"have!"
Jiang Li, Gu Jin, and the others took out their lunchboxes from their backpacks before following Wu Lixin to queue for food.
While queuing, Jiang Li noticed that the elderly or children were standing at the front, while the young and strong men and women were standing at the back. They had arrived later and were standing at the very back.
Fu Xiaxia and Fang Qingxun were eagerly waiting, and Jiang Li kept swallowing his saliva as he asked about the taste.
Seeing Fu Xiaxia and Fang Qingxun's expressions, Wu Lixin comforted them.
"Don't worry, there's enough food. Even if you're at the back, you'll still be able to get a fight."
When it was Jiang Li's turn, he understood why Wu Lixin had said that. The person serving the food was holding a large ladle.
The spoon in his hand was like a scale, serving everyone the exact same amount of food.
If you can order the portions in this way, then the food will definitely be prepared in portions, and naturally everyone will be able to get some food.
A spoonful of rice, a spoonful of stir-fried mixed seafood, placed on top of the rice, looks quite tempting.
Jiang Li sat down again with the lunchbox in his hand, and then took a closer look.
The rice was mixed grain rice, containing white rice, black rice, and what appeared to be some potatoes, though the rice itself was mostly broken pieces.
After so long since the apocalypse, it's quite remarkable that this small base can still provide food like this!
As for that spoonful of seafood medley, it contained an even wider variety of ingredients, some of which Jiang Li recognized, and others that he couldn't identify. It was probably stir-fried with fermented bean paste or hot pot base, and it was reddish in color and very fragrant.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
