Chapter 723: You Are at Least a Wealthy Nth Generation

The other half of the dumpling held between the chopsticks had a thin one-cent coin wedged within the filling.

The coin was thin and inconspicuous in the dumpling filling, and it wasn’t fully exposed.

Only the silver edge of the coin was revealed, hidden in the dumpling filling, and one wouldn’t notice it unless they looked closely.

Old Master exclaimed, “Ouch!” and said to Morgan Zhekova, “I just got poked by the coin. Morgan, you have to be careful when eating, bite gently, you might accidentally bite the coin. If it breaks your little teeth, that would be bad.”

Morgan nodded earnestly: “I’ll be careful.”

Then, his eyes unwaveringly stared at Old Master.

He watched as Old Master carefully removed the coin from inside the dumpling.

There was still some meat filling on the coin.

Old Master then rinsed the coin in a water-filled bowl before taking it out.

Morgan quickly focused on eating his own dumplings.

Every bite was taken cautiously, fearing the coin would poke his little teeth.

Every first bite was filled with anticipation.

Yet every time he bit down, he was disappointed to find that there was no coin inside.

“Ouch!” This time, it was Victoria Wheeler’s turn to exclaim.

Morgan hurriedly looked over.

It seemed that Victoria Wheeler elegantly removed a coin: “The second one is mine now.”

The little guy: “…”

That’s okay, there are still six left!

“Ouch!” Maverick Zhekova also exclaimed.

The little guy was now scared of hearing their “Ouch!”

It was just so terrifying.

What kind of luck did the adults have!

Why could they eat the coins so quickly!

The little guy dreaded that they would eat too much, consuming all the hidden coins.

So, he hurriedly scooped several more dumplings onto his own plate.

Cindy Clarke saw the little guy’s behavior but didn’t try to dissuade him.

Because even if she did, he wouldn’t stop.

Then, a “plop” sound was heard.

Adrian Zhekova placed a coin onto his plate.

The little guy: “…”

Following that, Cindy Clarke also unapologetically picked out a coin.

Seeing that, the little guy was on the verge of crying.

In a blink of an eye, five coins were gone.

The little guy had already eaten 20 dumplings but hadn’t found a single coin.

“We can’t finish all these dumplings. Let’s have them for breakfast tomorrow. The rest of the coins must be inside those dumplings,” Cindy Clarke couldn’t help but advise, seeing that the little guy intended to stuff himself until he found a coin.

“No, I can still eat!” The little guy stretched out his hand, earnestly stopping Cindy Clarke.

Cindy Clarke: “…”

“Know your own limits,” Adrian Zhekova advised as well.

The little guy was small and didn’t have a huge appetite.

Twenty was already a lot.

“I can eat 10 more!” Morgan insisted.

Adrian Zhekova: “…”

Struggling, the little guy scooped another 10 dumplings onto his plate.

By now, he couldn’t even distinguish which plate had which flavor.

Just finish eating them.

When eating the 29th dumpling, the little guy felt as if the dumpling was pushing against the top of his throat.

Old Madam advised as well, “If you can’t eat anymore, then don’t.”

The little guy was almost in tears from frustration.

He had already eaten so many, yet he hadn’t found a single coin.

What kind of luck was this!

It was so terrible!

“I’ll eat just one more!” The little guy gritted his teeth.

He didn’t believe that his luck was so bad that after eating so many, he wouldn’t find a single one.

By now, his stomach felt so full that the slightest movement made him feel uncomfortable.

He laboriously scooped up one more dumpling with his spoon, bringing it to his mouth, almost throwing up in the process.

“Just one last one!” Morgan declared determinedly.

Cindy Clarke, unable to do anything, said, “That really must be the last one! If you eat any more, you’re going to end up in the hospital.”

Imagine if something happened like going to the hospital during the New Year just because he ate too much?

“Just one last one!” The little guy gritted his teeth and insisted.

“Dumpling!” The little guy spoke to the dumpling near his mouth, “My luck depends on you!”

Everyone: “…”

Scrutinizing carefully, the little guy gently bit into the dumpling.

This time, it wasn’t out of trepidation and excitement, fearing that a coin might poke his teeth.

It was because he was so full that he barely had any strength left, could you imagine?

There were people starving to the point of no energy, but never had it been heard of someone so full that they had no energy.

Actually, having eaten this many, the little guy didn’t really have any hope left.

However, unexpectedly, when he bit down this time, his little teeth were poked by something.

The little guy froze, utterly stunned.

He didn’t expect that good luck would come at the very last moment.

He cautiously ate half of the dumpling and saw the exposed silver edge of the coin hidden in the dumpling filling.

He found the dumpling filling so beautiful!

The little guy’s head swayed in a trance.

He directly used his teeth to pick out the coin, then took it out with his hand.

He quickly rinsed the coin in the bowl of water and pulled it out.

However, just like this, the rinse wouldn’t clean it thoroughly, as the grease was still attached to the coin.

It would take boiling in hot water to sterilize them once all the coins were eaten.

Because he found the coin, even eating the remaining half of the dumpling wasn’t so difficult.

After stuffing it into his mouth, Morgan got down from the chair, holding his belly as he ran to the sofa and sprawled on it.

“How are you going to sleep, stuffed like this?” Adrian Zhekova asked with a twitch of his mouth.

This child, so lacking in ambition.

“Adrian, take Morgan back to his room,” Old Madam said.

“However, Morgan, don’t rush to sleep when you go back. First, move around to digest the food, then sleep when you feel better. Otherwise, you’ll suffer in the morning,” Old Madam instructed.

It was really late now, and they couldn’t let the little guy stay here on his own.

The little guy had his own separate yard.

They didn’t feel at ease letting him walk back on his own in the middle of the night after digesting the food.

So, they asked Adrian Zhekova to carry him back, allowing the little guy to digest in the comfort of his own room or yard, so he didn’t have to run back late at night.

“No, don’t move me,” Morgan immediately raised his hand, “I don’t want to move now.”

Adrian Zhekova: “…”

“Hurry up, muster the strength to stand up. This way, you can use the walk back to digest a bit,” Adrian Zhekova said.

“Look at your lack of ambition,” Adrian Zhekova commented disdainfully, “you’re a wealthy nth-generation heir after all. Your family won’t be in short supply of money just because of you. Is it really worth trying so hard for a coin?”

The little guy shook his head and righteously refuted Adrian Zhekova, “Dad, you can’t say that. Even if I’m a wealthy nth-generation heir and not lacking money, I still have to work hard!”

“The idleness of youth leads to a life of regret in old age. I won’t be an incompetent, freeloading wealthy heir!” Morgan declared.

“It’s wrong to be a burden!” The little guy didn’t know how many idioms he had learned recently, speaking in such a structured manner.