"Master? What's wrong? Doesn't it suit your taste?"
Hu Jia saw Su Ming standing up, asking with utmost confusion.
Su Ming didn't reply to Hu Jia, but instead picked up a spoon and walked over to an employee who was eating nearby.
He scooped up a mouthful and tasted it.
"Ptooey!"
Su Ming's expression instantly contorted, and he spat it out immediately afterward.
The employee also looked at Su Ming with bewilderment.
Hu Jia hurriedly approached and waved him off.
"Go, go, eat somewhere else!"
The employee quickly left with his plate.
Su Ming's expression shifted through various nuances as he began to speak.
"Hu Jia, do they really eat this?"
Hu Jia was initially startled, then responded.
"Yes, they usually eat like this?"
"Not even a bit of meat?"
