Hearing this, Zhao Lin slowed down from her hearty gulp, swallowed the food in her mouth, and with a smile, said to Ji Ruxue, "Thank you Little Qiqi for your concern. Auntie has been doing fairly well lately, though the food here isn't as good as what your father makes."
Back in Yu Hua City District, the Yu Hua Gang was essentially a makeshift group, eating whatever was available.
Food was becoming scarce, and there was no talk of flavor. Being able to fill the stomach was already a blessing.
Although she was the Gang Leader, all she got was a bit more food.
However, upon arriving at Yu Hua Base City, there was no longer any worry about food supply. The Base City had a fixed food supply, and being able to eat rice was good enough, nothing as lavish as what Lu Chuan had here.
