At the same time, the smell of food drifted in.
With a clatter of metal, a man opened a small hatch in the cage floor and slid in a tray with dishes.
The dog-eared child came to retrieve it, he carried two trays over to the bunny-eared kids' spot, then took his own and returned to his corner.
The food was also distributed to the child in the next cage.
Then, another tray was brought over and handed to Bao Bei.
Seeing that, the cat-eared child raised his voice in complaint.
"What the heck? That patchwork freak got more than we did! There's even meat in his soup. Why? That's not fair!"
"That boy already has a buyer lined up for him. We can't let him get too skinny."
That's all the man who brought the food said before disappearing behind the door. The sound of the door slamming shut was immediately followed by a yell from the bunny-eared child.
"Whaaat?! Are you serious? That patchwork freak already has a buyer? I can't believe it!"
