Jiang Ning left the hospital, looked around, then headed down the street toward Xingda Second Road.
He passed a luxurious restaurant and planned to get some food to take away.
But he knew many restaurants outside failed to meet sanitation standards, so out of caution, he swept the place with his Spiritual Sense.
In the back kitchen, a chef wearing a tall hat had just finished cooking a large dish and instructed the buzz-cut young man beside him, "Take this to the food runner."
The buzz-cut young man stared greedily at the dish, which looked, smelled, and tasted delicious. But with the chef watching, he absolutely did not dare sneak a bite.
"Got it, Chef."
The buzz-cut young man was a kitchen assistant. Put nicely, he was an apprentice; put bluntly, he was an errand boy.
He carried the dish over and ran into another young man who was gesturing and barking orders at everyone.
The buzz-cut young man gazed at him with yearning in his eyes. Among all the kitchen assistants, there was one terrifying figure—the boss of them all, known as the Lotus King! Every kitchen assistant dreamed of becoming the Lotus King, because only then would they have a chance to break into the realm of chefs.
That was the goal the young kitchen assistant strove for!
Unfortunately, becoming the Lotus King was difficult.
The buzz-cut young man cursed inwardly. Kitchen assistants worked themselves to death every day, ordered around like dogs, yet earned only fifteen hundred a month.
Still, as long as he managed to become a chef someday, life would improve. Thinking of a new dish he had learned from his master today, the young kitchen assistant was filled with hopes for the future.
Inside the restaurant, the food runner took the dish. While no