However, when eating the vegetables, Cheng Shi, who hadn't eaten meat in eight hundred years, unconsciously sped up her eating pace. By the end of the meal, four or five plates of food were completely empty.
Among them, Cheng and Tiezi's mother ate the most! It had been a long time since the two of them had eaten such good food. It was really too much to bear in that poor village of Changfeng.
With my stomach full, all the hard work this morning was worth it.
"Sisters-in-law, I'll wash these dishes." Cheng wiped the grease from her mouth and quickly started clearing away the dishes.
Sighing to herself, Cheng thought to herself, "If only my husband and children could eat such good food."
"Aunties, does Wanchunlou have these leftovers every day?" Cheng asked curiously.
Sister Wang readily agreed, "Of course! A big part of the reason we work at this restaurant is because we won't go hungry here!"
“You can’t see it from the kitchen, but those rich merchants ordered such a huge table of food and still couldn’t finish it. Hehe, if they can’t finish it, it’s a good deal for us, right? The manager is happy too, and he doesn’t have to feed us separately anymore. So many people in the city are desperate to get into this place, you two are quite lucky!”
Sister-in-law Wang went on and on, and when Cheng saw that both of her sisters-in-law had eaten so much that their legs were thick and their faces were round, she knew without a doubt how good the food at Wan Chun Lou was.
"We can't possibly finish all the leftovers from this restaurant by ourselves," Madam Cheng continued to ask.
She counted over two hundred plates while she was working this morning.
"Of course we can't finish it all. I always pick the best pieces that the guests have eaten the least and bring them back for us to eat. The rest are just thrown away, and I don't know where they go," said Sister Zhang.
"Oh? Can't we take some back for our families to eat?" Mrs. Cheng was thinking of bringing some back for the children to try next time she went back.
“No way! The manager said that you can eat your fill here, but once you leave Wanchunlou, you’re not allowed to take anyone with you. Otherwise, you can’t work here anymore,” said Sister Zhang.
She didn't know why the manager was so strict. It was a waste to throw away those things; it would be better to take them back for her family to eat.
However, since such a request had been made, they naturally dared not accept it. No one wanted to lose such a good job.
Cheng was somewhat disappointed and took the bowls and chopsticks to the yard to wash them. However, she had already come up with a plan: if she wasn't allowed to bring them, she could bring them secretly.
It would be a waste to let it go to waste anyway, so I might as well let her have it.
If the old woman sees that she brought back some nice things, she might look at her with new respect.
After dinner, there are still three or four hours before work starts in the evening. You can lie in bed and rest for a while, or do your own things. As long as you come back before work starts in the evening, you can leave.
Both Mrs. Zhang and Mrs. Wang were exhausted after a long morning and went back to their rooms to lie down and sleep.
Cheng and Tiezi's mother exchanged a glance. Although they were exhausted, they couldn't seem to fall asleep. It was their first time in this place, and they were a little shy.
However, the two had nowhere else to go, so they decided to sit and rest under the willow tree in the courtyard for a while.
In fact, they didn't talk for very long, and by the time it was 5 PM, the entire Wanchun Tower was bustling with activity again.
There were even more people in the evening than at noon. Cheng and Tiezi's mother sat on stools and washed dishes for three or four hours without stopping.
The dishes had barely been washed and dried when a cook came to take them and immediately plated them.
This intense work continued until 3:45 PM before gradually ending, at which point Cheng and the others finally had time to eat dinner.
This way, the workload is much higher than at home, and mealtimes are repeatedly delayed.
In the village, people can finish eating and have some free time before sunset, but here it's already dark and they still haven't eaten. If this were in the village, they could have taken a nap by now.
Cheng and Tiezi's mother still had big appetites and ate a lot for dinner. Both of them were silent, lacking the energy they had during the day.
After dinner, they were both so sleepy that they went to bed and went to sleep.
After Zhao Xiangnan returned home, he told his wife everything he had heard.
"Mother, I think we can't afford to offend this village head. Otherwise, why wouldn't we be the ones getting such a good deal as building a house for twenty coins a day?"
Zhao Xiangbei was also surprised. "What? Anyone can build a house. It's much easier than working in the mine. Twenty coins a day? Whose house is this? Such a big investment."
"I don't know. I asked several people, and none of them knew. It seems that only the village head knows the answer to this matter." Zhao Xiangnan shook his head.
Tao was massaging Zhao's wife's legs when she heard this and said in a low voice, "Who built it? We'll know once it's finished and who lives there."
Zhao Xiangnan disagreed with what Tao said; he had always looked down on this sister-in-law who was all talk and no action.
"How can that be the same? You only feel superior if you know everything before others," Zhao Xiangnan said, stroking his chin with a knowing look.
Old Mrs. Zhao remained silent. Ever since their family had rashly clashed with the village head's family over the cross-stitch incident, their more than thirty-year-long friendship had come to an end.
She later felt somewhat guilty about it, since the village head was considered an official, and offending him would not bring her any benefit.
She was truly misled by that little bitch Cheng, which is why she acted impulsively.
"Xiang Nan, when you go to work in the county tomorrow, buy two chickens and bring them back to the village head's house," Old Lady Zhao instructed.
Zhao Xiaocao was sweeping the floor when she heard that they were going to buy two chickens, and her eyes lit up. But when she heard that they were going to be given away as gifts, her heart sank.
She wants to eat meat, she dreams of eating meat, when will she be able to eat meat!
Enraged, Zhao Xiaocao swept the room a few times, and dust immediately rose up everywhere.
Zhao Xiangnan coughed a few times, choked by the dust, "Cough cough... Mother, should we buy a live or dead chicken?"
"Alive! Have you ever seen anyone send away a dead chicken? Buy a rooster!" Old Mrs. Zhao glared at her third son, annoyed that he had to ask her about such a small matter.
Zhao Xiaocao was so angry that she stopped sweeping and threw the broom outside.
Old Mrs. Zhao looked at Zhao Xiaocao's retreating figure with great dissatisfaction, "That brat's temper is getting worse and worse, she always acts like someone owes her money."
He Tiantian's house will be completed in two or three days. Every day, He Tiantian stands in front of the dilapidated temple to look at her new house.
"Wanzi's mom, I wish my house could be closer to yours. It's a pity we can't build a house here." Sister-in-law Yulan looked at He Tiantian's new house with great envy. She really wanted to be neighbors with Wanzi's family.
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