Zhang Guoqing chuckled to himself. He knew the kids would be unaccustomed, and Zhou Jiao probably saw it too, but she didn't say anything, pretending to visit the children on other pretexts.
"Every morning, the cafeteria serves only steamed buns, pickles, and corn porridge. As for lunch and dinner, they call it meat dishes, but the meat is so sparse you can count the slices. You wouldn't believe how plentiful Commander Tang's soup is; I'm afraid to be too conspicuous. My brother says even our dog, Hu Niu, lives better than us."
Zhang Guoqing burst into laughter when he heard that. His dog's living standards were top-notch.
"You wouldn't be silly enough not to try the small eateries outside, would you? I remember there was a high-priced restaurant near the old united cafeteria. Don't know if it's still there after so many years?"
May 1st laughed, "We've been there; a group of us have been visiting once a week, planning to try every restaurant within two stops nearby."
