Chapter 17 (1/2)
The floor made of black marble, the walls are inlaid with bright ceramic tiles like mirrors, gorgeous crystal chandeliers and pure black fragrant wood tables, which make the environment here elegant and simple.
If Lu Chen didn't know where he came from, he might have thought he had entered a luxury restaurant by mistake. A canteen of Kassel college was so luxurious that it was really tempting to denounce western capitalism!
The students carried plates one by one and stood upright. They came and went in the restaurant, as if they were not fighting for food, but socializing at a dinner party in the upper class.
Led by Chu Zihang, Lu Chen came to the long-awaited free window.
He thought the free window would be some cheap dishes, such as steamed bread and vegetable soup
However, the arrogance of Kassel college once again shocked him, braised pork, braised duck feet, stewed pig feet, Mapo Tofu, stewed ribs, spicy chicken
A wide range of cuisines came into his eyes and made him dizzy. Are these... Free?
What will the charged dishes be?
You can't take out the food here. You can eat as much as you want!
Chu Zihang cooked spicy chicken, Mapo Tofu and sweet and sour pork ribs. Of course, he had the financial resources to go to the second floor to eat the exquisite meals cooked by the special chefs, but he knew that Lu Chen seemed to have little money, and the other party might refuse the treat. He didn't want to be very high-level, so he had a free meal together.
Besides, the cooks at Kassel college are very good. Even if it is a free window, the food is delicious.
Unlike Chu Zihang, Lu Chen... Put almost all the dishes on one plate and filled eight bowls of rice. He ran many times to the top of the table.
The aunt in charge of the free window was surprised and hurriedly said, ”it will be wasted if you can't finish eating. You have to pay.”
”Auntie, don't worry, he... Probably can finish it.”
Chu Zihang, who had seen Lu Chen's appetite, could only cover in silence.
After sitting down, a gust of wind rolled the residual clouds.
”Brother Chu, you seem to be able to eat spicy food?”
At dinner, Lu Chen asked casually as he watched Chu Zihang send the red food to the entrance.
”When I was a child, my father often brought home abnormal and spicy marinated large intestine. Later, I got used to eating it.”
Chu Zihang ate Mapo Tofu again.
”Stewed large intestine is delicious, but I like to eat it without spicy.”
Lu Chen swallowed the rice in his mouth and said with emotion that this was one of the few dishes he had eaten in his previous life.
Strange to say, as a secret blood warrior, he is almost immune to all poisons, but he is afraid of spicy food and never adds pepper to his meal.
”It's delicious, but there's no...”
Chu Zihang's eyes are in a trance. Even if there is, it won't be the same as before
Lu Chen noticed the emotional change of Chu Zihang, but didn't speak. He was not the kind of person who liked to dig into other people's minds and continued to pick up rice.
Just then, there was a sudden commotion in the canteen. Many students looked towards the entrance. Chu Zihang also stopped eating and looked over there.