"Then you wait here for me, I'll be right back."
Run Sheng took the money, didn't even ride a bike, just started running.
Before long, Run Sheng came back holding several bags of instant noodles and cookies.
"Here, Xiao Yuan, your change."
"Why didn't you buy more?"
"Couldn't bear to, just this little bit, if we were buying rice and flour it could be much more."
Li Zhiyuan had only a few cookies since he had a late breakfast and wasn't very hungry yet, while Run Sheng had been working in the fields earlier, so he should eat first.
After all, Run Sheng is his biggest dependence, all the fine tools are ready, but the person wielding them shouldn't be underperforming because of hunger.
After eating everything, Run Sheng collected all the seasoning packets from the instant noodles.
Li Zhiyuan was previously wondering, although conditions didn't allow cooking or soaking, if you pour the seasoning packet in and crush the noodles and shake it, wouldn't eating it dry be tastier?
