediately escaped.
Meow—
In the corridor, a Hua Mao, lounging carelessly in a comfortable position, sniffed this scent and instantly widened its eyes to look over.
"Peach Taro!"
First, Xia Yu took out a peach-shaped, large taro that couldn't be grasped with one hand. Corresponding information appeared in his mind.
"Fantasy Ingredients of the vegetable type."
