Chapter 823: Fragrant, Especially Fragrant
It's true, if this amount of food is eaten by one person per day, it is definitely a high standard in Wucheng. No one is as generous as the people in the Ministry of Agriculture or the Food Department. They can even give a piece of synthetic meat, and the key is that there is also potato porridge. This food standard is definitely based on 10 virtual coins.
Most people may not even earn 10 virtual coins a day, and cannot afford such a luxurious work meal. This shows how well they are treated. There are other hidden benefits that cannot be ignored.
In short, in the end times, if you have a relative working in a food factory or canteen, it is not only a stable job, but also very prestigious. If a man in the factory marries a wife, not only does he not need a dowry, but there are many women who will pay for the marriage. So don't complain about the high dowry when getting married in the end times. As long as you are good enough, these are not a problem.
Otherwise, you can only accept your fate and give the three major gifts of the end of the world: green vegetables, steamed buns, and synthetic meat.
"Grandma, I'm going to get the welfare food I'm sending you guys. You guys stay in the car and don't go out."
Jingshu greeted her, wearing a super warm down jacket inside and a custom-made long-pile coat outside. Ordinary long-pile coats are warm, but they also have disadvantages, which is that they are relatively hard and the texture is similar to plastic. But later, when the conditions became available, the coats of Old Jing's family were all specially treated.
Then there is the one on Jingshu, which is not only exaggeratedly longer than a robe, but more importantly, it is softer and more comfortable. Jingshu, who is afraid of cold, also added a small cloak. After adding a waist decoration, it looks less bloated. How come she looks so cool in a black coat and leather boots?
Jingshu has never been one to follow this style.
Of course, Lao Jing's family is a gorgeous sight right now. Whose coats are made of free material, and made to reach down to the calf like a robe for warmth? If everyone were to wear them out, along with sunglasses, they'd all look like incredibly cool, high-fashioned individuals.
The temporary canteen was easy to find. You could follow the white smoke and the smell of potato paste. Jingshu found the canteen in the taxi queue area in front of the train station. Coal was placed under each of the 60-liter stainless steel barrels. The potato paste in the barrels was bubbling. The row of eight barrels was really spectacular.
"The food on this first day is so good and delicious."
"I can't tell you what happened next."
"Don't worry about it. As long as we have enough food, it's fine. We've even applied for a senior meal. The food department is really well-off. I'm lucky to be able to come along."
"It's not like everyone in the neighborhood is just eating dry insect biscuits. There's no way they're hot."
There are more people queuing up. Before the apocalypse, this place was densely packed with S-shaped iron fences in circles. Now the line is about 200 meters outside the circle, and new people are constantly coming to queue up. It is really crowded. Everyone is holding the utensils for the whole family to eat, mostly basins and pots, but there are very few other tableware, which have been used up over the years.
When you line up at the front of the queue, scan your face and the QR code, and the number of people in your family and the amount you have received will be displayed.
The aunt who served the food did not shake her hands. She poured a full spoonful of potato paste into the container, which was the amount for one person. After serving the potato paste, she quickly took two steps, took the fried fragrant synthetic meat, and finally got the multi-grain insect cake for the day, and then walked out of the canteen area.
Compared to the bustling temporary dining area, there is a police station next to it, and no one dares to approach it.
There was a policeman with a gun standing guard at the door. It looked like a very serious place, but there was a sign saying "Get Package B". Jingshu knew that this must be the place.
Jingshu pushed through the crowd and strode over.
"Are you here to pick up something?"
Jingshu nodded. These days, is it such an important level of protection to get vegetables?
The police officer pointed the facial recognition device at Jingshu and scanned it, then nodded: "You are getting a portion for four people, go ahead."
The people in line behind me couldn't help but wonder: "What's this B set meal? Does our food department have this kind of hidden benefit?"
"Hey, you don't know this. We are considered middle class, right? There are also rich people who have enough to eat. They don't want to eat this kind of insect cake and potato paste. I heard that they can exchange it for better food.
Such as vegetables, rice, etc. "
"Are there still people who dislike potato paste these days? Oh my god, no way?"
"If I were rich, I would eat ten pieces of synthetic meat a day."
"Is there really such a good thing? Then I don't want potato porridge either. I want rice buns instead."
"You're stupid. Eating potato porridge can at least fill you up. You can only get a handful of this kind of rice in exchange. If you don't need food, go and exchange it."
"Maybe it's a benefit given by the higher-ups. Only ministers and directors can change it, so we can't enjoy it."
While they were discussing, Jingshu, who had been looking inside, came out with a bunch of vegetables, three tomatoes and two cucumbers, which made everyone unable to take their eyes off them.
Jingshu was also speechless. She finally understood what Guo Lin meant by "it doesn't matter". They were deliberately putting it out there. But that's okay. It's not something shameful. You get food and I get it too. The more you hide it, the more people will suspect that the top management is up to something. It's better to admit this kind of exchange benefits openly.
If you want to change it, that’s fine. It’s just a few things. I’ll write it down for you now if you want to change it.
"It's been so long since I've seen a cucumber."
"These tomatoes are rarely eaten by people in the Ministry of Agriculture themselves!"
"Shut up, at least you, the Ministry of Agriculture, have eaten it yourself."
"Don't be envious. There's only so much food for four people. Is it enough for a day? We should just eat what's distributed to us. It's enough to eat and we can save some. Add to that what we have, and we'll definitely have a better life than others during this migration."
Soon, those who were hot-headed were persuaded to calm down.
Are you envious? Yes, I am. But there is nothing I can do. The lives of my family are more important.
"Oh, what a rich man! He's so rich that he can afford to eat green vegetables."
This is the most lamented sentence. Fortunately, the people in the food department are knowledgeable. If this happened in a community where there are no jobs, anyone who dares to take it like this... would probably be looking forward to it with longing eyes and drooling, and might even rush to grab it if there is a violent crackdown.
Jingshu didn't expect that when she returned to position No. 4, Jingye gave her a big surprise.
"Here, granddaughter."
"What's this?" Jingshu took a burnt-brown pancake, feeling a bit amused. Didn't she say she was going to thank someone? How could she bring it back to eat? The pancake was stuffed with bulging meat and vegetables, and it smelled of a unique fragrance.
Not to mention, with Jingshu's nose and mouth having tasted all kinds of delicious food, this thing was definitely something she had never eaten before.
fragrant.
Special fragrance.
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