Actually, there are some places that specifically require human labor, such as mecha parts or cooking.
These all need to be done according to requirements. Some guests want it saltier, some want it less salty, and only experienced chefs can do everything perfectly.
The same principle applies to mechs. They need to be modified according to height, weight, and build. A machine is just a template; many identical ones can be sculpted, but it cannot be adapted.
So, should you manufacture mecha parts? Or learn to cook?
I've never made mecha parts before, and it will take a while for a beginner to learn again. On the other hand, I have some experience with cooking, so I can start with that.
Large hotels and restaurants require university chef certificates, which he didn't have, so he could only start with small hotels during mealtimes.
There are quite a few jobs hiring chefs, but most require work experience, at least two or three years, so Fang Rong still hasn't found one.
He circled the area again and again, but was still at a loss. In the end, he had no choice but to turn back.
I bought some vegetables and brought them back to try my hand at cooking. I made a few boxed lunches and sent them to Fang Hua because Fang Hua was always hungry and missed mealtimes. Even if he did catch a meal, the army's mealtimes were tight, and he would have to assemble before he could eat much.
That's why Fang Rong thought of bringing him a boxed lunch. He used to not like the meals at work, so he usually brought his own. His boxed lunch skills were comparable to those of a professional chef.
They have everything: braised pork ribs, sweet and sour pork, spicy chicken, twice-cooked pork—no two dishes are the same.
The army has everything, but the food is a bit disappointing. Even the best communal meals can't be that good.
Moreover, in addition to rice, the portion of vegetables is also small. You have to understand that everyone is exercising so much and needs to replenish their nutrition. They are basically eating large pot meals every day, with occasional snacks, and they are basically full from eating rice. How can that satisfy them? So everyone is full of complaints.
At this time, Fang Hua brought him delicious home-cooked meals every day, which made people extremely jealous. Every day, people would try to get close to him, wanting to taste a bite. Even the instructors couldn't sit still.
She would occasionally step in to offer him some advice, saying, "Fang Hua, you know you should share good things, and you'll find happiness in sharing."
Fang Hua nodded and said "uh-huh," but actually continued to do things his own way, which was infuriating.
He is the kind of person who is unmoved by outside influences. If someone ostracizes him, then let them ostracize him. If they ask him to do something, then arrange work for him. He will verbally agree to do it to save trouble, but in reality, he will do whatever he is supposed to do and will not do anything extra.
If you try to reason with him, he won't even give you a second glance.
So everyone could only continue to suffer, watching him slowly eat this and bring that every day, his lunchbox never repeating itself.
You'll attract hatred a hundred times in a minute; your spine will be pierced.
Unfortunately, he was unmoved by either soft or hard tactics, and no matter how much sweet talk people gave him, he still refused to share.
They were furious, but there was nothing they could do. They kept getting the short end of the stick because they weren't strong enough to beat their opponents.
If we beat him up too early, it would be shameless for him to be feasting while everyone else is starving!
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