Fifth Grandpa didn't know that he had become the rumored male protagonist. He was busy with Zhuzi and the others in the space.

Through his personal charm, he had completely won over Zhuzi and his other underlings, turning them into his minions. He had them taught all the computer controls in the food processing plant, leaving three of them to work in the monitoring room, monitoring the homeless people in three shifts. Fifth Grandpa had them master all the skills as quickly as possible, and two of them had even learned to operate the forklifts used for shipping goods out of the warehouse.

There were still too few people to start the factory. They couldn't even start a single assembly line.

Everything was normal in the cafeteria. After a night of research and their first meal this morning, the five women had mastered the use of all the cooking utensils and were quite comfortable with them. Last night, no one dared to touch them, fearing they'd break and be unable to pay for them. This was a military facility, and the cooking utensils were so expensive they'd never seen them before.

There were big steamed buns made from pure white flour and steamed rice made from pure rice. Uncle Wu took out large slices of pork belly from the canteen's freezer and asked them to thaw it and cut it into pieces for cooking. When they were at home, they had only seen so much meat when the village distributed meat during the New Year before the famine. Before the female comrades had finished sighing, Uncle Wu pulled a cart out of the cold storage with a cart of fresh vegetables.

What do they eat at home? Just steamed bread made of basil flour and wild vegetables, two meals a day, leaving them feeling hungry and nauseous. Since arriving here, they've been given three meals a day. They cooked one this morning and are now preparing lunch. The treatment in this unit is truly amazing. Following their partners here is a real win. There are only about fifty or sixty of them now, and to have so many delicious dishes cooked for one meal is like a dream.

After arranging the food, drink, defecation and urination for the workers in the space and setting working hours, it was time for lunch. Grandpa Wu had set rules for them in the morning, and they all knew to line up for lunch and wash their own dishes after eating.

The old man drove back to the house and called out to Shuishui in the living room, waiting for his granddaughter to pick her up for dinner. Shuishui appeared, called out "Grandpa", and took Fifth Grandpa's arm out of the space and returned home.

Wow, as soon as Fifth Grandpa came out of the space, he smelled the rich aroma of crayfish, um, his favorite spicy flavor!

Leaving the house, I saw Suihe and Jiang Huashu in the yard, placing freshly cooked crayfish on a round table under the shade of a tree. The four of them shared two large bowls of spicy food. A large bowl of thirteen-spiced food, Suihe's favorite, still had plenty of broth for soaking noodles. A small bowl of garlic-flavored food, just to wake me up.

Grandpa Wu quickly took off his coat and went to wash his hands. The temperature inside the space was lower than outside, remaining at the same temperature as before the time travel, around 21 or 22 degrees Celsius. It was still quite hot at noon in early autumn, now around 30 degrees Celsius. It was cooler in the shade, but after a few beers, the temperature dropped.

After washing his hands, he called his daughter-in-law and two granddaughters to eat quickly. Every time it was time to eat, the family members could not get together. Either Suihe was working in the county, or Professor Jiang Huashu and Dong were not at home. It was rare that the whole family could get together today. The old man was so happy that the wrinkles on his face were shaped like a "川" (川) due to his smile.

The family chatted and ate lively. Professor Dong shared the village gossip, and Suihe also talked about the latest cultural movements he had heard about in the past two days. The old man ate and listened, and from time to time he also shared little stories from his youth. Xingxing had to rush to speak in the middle to get a few words in.