The canteen was fairly spacious, with a dining hall for eating and a kitchen for cooking, but it was rather simple, lacking even basic fans. There were plenty of pots and pans, as well as a storeroom filled with various kinds of food. Luo Zheng observed briefly, thinking about having to live here for three months; he was so angry he felt like his lungs would explode, but when he thought of Lan Xue, he forced down his rage. "A canteen is a canteen," he thought to himself. "Now that I'm here, I may as well accept it."
Children from poor families learn to manage households early. Luo Zheng, born into a family of hunters, was no stranger to cooking. Realizing that he had to start serving meals within an hour and that cooking for thirty people was no easy task without any preparation, he knew he wouldn't be able to do well within just an hour. Wanting to stay on here, he knew he must endure, so he quickly got to work.
