When taking lunch, Mo Shangjun specially asked for a cup of water, then found a place to sit down, and leisurely finished the meal in five minutes.
Actually, the meals made by the kitchen staff weren't great, and Mo Shangjun even suspected they did it on purpose. Sometimes the rice was like porridge, and sometimes it was hard as stone. In short, there was never a time when it was "just right."
The dishes were the same. After a few days of being normal, they became more erratic. The saltiness was never right, and even a simple vegetable dish could be burnt. The rare occasion of having meat in the dish was boiled without frying, making it tasteless. Countless people secretly ridiculed the kitchen staff's taste.
By today, the kitchen staff seemed even more lazy, and the meals were hardly edible.
However, because of a tight schedule today, all the trainees frowned as they shoveled the meals into their mouths, not daring to make a single complaint midway.
