Meat ball dinner

"No time for gossips. The students will be here in less than five minutes. Tidy up the VIP area for the top give students before they get here. I will have you skinned alive if the dinner for the VIPs is not well served by the time of their arrival" A middle aged, plumpy female cook noisily clapped her hands and commanded younger cooks who were chatting away their time and they immediately dispersed and got to work. It was obvious that they feared the middle aged woman greatly.

The large door to the refectory fell open and she shot her subodinates a deadly gaze then they all turned their gaze to the door expecting to see students troop in in numbers Instead, a boy who had a smile in his face entered the hall and without speaking to anyone located the table labeled hundred and began to gulp down his food without reserve and using his hands instead of the provided cutleries.

"He is not even rank hundred! He is only three hundred and twelve." One of the younger woman observed and turned
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