Although Chu Molin's food at the academy wasn't bad, it was still a far cry from his wife's cooking. The aroma alone was enough to make him dig in heartily, despite not feeling very hungry.
"Slow down, no one's competing with you." Qin Xue sat beside him, somewhat frightened by his eagerness. How long had it been since he last ate to be this hungry? As far as she knew, the food at the military school should be decent.
"Are you not used to the food at school?" Qin Xue wondered if it was due to his taste buds since he still seemed hungry even with decent food provided.
"A little, but it's not too bad." Chu Molin preferred lighter flavors, but after getting used to Qin Xue's cooking, he had developed a taste for stronger flavors. So when he ate the big-pot food at the academy, he did feel a little uncomfortable. Nevertheless, he still ate quite a lot during each meal.