
I Am a God-Tier Food Inspector!
我!神级食品观察员
- Status
- Ongoing
- Length
- 4.3M Words
- Genre
- Urban Romance
- Subgenre
- Urban Life
- Updated
- 3y ago
- Source
- Faloo
Synopsis
All-time: Reads, Flowers.
2.2kChapters
21.2MReads
34.5kFlowers
10.0Score
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The reporter who exposed gutter oil was stabbed to death in the street. It was very shocking.
You, a big boss of the real power department with direct access to Tianting, are responsible for this shit every day. They are all small-scale incidents. Can you do something big like nationwide, such as Sanlu, etc., And arrest people personally. There is no cooperation from other departments. What the hell. . . What you are writing about is either a big boss in the basic department, or a Food and Drug Superintendent of a county-level agency.
The author is about to have his final exam, so now he can only update three chapters a day. One chapter in the morning and two chapters in the evening
Shen Nong is dead, so he goes privately? I really don't have any brains to write a novel.
Shit stinky tofu makes me laugh so hard, hahahaha
In fact, there are other contraceptive cucumbers, pig blood soaked in formalin, hormone chicken, etc.
Shouldn't the milk powder incident be handled jointly? How can I submit it so that nothing happens to the protagonist?
In fact, I admire the people in the novel who can see a variety of emotions in their eyes.
I've only read a few chapters, and it's really no brainer to write a book. Firstly, law enforcement doesn't use recorders, and secondly, about the case of lobster farming in a smelly ditch. You know that the other party is a gang of more than 20 gangsters, but you lead a few people to arrest someone. You don't know how to call the police? It's seven or eight levels worse than that me, merchant leader, I'm checking what's wrong with you.
Soaking stinky tofu in feces is just a rumor. Do you have some brains? The two smells are completely different, okay?