11:30
Lin Wanwan went to eat with everyone. On the way, she saw that everyone looked sad and unenthusiastic, and she couldn't muster any interest.
Life is all about eating and drinking.
Now she is not eating well, which makes her very dissatisfied with her job. If it really doesn't work out, she has to change jobs.
How could she not eat well? Not letting her eat well would be like killing her whole family. She couldn't bear it.
When passing by the bicycle, I picked up a bottle of dried radish and a bottle of fermented bean curd.
It is impossible for Shen Yinzhang's cooking skills to improve dramatically in one night, so she should be careful. It feels like she can cook more delicately, and she is simply fooling them.
With less than 20 people, it's not hard to cook and stir-frying vegetables is not a big deal either, so why stew in one pot?
As expected, today's dishes are still hard to describe. Only one steamed eggplant looks good. The eggplant is left skinned and steamed together with the rice until it becomes soft and fluffy.
Let it cool a little and tear into pieces.
Get another small bowl and put lard, chili and salt in it.
The taste was average, but there was no weird appearance or taste, so everyone was very satisfied.
As for the other dish, potatoes, beans and pork slices, Lin Wanwan declined it. It looked too tacky. The potatoes were almost melted, the beans were stewed mushy, and the meat slices were not marinated. It looked very tough. She was glad that it was not sticky to her teeth.
Inside the space
Jiang Jiangjiang was stunned. Poor Wan, is this for human consumption? It has to taste or look good.
In the end times, they didn't eat such dirty food. At least the steamed buns were made by her, the chef. Even a good cook cannot cook without rice, but it's okay if she makes them look good.
This was very similar to the result she had seen when people cooked pig food.
The people behind still made stewed potatoes, beans and meat. They had all suffered a lot, so as long as it was edible, it was fine.
But he really didn't look happy. He silently decided in his heart to find the factory director to solve this problem. He either had to replace the people or give them meal allowances and let them go back to eat.
Killing pigs is a strenuous job, and sometimes I have to come to work at night. How can my body handle it if I don’t eat well?
The food cooked by Master Su is still delicious and fragrant. They can eat several bowls in one meal.
They still eat several bowls of rice at a time, but they’re not happy! They used to enjoy eating so much! They couldn’t wait from 11 o’clock.
Now I have to rely on Director Xia to urge me to eat. I really have no appetite.
Just as they were sighing with emotion, they smelled a very fragrant and spicy smell. Their mouths watered and they looked over with ferocious eyes. It was the security guard’s dried radish!
What he faced was a cute little girl, holding a basin bigger than her head and eating hard.
Everyone's eyes were full of enthusiasm and anticipation.
As grown men, they are embarrassed to speak up, but they can just keep watching and wait for the girl to notice and then ask them if they want some.
They agreed without hesitation.
Unfortunately, reality was far from what people wanted. The little girl was eating happily and didn't notice their gazes at all.
I could only continue eating dejectedly.
Lin Wanwan breathed a sigh of relief. Her delicious dried radish was saved.
Suddenly, a hand reached out from behind, "Give me some!" Then, another bowl was also reached out.
Hong Xiaotian handed over the bowl very naturally.
"Hey, Wanwan girl, give your Uncle Xia some too." Xia Youhai scratched his nose embarrassedly, holding the bowl very steadily.
Lin Wanwan: "..."
If I had known I wouldn't have eaten here.
One person picked up a piece of wine with chopsticks, quickly screwed the bottle cap tightly and put it in his pocket.
Others who are eager to try can only give up.
He quickly finished his meal, took the dried radish and left, touching the fermented bean curd in his other pocket.
Hehe, if I don’t eat, I can live another day.
She had to find another job that suited her. She definitely couldn't continue doing this job since the food was so bad.
Who would do it? Not even a dog would do it.
Anyway, she couldn't eat any of this pig food.
What’s the point of living without delicious food?
She can go home from get off work at this time, as there will be another group of people in the afternoon.
I worked until six in the afternoon.
Riding a bicycle happily, this kind of life is really joyful and without any constraints.
I rode my bike out and greeted the old man.
"Oh, our Master Lin is off work soon." The old man joked, knowing that Lin Wanwan had gone from sweeping the floor to butchering pigs.
"Yes, uncle, I'm off work." Riding a bicycle, the pigtails hanging on both sides felt much freer and lighter.
There was still an entire afternoon left! There was plenty of things she could do. She'd go check out the black market first; she hadn't really looked around yet.
Before this, she was planning to go to the South Black Market to take a look, so why did it disband?
Why did they disband without waiting for her to pick up the bargain? It’s such a pity.
Now she could only go over and take a look to see if there were any escaped fish that could be recruited by her and become a general.
The Lin Group is still in its infancy. If you follow her now, you will become a veteran in the future.
I get so excited when I think about having mountains of gold and silver in the future and being able to use the gold to build a villa for myself.
Keep working hard! Make money, make money.
When I arrived at the South Black Market, it seemed much more dilapidated and overgrown with weeds, even though it had only been disbanded for a short time.
"Hey, it's disbanded. Don't go in. Go to the North Black Market." A bearded man squatted dejectedly at the door.
Alas, the black market was disbanded and he became unemployed again.
Fortunately, I don’t have a wife and children, otherwise I don’t know how I would get through the day.
"Hey, it's you, Ergou. Now that everyone has disbanded, what are you still doing here?"
"What can we do? We're just waiting for the black market to be reorganized and see if the new boss still wants us to work. Otherwise, what else can we do?"
Ergou rolled his eyes.
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