After packing everything up, it was almost 5:30, which was the usual time for Shiyue and the others to get up.
So no one mentioned going back to catch up on sleep; everyone stayed in the cafeteria to start preparing today's meals.
As they had just discussed, starting today, everyone except the soldiers and expert team members who remain on the mountain to clear the mudslides will be provided with three meals a day, while everyone else will be provided with two meals a day.
Whether it's three meals or two meals, the food rations have all been halved.
What Shiyue and Liang Yueming had to do now was to cut all the pre-steamed buns in half, and then, along with some fruit that was still stored in the canteen, serve them as breakfast for the soldiers working on the mountain.
Shiyue stared at the steamed bun, which was about the size of a child's fist after it was cut up, and her heart ached.
The soldiers on the mountain braved the wind and rain to do such heavy manual labor, and then they could only eat such a small amount of steamed buns. What use was that?
Liang Yueming, who was peeling bananas one by one next to Shiyue, was obviously thinking the same thing. As she put bananas into the basket, she couldn't help but sigh.
Apart from the cooks, everyone else who wasn't on duty dispersed.
The Sixth Iron Battalion divided the soldiers into many groups. Led by personnel familiar with the terrain, they began to pick wild fruits and vegetables. Some of them went to the rocky beach to see if they could find any seaweed.
Besides the soldiers, their families and employees also joined in.
Even though it was still dark, Whale Island was already bustling with activity.
Everything else went smoothly, but when Shiyue and Liang Yueming tried to deliver food to the experts, they were refused.
By this time, the expert team members already knew the current situation on the island and had heard what Wu He had said.
However, no one accepted the breakfasts the two brought. They all said they would get their meals from the cafeteria at 10 o'clock and that the two wouldn't need to bring them breakfasts anymore.
The meaning is clear: they will also follow the island's rules and only eat two meals a day from now on.
A week would pass like this.
The rain on Whale Island has been intermittent throughout the week, but it hasn't completely stopped.
After the engineering corps dug tirelessly through the night, the road that had been blocked by the mudslide was finally cleared. But no one could move that huge boulder.
We had to abandon that cave; there was no longer any room for delusion.
It's time to distribute the first meal of the day.
As the assembly call sounded, people on the island gradually began to stream towards the canteen from various places.
Soon, the once empty cafeteria became lively.
Although there were many people, the order was very good.
From the moment they enter the cafeteria, everyone will voluntarily start queuing and then slowly move forward with the queue.
Although it was said to be slow, the team was actually moving very fast because the food was very simple.
Previously, due to the high subsidies, there was no restriction on the amount of staple food consumed at the Haijing Island canteen.
Usually, a large bowl is placed in which steamed buns, flatbreads, and other similar items are put, and everyone can take what they can eat.
Aside from not wasting food, there were no other requirements.
Because there was enough food, no one would deliberately take more than necessary.
But now it's different.
The large basin that once held the grain was gone, replaced by a long table, behind which stood Shiyue and Liang Yueming.
Behind them was the food that was served today.
Each person who walks up to them needs to state their name first, and Shiyue will check off a list in her hand to prove that you have already taken your meal. Only then will she and Liang Yueming bring you the food.
The purpose of doing this is, of course, to prevent over-payment, but also to find out if anyone is deliberately not coming to eat.
For example, Shiyue had previously discovered several instances where the head of the cooking squad, Cao Dalin, deliberately avoided coming to eat.
Besides Cao Dalin, Wu He and Qi Feng had also done similar things several times.
But a meal already provides so little food; if we don't eat, how can our bodies handle it?
Later, Shiyue obtained a roster of all the people on the island and made this record book.
Today's first meal was multigrain steamed buns, mango, and seaweed soup.
The multigrain steamed buns are very small, not much bigger than an egg.
In the past few days, almost all the fruit on the island has been picked and brought back by people, including some that were only half-ripe.
Half of the mangoes here are still green, and they taste really sour.
It's just seaweed soup, and each person only gets about a chopstick's worth of seaweed.
Even though it was barely enough to fill a tooth gap, no one complained when they received it.
The children, in particular, all said "Thank you, Aunt Shiyue" when they received the gifts.
Because Cui Yun also works in the cooking squad, Qi Feng is even busier than usual and rarely home.
Today, Tiger brought Niu Niu to pick up their meal again.
Seeing Niu Niu's face, which had become noticeably thinner in just a few days, Shi Yue felt extremely distressed and couldn't help but reach out and touch it.
The little girl grinned at her, but then slumped against her brother, no longer as lively as usual.
Shiyue handed the steamed buns to the two children and was about to make them some soup when she heard someone shouting from behind, "Engineer Zhang has fainted! Engineer Zhang? Engineer Zhang?"
Then the crowd stirred.
Shiyue dropped her rice spoon and came out from behind the table, then quickly ran towards the back.
She ran up to him, pushed through the crowd, and quickly stuffed a piece of candy into the mouth of Mr. Zhang, who had just been helped up.
Just then, someone brought over a bowl of hot water.
Mr. Zhang chewed the candy and swallowed it, then drank a few sips of hot water, and his complexion gradually improved.
It took Zhang Gong a while to recover. When he finally came to his senses, the first thing he said to Shi Yue was, "Little Shi, use the candy sparingly. I'm healthy, I'll recover after sitting for a while. It's a waste to give me candy."
After saying that, she sighed with heartache.
This has happened several times in the past few days, and Shiyue is no longer as heartbroken as she was at first when she heard these words.
She simply said, "I still have half a bag of candy, so I don't need one more."
Engineer Zhang keeps saying he's in good health, but is he really that healthy?
He's almost sixty years old this year, and he still has to keep working even though he doesn't get enough to eat every day. This is something that ordinary people can't handle.
Looking at Zhang Gong, whose lips were still pale, Shi Yue felt that this matter could not be delayed any longer, and she had to find a way to get the grain out!
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