The team moved forward slowly and finally arrived at Li Qinghe.
"Oh, it's Qinghe. What do you want to eat? I'll make it for you." He Yuzhu shook the spoon in his hand twice, looked up and found that it was Li Qinghe, and immediately smiled.
"Two steamed buns, one portion of shredded potatoes, and one portion of cabbage."
Li Qinghe said as he handed over the meal ticket and lunch box.
After receiving the ticket and lunch box, He Yuzhu stopped shaking the spoon in his hand and took a steady scoop, watching the food about to fall off the spoon.
Click.
A spoonful of vegetable bits fell into the lunch box, and then the same operation was repeated, a spoonful of shredded potatoes also fell into the lunch box, and two steamed buns made of two kinds of flour looked bigger than others.
Li Qinghe was moved in his heart, this is the benefit of having a good relationship with the chef, the dishes prepared by others were too bland and watery, not enough to eat at all, and in the end they had to dip steamed buns in the soup, but he couldn't even see any soup.
Holding the lunch box filled with food, Li Qinghe nodded and said with a smile: "Thanks, Brother Zhuzi."
No matter whether he cares about these things or not, he has to accept other people's kindness.
"Hey, thank you or not."
He Yuzhu pretended to be indifferent and waved his hand, but he was actually happier in his heart. Everyone else called him Shazhu, but Li Qinghe was the only one who called him Brother Zhuzi and never showed any contempt for him. Although He Yuzhu looked careless, he was actually very fragile inside.
Xu Damao was indeed He Yuzhu's lifelong rival. He immediately said something to ruin his good mood, "What's there to thank a lousy cook for?"
"Sun thief, are you itching for trouble? You are so impolite that you think everyone is the same as you! And you call me a lousy cook? What's wrong with being a cook? Without a cook, it wouldn't be your turn to eat shit!" He Yuzhu threw the rice spoon in his hand into the basin and started scolding Xu Damao.
Xu Damao had been at odds with him since childhood, and he would not give in now. "What? You are a cook, and you are not allowed to say anything? Serving food is your job, why are you showing off?"
He Yuzhu's face flushed, and he looked like he was about to take action, but surprisingly, he suddenly calmed down and asked, "Okay, I won't delay everyone's meal. Tell me, what do you want?"
Xu Damao felt that he had won a round, and proudly pointed at the vegetable bowl and said, "Here, here, here, two more steamed buns."
"Ticket." He Yuzhu stretched out his hand.
After getting the ticket, I plunged the big spoon into the vegetable bowl. I don't know how I got there. Maybe it was the chef's unique skill. When I lifted it up again, the spoon was full of vegetable soup with only a few cabbage leaves.
Click, he pushed the spoon into the lunch box, and then did the same thing again. Finally, what was handed to Xu Damao was a full lunch box of vegetable soup, with only a few vegetable leaves and shredded potatoes floating on top.
Xu Damao's face turned green immediately. "What do you mean, Silly Zhu? Who can eat this little food? Don't go too far, I tell you."
This time it was He Yuzhu's turn to be proud. He pushed the lunch box and threw two steamed buns that were only half the normal size into it. "Hurry up, there are still people queuing. Don't waste everyone's time."
"That's right, hurry up, I'm already hungry after working all morning."
"Yes, yes. Leave as soon as you get your meal. You need to rest right after you finish eating."
"Don't waste time in front."
"......"
Xu Damao was so angry that his mouth was crooked by the constant urging from behind, but he did not dare to anger everyone. He glared at He Yuzhu hatefully, then left with a box of vegetable soup with steamed buns and vegetable leaves floating in it.
I secretly swore in my heart that I must find an opportunity to teach this idiot a lesson.
Bang!
An aluminum lunch box fell on the table, and some of the soup inside splashed out.
Li Qinghe looked at the two small steamed buns rising and falling in the vegetable soup, then raised his head to look at Xu Damao who had a grim expression on his face, and almost laughed.
Alas, this Xu Damao is a typical person who can't control his mouth. You are a person who eats, why do you talk bad to the person who is in charge of serving food? Isn't this just making things uncomfortable?
He suppressed the smile that was about to overflow and asked knowingly, "Brother Damao, do you usually drink soup? That won't work. You have to eat a full stomach to have the strength to work."
Xu Damao's face darkened. "What do you mean you like soup? This idiot Zhu just gave me these. I'm so angry. Tell me, what did he do? How can I eat this?"
Then, looking at the food that was almost full in the lunch box opposite him, his face turned even darker.
Li Qinghe almost couldn't hold back his laughter, but he quickly tried to hold it back and gave half of the food in his lunch box to him, "Brother Damao, you know Zhuzi's temper, why bother him for no reason? I can't finish all this, so I'll give you some."
He was not lying. With just this amount of food, it would be used up in less than five moves of practicing Arhat Kung Fu. It was simply a drop in the bucket. Normally, he had to rely on the spring water in the space to survive.
But Xu Damao didn't think so. In this era, there was never enough food, and he had never heard anyone say that they couldn't finish the food. Looking at Li Qinghe putting vegetables into his lunch box, he felt a little touched.
"Oh, you don't need so much, just eat it yourself."
"Okay, stop refusing and eat quickly. Just consider it as a favor to me. We can't waste food."
Xu Damao was even more moved. This brother Qinghe was really a real man. In order to relieve himself of the burden, he even made up such an excuse. This was loyalty!
Look at Shazhu, and then look at brother Qinghe, there is no comparison, no comparison.
"Brother, I won't say anything more. From now on, you are my brother, Xu Damao. When your sister-in-law Xiao'e comes back in a few days, you must come to my brother's house. We won't leave until we are drunk."
"Okay, Brother Damao."
......
In the afternoon, Li Qinghe was strolling in the factory when he saw a child holding a bottle running past from a distance, apparently heading towards the kitchen.
A meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
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