At worst, he can do more tasks, get more rewards, and save more money, so the little girl won't have to worry about not having money to buy food.
Seeing that everyone else in the canteen was already doing their jobs, the two cooks became anxious.
"Commander, sister-in-law, Battalion Commander Xie, it's... time to get breakfast."
The cook who got his hand burned by the pot was one of the four people Yao Lixiang had called over to collect seafood yesterday while they were out gathering seafood; his name was Ming Hailiang.
He recognized Zhou Shi and knew she was close to the leader's wife, so he didn't dare to make any big moves just now, for fear of hurting someone and causing a mess.
Xie Lin gestured for the leader to hold the pot handle tightly and carefully pry Zhou Shi's small hand, which was slightly red from the burn, off little by little.
While breaking the fruit, she said, "Be good, Shishi. I'll buy you some sweet drinks later. Whatever you want to eat, we'll buy it for you."
Zhang Tong, having laughed his fill, joined in trying to persuade the furry friend.
"We made some porridge at home, shall we go back and have some porridge?"
"There are still some plump, white oysters at home from yesterday, which are perfect for porridge."
"When I have some free time, I'll go pick some kelp, dry it, and then add it to mung beans to make a sweet soup. It'll taste even better than this soy milk, and it's free. Shishi, would you like some?"
The pet needs medication to regulate its stomach and intestines, so it can't eat just anything. Xie Lin, a grown man, doesn't understand this, so she has to be careful.
Hearing that there was a sweet soup even better than sweet water, and it was free, the corpse was tempted.
"The corpse wants to drink, and it wants a lot more."
She glanced at the two unfamiliar soldiers, leaned close to Zhang Tong's ear, and whispered in a low voice, even using a breathy tone, afraid that they would hear her.
"Egg, give Shishi lots of sweet soup, Shishi wants to store it in the treasure vault."
Zhang Tong blinked. "What treasure trove?"
Since it concerned the treasure trove and his future, Comrade Shishi was very cautious and gave up the pot to Xiao Dan.
Then, pulling Zhang Tong with one hand, abandoning even the stinky egg, and pushing the stroller with the other, they started to walk out.
Zhang Tong quickly stopped her, "Shishi, steamed buns cost money too, and your aunt doesn't have any money right now."
Even if you have money, you can't buy so many tickets at once.
If you leave it with long hair, you'll get a share.
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