In his past life, he was a southerner.
When it comes to watching a performance, there's only one thing to consider: whether it will rain or not.
But now, the test is whether people can withstand it.
I couldn't find an indoor place to relax. After asking around, everyone said that outdoor places were fine.
After all, even movies are shown outdoors. These days, people are willing to freeze until their faces are red and sore to watch a show. Most people think this way. Even the elderly feel the same way.
As Zuo Yan led them around, he introduced, "Look, this is our first canteen, the old one. It's not big, it can only hold a few hundred people. The one behind it is much bigger, it can hold three thousand people at the same time, and it's divided into two floors. I heard that it wasn't supposed to be completed before the end of the year. Later, the factory manager gave the construction team extra money, and they worked like crazy to build it up. That's how it was finished before the new year."
"It should be finished before the New Year so we can have a prosperous year," commented Zuo's mother.
Who wouldn't want to finish any work that can be done before the end of the year? Once it's done, they'll get paid, right? Leaving it unfinished is just creating trouble for yourself.
"Let's go, I'll take you to the cafeteria for lunch today."
Why not call it the Second Canteen?
"Because it's big..."
beautiful:……
It's really big.
Xiuli's entire village has fewer than a few thousand people, so she can hardly imagine how big a canteen that can accommodate three thousand people must be.
When she actually saw it, the sheer size of the house almost made her mind go blank.
"This...is this big?"
Even Zuo's mother was shocked by the enormous cafeteria.
In fact, very few people build such a large canteen. According to the head of the logistics department, building such a large canteen is just asking for trouble.
The canteens in each factory are almost all the same size. According to the logistics department, only a large factory with tens of thousands of employees deserves such a canteen.
Even a large factory with tens of thousands of employees like a steel rolling mill isn't up to par.
There were five canteens in the steel rolling mill. But Wang Shouren's side only had one.
No wonder it left such a huge impression on people.
At this time, there weren't many people in the canteen; most were still working in the workshop. The canteen was quite empty, with only the clanging of plates.
"Come on, let me get you your trays."
"No, son, just because there's no one around now doesn't mean we can eat!" Zuo's mother stopped Zuo Yan and asked, "Don't break the factory's rules."
"Don't worry, Mother, it won't be bad. Look, didn't someone come in from outside?" Mother Zuo turned her head and saw that there were indeed two people walking in, chatting and laughing.
Upon seeing Zuo Yan, he greeted him, "Having lunch?"
"Yes, so early today?"
"Hi, the director said he's letting us leave work early so we can eat first and go back to prepare for the show."
"Okay, let's hurry up, we're waiting to see."
After exchanging a few pleasantries, they went to get their trays.
Zuo Yan followed, but he went to a different window.
"Why are they selling live animals here? And you can take them home?" Mother Zuo asked curiously, looking at the items in the shop window.
Xiuli looked curiously at the items in the shop window. The dishes were neatly arranged and still steaming. The cook inside was wearing a white hat and holding a large iron ladle. He wasn't too different from the cooks she remembered. But there were so many dishes! She saw a huge bowl of meat and vegetables and couldn't help but swallow.
Hearing what Zuo's mother said, he was involuntarily drawn over again.
"Hey, that's the noodle place. You tell the chef what toppings you want, pay, and the chef will cook them for you. Noodles get soggy and don't taste good if they're left out for too long."
"Come on, follow me." Zuo Yan led the way.
I walked over and saw all sorts of staple foods: cornbread, steamed buns, rice, and so on.
What are you eating?
"What else can we eat? Plain steamed buns!" Mother Zuo rolled her eyes.
These days, if you can eat white flour steamed buns, what more could you ask for?
"Okay. Are two for each person enough?"
"Give Xiuli four; if she can't finish them, you can eat them."
"become!"
Zuo Yan took the food and placed it on their plates, then pushed the plates inside.
We stopped when we reached a place where there were vegetables.
"Master, please serve the food."
No one had arrived yet; the chef was busy organizing things in the kitchen. He came out when he heard the noise.
"Hey, you're here pretty early." The fat cook wasn't angry at all and greeted Zuo Yan cheerfully: "What's up today? How about some of these bright green bok choy? Let me tell you, they just arrived today. In the middle of winter, it's not easy to find this kind of green vegetable. I don't know where the factory manager got it from."
"That's true." Zuo Yan usually doesn't pay attention to this kind of thing.
He's a carnivore; as for vegetables, he'll eat them as long as they're available.
"Then give me a little, three servings, please."
"Alright!"
The chubby chef picked up a large spoonful, without shaking it from side to side, and placed it directly onto Zuo Yan's plate.
Seeing this, Zuo's mother felt a pang in her heart. She patted Zuo Yan on the back and asked, "Is this dish expensive?"
"Don't worry, it's free today."
"That's good..." Mother Zuo's heart was finally at ease.
"Let's go, let's go."
Next, even the seasoned Zuo's mother couldn't help but swallow hard. This dish was really good; it had meat, the kind with lots of fat, and chicken legs too.
Xiuli's favorite food was chicken drumsticks, because it was the only meat she could eat. But these drumsticks were different from the ones at home; they were deep-fried, coated in a golden-brown substance that looked beautiful. She didn't know what it was, but it smelled really good. She used to only eat the leftover chicken bones. She was watching them.
Zuo Yan placed the two chicken legs he had ordered on her plate, which left her somewhat bewildered.
"This...isn't this a bit inappropriate?" Xiuli looked around, afraid that someone would see that they had taken so much food.
"Eat without worry, I always do this." Zuo Yan said nonchalantly, not caring at all.
Zuo's mother glanced at Zuo Yan, then ignored him; whatever Zuo Yan took, she planned to eat. She filled a large plate to the brim with food.
Even at the end of the road, Xiuli was still in shock.
Zuo Yan has already started swiping his work card.
He took out a card and handed it over.
The cashier skillfully took the card, circled it on the card, and handed it back to him: "The factory manager said today that food is free, but we need to register it and then do a tally. Remember to return this card when you're done using it so we can keep track."
"Don't worry, it'll be fine." Zuo Yan replied cheerfully, and took out two more meal vouchers.
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