Chapter 553 No Leftovers
The rice didn't seem as bad as he had imagined.
Scrambled eggs with tomatoes are not so fishy anymore.
Vegetables are no longer as chewy as wax.
"But that happened when I was very young. After I grew up, my mother didn't care about me much."
Ruan Chen suddenly became very talkative. It was the first time that Jin Zuo saw him talk so much on his own initiative.
"Later, when I encountered some problems, I hated eating even more and gradually developed anorexia."
"My mother tried many methods, but nothing could cure my anorexia. We changed dozens of chefs over the years."
"Everyone says that my family is difficult to serve, but actually I am the one who is difficult to serve. The others are okay." He smiled embarrassedly when he said this.
This was definitely the most Ruan Chen had spoken in the past two years.
It was really tiring for him to say so many words in one breath.
He is good at thinking with his brain and is extremely smart, but he is not good at expressing himself with his mouth.
He is proficient in astronomy and geography, and has extremely unique insights into astronomy.
He also discovered an asteroid using the astronomical telescope he made, which caused a sensation at the time.
Later, the planet was named after him, called "Chenxing".
Although many years later, the asteroid fell.
But it was glorious after all.
Jin Zuo kept looking at Master Ruan with disbelief.
He felt that the Ruan Chen he knew before might be a fake.
They had been roommates for two years, and Ruan Chen never spoke more than seven words, repeating the same few words over and over again: "Go away," "Stay away from me," and "Don't bother me."
Of course, there was one time when I exceeded my limit, and he said, "You're fucking crazy!"
But now the aloof Mr. Ruan kept talking to Lin Qingqing, and Jin Zuo felt tired for him.
He wanted to interrupt several times, but was forced back by Mr. Ruan's cold stare.
In desperation, he had to eat by himself.
No one knew how the tigress sitting opposite him managed to eat. He had no appetite for the four dishes and one soup, and he just ate perfunctorily.
But in front of the tigress were four large snow-white buns as big as her face.
There was only a portion of vegetables in front of her, and it was the cheapest kind that cost only a few cents.
She took a big bite of the steamed bun and a mouthful of vegetables, and ate them with great relish.
Jin Zuo's eyes widened.
It would be a good thing if he could eat one such big steamed bun in one meal.
He likes good wine, steak and borscht.
But the cafeteria at Kyoto University doesn’t serve these foreign things.
He once suspected that his father was not his biological son, otherwise why would he send him to this poor place to suffer.
The braised eggplant here is very greasy, the braised potatoes are also greasy, the braised pork is even greasy, and the stir-fried bean sprouts are too light.
The rice was not chewy either, as if it had been soaked in slop.
He only ate a few bites and was full.
He picked up the remaining food and planned to throw it into the trash can at his feet.
But before he could fall, his thin hand was held down by a strong hand.
Yang Ying had disliked him for a long time.
Being very picky shows great disrespect to the person who cooks.
Her father said that one must eat cleanly and lick the bowl if necessary. This is the way to avoid waste and is also a respect for the cook.
After all, my hometown is so poor that I can’t even afford a full meal, so who would be willing to waste food?
Jin Zuo's hand holding the leftovers was immediately pressed down, and the plate of braised pork, of which he had only tasted a piece, was placed firmly on the table.
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