Chapter 225: Chapter 172: [Foot Massage Map]

Lin Hao casually picked a set of clothes and bought them. Mr. Hua changed into them right away, tossing his old clothes into the roadside donation box.

Having worn them in the detention center, Mr. Hua really didn’t want them anymore. Better to leave them for someone more in need.

Lin Hao: "So, shall we grab a bite now?"

Although it was still early, Lin Hao could clearly hear Mr. Hua’s stomach growling.

Mr. Hua nodded in agreement with Lin Hao’s suggestion.

Mr. Hua felt like he could eat a whole cow at this moment!

As a martial artist, you must know Mr. Hua has certain dietary requirements; otherwise, he couldn’t satisfy the energy expenditure from practicing martial arts.

So, life inside the detention center was simply indescribably agonizing for him.

The meals there were completely devoid of any richness!

Even though his family had fallen on hard times recently, Mr. Hua had never skimped on food quality.

Poor in literature, rich in martial arts.

"Driver, take us to the Freshly Slaughtered Beef and Lamb Barbecue Restaurant." Lin Hao said.

This is a highly-rated barbecue spot in River Debris City, specializing in fresh slaughter and fresh tasting.

While in the taxi, Mr. Hua attempted to divert his attention.

He logged into the government feedback platform, verified his identity, and went all out to...

Anonymously publicly comment on the detention center’s food quality.

Real-name public feedback was impossible for Mr. Hua; he understood that even though he wasn’t a local of River Debris City, he would conduct business there in the future.

Real-name feedback requires a higher response from the River Debris City government, but it also makes one easily remembered by them...

Being remembered is never really good.

Regarding this matter, although the River Debris City government might not have direct measures against him, in the future, when Mr. Hua starts his commercial activities, any environmental, fire safety, taxation, or emergency management issue might get magnified.

However, after posting an anonymous public message, Mr. Hua searched the feedback platform and found that he wasn’t the only person mentioning this issue and all the replies were—

"Dear netizen, greetings! We’ve noted your concern about the ’detention center’s meals being so bland even pigs wouldn’t eat them’ and forwarded it to the relevant departments for handling. We will reply with specific solutions afterward."

And then, there was nothing further.

Some complaints were from two or three years ago; even after two or three years, they remained unresolved.

"What’s up with the River Debris City government; issues from two or three years ago are still undealt with." Mr. Hua couldn’t help but complain.

Their efficiency surely can’t compare to Ke Chen City.

He began to moan again about how bad the meals in the detention center were.

The taxi driver nodded in agreement and said:

"Back in the day when I was mixed up in those paths, I was a frequent guest at detention centers...

Going in and out countless times, the police knew my name, brother my experience is indeed rich in social know-how...

Back then, the meals at the detention center were quite decent, but they have progressively worsened, probably due to money-grabbing..."

The taxi driver’s current appearance suggested he was crushed under life’s pressures, looking pale rather than intimidating; his past seemed surprisingly grandiose.

Life tends to smooth rough edges; even for the ones mixed up in those paths, life returns to simplicity.

Just as the driver was reminiscing, Mr. Hua’s phone rang, and he picked it up.

"Yes, it’s me, mhm, it’s my comment."

After a series of "mhm, mhm," "ah, ah," "right, right," "makes sense, makes sense," the call ended.

Mr. Hua silently looked down and deleted the comment he just posted.

Lin Hao: "What happened?"

Mr. Hua: "The detention center office just called and explained why the meals can’t be rich."

Lin Hao: "What did they say?"

Mr. Hua glanced at the taxi driver, hesitated for a moment, and said:

"The detention center people called me and said there was a time when the meals were quite good, and it led to some choosing to not pay after being with prostitutes and reported themselves to stay detained.

Then they’d eat and drink well at the detention center for fifteen days, regained their strength, and upon release, they’d visit prostitutes again, then get themselves detained again.

Repetitive, this made the detention center be viewed by some as...

A Health Care Center."

After saying this, the inside of the car fell silent, and the taxi driver didn’t say another word.

Lin Hao looked at Mr. Hua, then at the taxi driver and genuinely thought—

This person might not be a big shot, yet this is...

A talent!

Listening to this, it seems like having bland meals at the detention center might indeed have realistic significance.

Refuse the freeloaders, start with downscaling the meal quality at the detention center.

The rest of the ride went without anyone speaking another word.

...

Freshly Slaughtered Beef and Lamb Barbecue Restaurant.

At the entrance, Lin Hao immediately saw the "Flavors of Love" event materials.

This bite-size top eats ranking activity in River Debris City is currently very popular.

With the "Flavors of Love" event as the base, River Debris City has already launched various types of [bite-size maps].

Each time you finish a bite, you can stamp it, and some snack shops will give you a stamp of the "hidden map" once you finish eating...

This stirs up the enthusiasm among the "stamp collectors."

And regarding the ranking of snacks in River Debris City, everyone has their own opinions.

Online, Lin Hao has already seen numerous netizens expressing their opinions about the ranking order.

As people express their opinions, it leads to flame wars.

After all, convincing someone, especially a netizen, is such a tough task that rather than failing to convince them, it’s better to just...

Insult them.

Satisfy yourself since the other party disagrees with your views?

But, all this has nothing to do with Lin Hao; he isn’t a local, merely here for a meal.

Mr. Hua sat down, patted his stomach, and laughed to Lin Hao and the others:

"When I eat later, you might get shocked! After being in the detention center these days, I feel like I could eat a whole cow!"

One hour later.

Mr. Hua was clutching his rounded stomach, eyes fixed on Qianqian opposite him, with lips slightly twitching.

Watching Qianqian’s little mouth munch away incessantly, her plates piled up like a tiny mountain before her, noticing her stomach hadn’t bulged one bit after an hour of eating...

He felt a bit startled.

Eating so much, wouldn’t there be some problem?

Based on the amount Qianqian consumed, Mr. Hua thought she probably already ate an entire cow herself.

He had referred to eating a whole cow earlier as an exaggeration describing his hunger; now, someone materialized this figure of speech, and in return explained to Mr. Hua...

Being hungry enough to eat a whole cow isn’t worth mentioning?

Narrow perspectives.

...

The meal ended with Mr. Hua’s astonishment.

Mr. Hua: I feel I could eat a whole cow.

Qianqian: A whole cow isn’t even an appetizer?

After bidding farewell to Li Chuchu, Lin Hao and Mr. Hua found a supposedly more regular foot massage shop online.

How did they verify the shop’s legitimacy?

They relied on the negative reviews—

Vegetable dishes at meat prices!

Walking into the Righteous Scholar Foot Massage Shop, Lin Hao and Mr. Hua received a map—

[Foot Massage Map: Who is your sanctuary?]

Snacks have maps, foot massages...

Also have maps now?