Wang Guifen didn’t have the mood to cook anything delicious, so she just made some noodles and sent everyone away.
I took An An to sleep on the floor in the living room.
Lin Wanwan first went to where her younger brother lived.
He brought people to the black market and handed them over to Zhu Taizhuang, "Follow him and learn how to run the black market."
After giving her instructions, she left, ignoring Zhu Taizhuang's hesitation. She knew it was going to be another round of reports, but she didn't want to hear them right now.
The bicycle was still at the factory and I had not taken it back, so I had to walk to the factory.
It was quite early, it was only seven o'clock when we arrived at the factory.
Lin Wanwan found a place to catch up on her sleep, under her favorite big tree.
Cross your legs and fall asleep soundly.
"Goudan, wake me up at eight o'clock."
"Okay!"
Gou'er quickly came out of the space, squatted on his master's head, and kept his eyes on the sight, afraid of missing it.
As soon as it was eight o'clock, he woke people up immediately, "Master, it's eight o'clock."
"Got it." He got up and went to Director Xia's office and knocked on the door. "Director Xia, it's me, Xiaolin. I'm back to work today."
"Xiao Lin, come in quickly." Director Xia's enthusiastic voice came.
Lin Wanwan pushed open the door and saw two people inside, Director Xia and Wu En from last time.
"Xiao Lin, are you feeling better?" Director Xia quickly poured a glass of water and handed it to him.
Lin Wanwan smacked her lips. She was still quite thirsty, so she drank the wine in one gulp. "Thank you, Uncle Xia. Can you give me another one?"
"Okay, okay, I'll pour you a cup."
Director Xia smiled warmly, "Wanwan, are you alright? Come sit down! By the way, the cafeteria cook has been replaced, but it's only for a short time. You're all young people, so I think you should be able to get along."
"Director, I'm fine now. I won't sit down anymore, I still have to work!" After drinking the water, I was ready to leave. "By the way, Director, who was working for me in the past half month?"
"Hehe, Jinnian did it for you. This has nothing to do with me, you two sisters can go and talk about it." She waved her hand and smiled.
Lin Wanwan responded and left.
Wu En's eyes flickered slightly. Maybe...
Lin Wanwan didn't know that someone was targeting her, so she glanced at the factory entrance and the road leading to the cafeteria.
After sweeping, find a place to sleep.
This job is great. It’s not busy at all. You can slack off anytime and anywhere and be prepared all the time.
"Goudan, call me at eleven o'clock."
He started snoring as soon as he lay down.
Gou'er: "?" Why are you snoring? You don't usually snore!
He stayed obediently on his master's head, thinking about getting his little brother.
Just thinking about the life that the master will have after having a little brother makes him happy.
It - the great Lord Goudaner, will become the great Boss Goudaner, hehe;-).
11 o'clock
Goudan woke her up on time, but Lin Wanwan was still in a daze, staggering around.
Life is so sad.
When I came to the cafeteria, I felt that the person who was busy looked very familiar. After thinking about it carefully, I remembered that it was the little green tea.
Shen Yinzhang also recognized the person and smiled gently. She was the cook.
Unlike her, a garbage collector.
She felt superior to others and held her head high. Although she was only a temporary substitute, she performed well, but the job was not hers.
Lin Wanwan didn't bother to pay attention. She squatted down and lit the fire without saying a word. All she could think about was whether this woman's cooking was delicious.
Anyway, it smells pretty ordinary.
When the food was ready, I curled my lips and thought, "What's the difference between this and pig food?"
The potatoes were stewed with eggplant and the potatoes melted.
The bottom was a little burnt black, and after stirring, black spots floated on the surface.
The pigs all shook their heads when they saw it.
Is this edible for humans?
The only meat dish was stir-fried pork with chili peppers. The meat had too much sweet potato starch in it, so it stuck to the pan very much during frying and turned black.
"Is it possible that you are cooking for the people in the meat processing plant, rather than the pigs, cattle and sheep about to be guillotined?"
Lin Wanwan still wanted to gently remind her that this was hers to eat! It was too hurtful.
Hearing this, Shen Yinzhang looked embarrassed. Her cooking was actually just average.
It was only because I helped the owner of this job that I was able to come over to take over.
I've only been on the job for a few days.
In addition, it was difficult to stir the rice in a large pot, so she just added water and stewed it.
As long as we can eat it, it’s fine. We are all grown men, so we shouldn’t be picky.
After all, it was a cafeteria, not her home, so she used as much ingredients as possible, including rice and flour, and everyone ate their fill, and no one complained that the food was not tasty.
This was the first time that this was pointed out so clearly, and I felt my face burning.
His eyes were filled with resentment. He had gone through life with nothing to eat and even had to drink cold water before, but now he was being given delicious food.
An ungrateful person.
She cursed fiercely in her heart, but put on a decent front. "Wanwan, I'm sorry, my cooking skills aren't as good as you'd like. Please just try to eat a little."
Work is important. It’s not worth it to conflict with Lin Wanwan. Wait until she has a good life and marries a good family, and then see how she deals with this bitch.
Lin Wanwan: "..."
Who is the tea for?
She rolled her eyes, picked up a basin filled with rice, looked at the black dish, and decided to back out. She was not worthy of enjoying this dish, so she didn't want to ruin the pure white rice.
He carried the basin and ran straight to the guard room, "Uncle, uncle, please help me, please give me some fermented bean curd and dried radish!"
During their last chat, the old man let her taste the fermented bean curd and dried radish made by his wife, which tasted very good.
The old man said cheerfully, "Come on, don't let anyone else know. That little girl's cooking has been really bad lately. The dishes she makes are just stewed with water until they are mush."
"Thank you, uncle! You are so kind!" He enthusiastically took the can, unscrewed it, and ate it happily with fermented bean curd and dried radish.
"Girl, why are you being so polite? No, hurry up, hide. It's Master Chen, and he's here to steal the dried radish."
The old man suddenly became anxious, and Lin Wanwan subconsciously squatted under the table holding the rice bowl and dried radish.
Master Chen: “…”
It’s like that Japanese soldier entering the city. Is he really that scary?
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
