Chen Luo truly never had to eat food like this.
Just look at the stir-fried greens. They hadn't even bothered throwing out the roots, tossing them into the wok along with everything else. Who cooked like that?
The moment the Hairtail Canned Fish was opened, a fishy stench hit his nose.
The hot and sour shredded potatoes clearly had too much oil. Had they inherited his cooking skills? Did they think oil was free?
This was nowhere near Ma Yu's cooking. Couldn't a base this big find one decent cook?
Chen Luo shook his head. Even a dog would have shaken its head at this.
Suddenly, Chen Luo gave a surprised hum. Why was there a bite mark on this ham?
He pointed at it. "Someone ate this, and you served it again?"
Feng Zhengqing's smiling face fell. This ham was a treasured stash that had never been unsealed. How could someone have bitten it?
Had the cook snuck a bite, or had whoever served it helped themselves?
Were they a fucking pig? Sneaking food and leaving such an obvious mark?
They had utterly humiliated him.
Feng Zhengqing was furious, but with Chen Luo right there, this wasn't the time to investigate.
Forcing down his anger, Feng Zhengqing gave an awkward laugh. "It might have been a rat. Sorry you had to see that, brother."
"Come on, brother, eat. Even if there was a rat, food this precious shouldn't go to waste."
Chen Luo chuckled dryly. He could skimp on anything but feeding himself. Food this lousy didn't tempt him in the slightest.
It wasn't that he feared poison. What kind of poison could possibly take him down?
Chen Luo shook his head. "You invited me over and went to all this expense. Surely it wasn't just to treat me