Chen Hong seemed unconcerned and glanced at Ling Feng, "Is it really expensive?"
"More than just expensive!"
Ling Feng, looking proud, continued, "This White Jiao meat costs at least five hundred yuan per pound, and it's priceless. Only a few people can taste it!"
"Oh, does it require someone important like a director?" Chen Hong asked further.
Ling Feng hesitated for a moment, then shook his head, "Not exactly, these are special provisions, but they aren't for high-ranking officials; they're for Huaxia's special forces and security bureau agents!"
"Oh."
Chen Hong suddenly understood and then asked, "So, grandfathers are just benefiting from it too?"
Ling Feng nodded seriously, "Of course! Technically, they're not qualified to eat this, but considering your filial piety, I'll bring you some regularly!"
"Oh, thank you."
Chen Hong, rarely impressed, nodded and sincerely thanked him.
