Chapter 338 Zhou Yimin looked at the large slab of fatty pork on the table. He really wasn’t used to eating it—the thought alone of that bite where the oil bursts in your mouth made him shudder. He glanced at the two people before him and figured they must like it, so he said directly, “Stay for dinner tonight.” Zhou Dafu originally intended to stay, but then remembered he still had to visit his master’s house to deliver a gift, so he had to reluctantly decline. “Uncle Sixteen, I won’t…