Chapter 249: There is watermelon to eat
After the female soldier left, the front hall seemed a little empty. In addition, Boss Xia had been sitting on the lazy sofa with his eyes closed to rest, and he always felt depressed.
Everyone was afraid to speak loudly and tried to be as quiet as possible.
Put the dirty clothes into the washing machine, press the button to add water and start spinning, then take out the jasmine-scented clothes, smooth them out and spread them on the floor out of the way, and the first round of work is completed.
The women sat down where they were, lowering their eyes to their dirty cuffs, and raised half of their buttocks anxiously. Seeing that the floor was still clean, they relaxed their shoulders, sat on a tile with their feet together, and looked at the big red watermelon and swallowed their saliva.
This is a good watermelon, it looks very sweet.
But with so many people, how do we divide it? It would be better if we could cut it into small and even pieces.
The women thought about this as they looked around the front hall.
The hotel still exists, but the people staying there are not the same people. They used to be very picky about staying in five-star hotels, but now they are struggling to make a living.
The change happened so fast that it was like a dream, and I couldn't tell the difference between the dream and reality.
After resting for a while, Xia Yan prepared to go for dinner. Unexpectedly, as soon as she moved, those women also stood up, pinched the hem of their clothes with their rough fingers, and looked at her nervously.
Xia Yan paused, noticing their worry, and raised his voice a little, "Zhigang, when you're done, help them cut the watermelon. I'll go downstairs to eat first."
Ignoring the joy in their eyes, Xia Yan walked down the stairs into the buffet restaurant, picked up some pasta and black pepper beef tenderloin, and had a cup of coffee, just for dinner.
She walked around the crowded dining table and went to sit by the window, eating slowly.
From this position, she could just see the safe zone illuminated by the floodlights. Outside her sphere of influence, there was only faint moonlight. In the distance, the shadows of trees swayed, and wild grass taller than people swayed from side to side. It was quiet and dangerous.
Sang Zhengyi led his residents into the empty safe zone. Each of them held a box lunch in their hands. They sat down near the gate and started eating.
The children gathered in a group and ate slowly, occasionally looking up at the brightly lit windows on the second floor. When they were halfway through eating their lunch boxes, they would cover them again and hold them in their arms while waiting.
After a while, there were hurried footsteps in the lobby on the first floor, and women appeared at the door holding a large lunch box.
The children were visibly delighted. They jumped up from the ground and shouted after seeing what was inside: "It's a watermelon! It's a watermelon!"
Upon hearing this, the others stood up and gathered around.
Only Sang Zhengyi frowned and asked calmly, "Have you finished the work? If you're taking someone else's crystal core, you have to do it properly. What's the point of being so careless? Will I still give you this kind of work next time I see you?"
Even though there were people on the opposite side who were older than Sang Zhengyi, when he got angry, everyone shut up and dared not say a word. Even those who had some grudges in their hearts secretly cheered and puffed out their chests while holding the children who were as tall as their shoulders.
The women murmured in explanation, "We'll go up after delivering the watermelons to you."
Sang Zhengyi glared, "Then why are so many people coming here? Go back quickly."
The women who had just come downstairs didn't dare to stay. They handed him the lunch box and turned around to go upstairs.
The children took the opportunity to stuff the still warm lunch boxes into their mothers' arms, waved their hands to tell them not to worry, and ran back to their original place, hugging their knees and behaving well.
Sang Zhengyi's expression finally calmed down, and he saw from the other women's faces that they were obviously comforted.
He opened the storage box, and the unique fragrance of watermelon wafted out, causing many people to twitch their noses and stare eagerly.
"1,2,3..." He began to count the watermelon pieces, then counted the number of people and worked out the amount each person should get.
"Open your lunch boxes and give out watermelons."
The team lined up, and the boxes that they didn't want to throw away after dinner came in handy. Three pieces of pink watermelon were pushed inside.
"Thank you, leader."
Sang Zhengyi walked all the way to the children and frowned when he saw that their outstretched hands were covered with black stains.
The watermelon is full of juice, and it is easy to confuse it with dirty blood when you hold it in your hand, so it is not good to eat it.
After much thought, there was only one solution that worked—"Open your mouth and I'll feed you."
The children opened their mouths hesitantly, took a piece and refused to eat any more. They looked around and ran to the deserted steps to blow away the dust. "Put it here... I want to save it for Mom."
Sang Zhengyi refused, "Eat quickly, there are some for them."
He stuffed the watermelon into the children's mouths without hesitation, lowered the lunch box so that they could see what was left inside, and said, "The box is in your hands. Each of you has three pieces, and you are not allowed to steal other people's food."
He stood up and raised his voice, "If I find out, I'll kick you out and make you fend for yourself."
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The little boy soldier in a bathrobe ran downstairs to find Xia Yan specifically because he was unlucky in rock-paper-scissors and lost to everyone, so he had to take on the responsibility of washing clothes.
Only then did Xia Yan remember that their smelly clothes were wrapped in transparent blocks.
"If you hadn't told me, I would have forgotten. Let's go upstairs."
The ten washing machines in the lobby on the second floor have all stopped, and the floor is filled with the female soldiers' clothes.
She took back the cube, and the pile of clothes inside was spread out.
The male soldier thanked him and happily rolled up the clothes into a big ball and forced them into the washing machine. According to his method of washing, all the clothes would be washed in just two cycles.
Seeing that it was still early, Xia Yan called Zhikang, and the two of them took out the juice from the vending machine, put in several bags of melon seeds and snacks, and prepared to go in for another round of sales.
Zhichang took out a few bottles of red wine and poured them into the decanter, brought disposable paper cups, and filled the cart to the brim.
Xia Yan thought about it and placed an order for a lot of braised goods in the mall, asking him to bring them in.
She threw the same things into the system grid, wrote two menus by hand, handed one to Zhikang and hung it on the front of the car, then lifted the curtain of the women's bath and went straight to the leisure area through the employee passage.
The sounds of movies, laughter, playing cards, and chatting mixed together, and a lively atmosphere came towards us.
Xia Yan took the menu and asked at each table. Braised food and low-alcohol fruit wine were very popular.
The female soldier felt relaxed and comfortable, her tense nerves relaxed, and she leaned against her companions with a smile on her face. Although her belly was bulging, she always felt that her mouth was bland.
With the idea that this store would disappear if it was missed, everyone boldly asked whether the food they wanted to eat was in stock.
Xia Yan never knew how to refuse, so he said something absolutely true, "I'll look for it," and searched high and low in the mall. He added 20 points to the purchase price as profit, and quoted them an offer, asking if they wanted it.
Most of them would order it, but occasionally some would think it was too expensive and not want to eat it. Xia Yan would not say much and would walk to the next table very naturally to continue asking.
Half an hour later she left the second floor, during which time she restocked Zhikang twice. The men's bathhouse had a greater demand for side dishes, and since General Chu didn't allow them to drink to their heart's content, everyone had to eat the food with big mouthfuls.
After handing three all-purpose trash cans to Zhikang, she stretched out her arms and prepared to go back to rest. Just after she took a few steps, she heard a sound behind her.
"Boss Xia, do I have to spend points just to stay here overnight?"
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