[BL, MTL] I'm Not Shouldering This Blame

Chapter 153: Mission

Canteen cuisine is known as the ninth largest cuisine in China, and it is difficult to describe it.

Although the food at the Red Dragon Base is not unpalatable, it is not delicious either. The buildings and offices here are all painted in the style of the last century, and how can the canteen food be an exception?

Obviously they are different dishes, but the taste is almost the same, the meat foam tofu is the taste of broad bean paste, the fried eggplant is also the taste of broad bean paste, and the green cabbage and cabbage are boiled out of water, so rotten that they can be eaten by a toothless old lady. The benefit is probably only that the amount is sufficient, and then pour the soup on the rice, so that the hard rice grains become easy to eat, a large bucket of soup is scooped casually, saying that it is cabbage leaf soup, a bowl does not necessarily have two leaves, to be honest, it tastes no different from green cabbage leaf soup, only the taste of salt and oil.

After four months in the abandoned world, even such a canteen is a supreme delicacy in the eyes of the supernatural.

These people in the Red Dragon Base can still eat the taste of salt, and the base also studies how to use the materials of various monsters to enhance the taste every day, otherwise the mouth is so weak that people are extremely irritable, and they will not be able to live their lives.

Now that the dish is in your mouth, the taste of chili soy sauce is so delicious that you can't wait to eat three bowls.

Corgi has a special identity, there is a fragrant and unsalted pork ribs, it happily gnaws on it, and it likes the canned food and dog food that it usually gets tired of eating - the days of abandoning the world, even dogs don't want to live.

Li Fei does not have the treatment of opening a small stove in Tuan Tuan.

Even if the food in the army's canteen is not good, other hygiene standards should be up to standard......

Li Fei didn't have much time to hesitate, the smell of the food wafted over one by one, and he decided to fill his stomach first. He was originally reluctant to go back to the Red Dragon Base this time, but now he thinks about the chaos outside, and he can't eat hot things, let alone a few dishes and soups, and he has all meat and vegetables.

Johnson wanted to hold back what he didn't eat, and he was always careful.

But this is not an abandoned world, there is no "meat" sent to the door, the Red Dragon base is heavily guarded, and there are soldiers with guns everywhere, and Johnson immediately shrank back.

Television screens in the cafeteria show scenes of disaster relief from all over the country, as well as the myths of experts about the cause of the disaster.

Johnson couldn't understand Chinese, but he could read images, and his brain was not stupid as a teenager, and he quickly figured out that this was a disaster that affected the whole world. The people here didn't lie to him, and he really couldn't go back in a short time.

There was a big iron plate in the window of the cafeteria, scooping vegetables with a big spoon, and Johnson peeked at it for a long time, and was seen by Zhao Wen, a thin man who happened to be in the cafeteria, and brought it in.

There was a foreign ghost in the Red Dragon base, Zhao Wen felt strange in his heart, but he saw that Johnson's stomach was ringing with hunger, and he was still cowering behind the pillar and not moving, which reminded him of the poor children he met when he went to Myanmar to fight drugs.

Johnson didn't dare to get food, he looked at it for a long time, and his eyes fell on the buckwheat steamed bun.

- This thing looks a bit like bread.