Lin Hao casually picked a set of clothes and bought them. Mr. Hua changed into them right away, tossing his old clothes into the roadside donation box.
Having worn them in the detention center, Mr. Hua really didn’t want them anymore. Better to leave them for soone more in need.
Lin Hao: "So, shall we grab a bite now?"
Although it was still early, Lin Hao could clearly hear Mr. Hua’s stomach growling.
Mr. Hua nodded in agreent with Lin Hao’s suggestion.
Mr. Hua felt like he could eat a whole cow at this mont!
As a martial artist, you must know Mr. Hua has certain dietary requirents; otherwise, he couldn’t satisfy the energy expenditure from practicing martial arts.
So, life inside the detention center was simply indescribably agonizing for him.
The als there were completely devoid of any richness!
Even though his family had fallen on hard tis recently, Mr. Hua had never skimped on food quality.
Poor in literature, rich in martial arts.
"Driver, take us to the Freshly Slaughtered Beef and Lamb Barbecue Restaurant." Lin Hao said.
This is a highly-rated barbecue spot in River Debris City, specializing in fresh slaughter and fresh tasting.
While in the taxi, Mr. Hua attempted to divert his attention.
He logged into the governnt feedback platform, verified his identity, and went all out to...
Anonymously publicly comnt on the detention center’s food quality.
Real-na public feedback was impossible for Mr. Hua; he understood that even though he wasn’t a local of River Debris City, he would conduct business there in the future.
Real-na feedback requires a higher response from the River Debris City governnt, but it also makes one easily rembered by them...
Being rembered is never really good.
Regarding this matter, although the River Debris City governnt might not have direct asures against him, in the future, when Mr. Hua starts his comrcial activities, any environntal, fire safety, taxation, or ergency managent issue might get magnified.
However, after posting an anonymous public ssage, Mr. Hua searched the feedback platform and found that he wasn’t the only person ntioning this issue and all the replies were—
"Dear netizen, greetings! We’ve noted your concern about the ’detention center’s als being so bland even pigs wouldn’t eat them’ and forwarded it to the relevant departnts for handling. We will reply with specific solutions afterward."
And then, there was nothing further.
So complaints were from two or three years ago; even after two or three years, they remained unresolved.
"What’s up with the River Debris City governnt; issues from two or three years ago are still undealt with." Mr. Hua couldn’t help but complain.
Their efficiency surely can’t compare to Ke Chen City.
He began to moan again about how bad the als in the detention center were.
The taxi driver nodded in agreent and said:
"Back in the day when I was mixed up in those paths, I was a frequent guest at detention centers...
Going in and out countless tis, the police knew my na, brother my experience is indeed rich in social know-how...
Back then, the als at the detention center were quite decent, but they have progressively worsened, probably due to money-grabbing..."
The taxi driver’s current appearance suggested he was crushed under life’s pressures, looking pale rather than intimidating; his past seed surprisingly grandiose.
Life tends to smooth rough edges; even for the ones mixed up in those paths, life returns to simplicity.
Just as the driver was reminiscing, Mr. Hua’s phone rang, and he picked it up.
"Yes, it’s , mhm, it’s my comnt."
After a series of "mhm, mhm," "ah, ah," "right, right," "makes sense, makes sense," the call ended.
Mr. Hua silently looked down and deleted the comnt he just posted.
Lin Hao: "What happened?"
Mr. Hua: "The detention center office just called and explained why the als can’t be rich."
Lin Hao: "What did they say?"
Mr. Hua glanced at the taxi driver, hesitated for a mont, and said:
"The detention center people called and said there was a ti when the als were quite good, and it led to so choosing to not pay after being with prostitutes and reported themselves to stay detained.
Then they’d eat and drink well at the detention center for fifteen days, regained their strength, and upon release, they’d visit prostitutes again, then get themselves detained again.
Repetitive, this made the detention center be viewed by so as...
A Health Care Center."
After saying this, the inside of the car fell silent, and the taxi driver didn’t say another word.
Lin Hao looked at Mr. Hua, then at the taxi driver and genuinely thought—
This person might not be a big shot, yet this is...
A talent!
Listening to this, it seems like having bland als at the detention center might indeed have realistic significance.
Refuse the freeloaders, start with downscaling the al quality at the detention center.
The rest of the ride went without anyone speaking another word.
...
Freshly Slaughtered Beef and Lamb Barbecue Restaurant.
At the entrance, Lin Hao imdiately saw the "Flavors of Love" event materials.
This bite-size top eats ranking activity in River Debris City is currently very popular.
With the "Flavors of Love" event as the base, River Debris City has already launched various types of [bite-size maps].
Each ti you finish a bite, you can stamp it, and so snack shops will give you a stamp of the "hidden map" once you finish eating...
This stirs up the enthusiasm among the "stamp collectors."
And regarding the ranking of snacks in River Debris City, everyone has their own opinions.
Online, Lin Hao has already seen nurous netizens expressing their opinions about the ranking order.
As people express their opinions, it leads to fla wars.
After all, convincing soone, especially a netizen, is such a tough task that rather than failing to convince them, it’s better to just...
Insult them.
Satisfy yourself since the other party disagrees with your views?
But, all this has nothing to do with Lin Hao; he isn’t a local, rely here for a al.
Mr. Hua sat down, patted his stomach, and laughed to Lin Hao and the others:
"When I eat later, you might get shocked! After being in the detention center these days, I feel like I could eat a whole cow!"
One hour later.
Mr. Hua was clutching his rounded stomach, eyes fixed on Qianqian opposite him, with lips slightly twitching.
Watching Qianqian’s little mouth munch away incessantly, her plates piled up like a tiny mountain before her, noticing her stomach hadn’t bulged one bit after an hour of eating...
He felt a bit startled.
Eating so much, wouldn’t there be so problem?
Based on the amount Qianqian consud, Mr. Hua thought she probably already ate an entire cow herself.
He had referred to eating a whole cow earlier as an exaggeration describing his hunger; now, soone materialized this figure of speech, and in return explained to Mr. Hua...
Being hungry enough to eat a whole cow isn’t worth ntioning?
Narrow perspectives.
...
The al ended with Mr. Hua’s astonishnt.
Mr. Hua: I feel I could eat a whole cow.
Qianqian: A whole cow isn’t even an appetizer?
After bidding farewell to Li Chuchu, Lin Hao and Mr. Hua found a supposedly more regular foot massage shop online.
How did they verify the shop’s legitimacy?
They relied on the negative reviews—
Vegetable dishes at at prices!
Walking into the Righteous Scholar Foot Massage Shop, Lin Hao and Mr. Hua received a map—
[Foot Massage Map: Who is your sanctuary?]
Snacks have maps, foot massages...
Also have maps now?
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