Chapter 132 - 131: Easily Fooled
Yang Yi had his first lunch on the job in the guards’ break room.
Being able to dine with the guards in prison was indeed a rare privilege, and to share a meal with them, chatting so merrily that they were reluctant to leave for home by the end of their shift—this was Yang Yi’s special talent.
The amiable and friendly guards, the leisurely work, tasks completed beyond expectations—all seemed perfect, except for one thing.
It was that Yang Yi realized his tolerance for slop had decreased.
After nearly two years in prison, Yang Yi had finally grown accustomed to—the term should not be "accustomed," rather "habituated to"—the prison food; but after eating with the guards, his long-dormant sense of taste had returned.
Although the guards thought their food was nothing to write home about—a large sandwich, a steaming hot vegetable soup, some freshly fried French fries for snacking, and a cola—this simple staff meal was nothing lavish. However, the point was, Yang Yi hadn’t tasted these things in two years.
So, come dinner time, Yang Yi found he had no appetite.
Having skipped his daily workout, he needed to make up for it in the evening. The prisoners’ grub couldn’t hold a candle to that of the guards, so Yang Yi had to force down whatever his subordinates had scraped together for him out of necessity, however unpalatable—taste was secondary, calories were key.
While Yang Yi was eating, Zhang Yong sat down beside him with his tray.
Zhang Yong’s face was stone-cold. Yang Yi waved his hand at his group of underlings and said, "You guys go eat somewhere else; we have some matters to discuss."