Chapter 41 The Game Officials are Too Conscientious!
Evening.
Players began to trickle back into the sanatorium. The cook, Egg Frying Bro, set up a large pot in the open space and started making the last meal of the day.
Tonight's menu was salt-boiled horned potatoes with smoked dried meat.
Thanks to the discovery of a new NPC base, the players at the refuge finally got to eat something other than fish soup.
These horned potatoes tasted quite good. After boiling them in salt-water, a drizzle of soy sauce gave them a bit of that KFC mashed potato vibe.
The only downside was the excessive use of soy sauce.
Just making these 28 servings of mashed potatoes consumed nearly a fifth of a bottle of soy sauce, even though they were being frugal with it.
On the other hand, it seemed that the refuge was also running low on salt, with only half a bag left.
At this rate of consumption, it wouldn't be long before everyone would be back to plain broth and water.
"Woohoo! This mashed potato is incredible! Egg Frying Uncle, can I have another bowl?" Teng Teng, clutching a bowl and squatting on the ground, looked utterly content.
"No more, everyone gets just one bowl." Egg Frying was not pleased with being called "uncle" and rolled his eyes in annoyance.