Silly Zhu Zi Making Things Difficult
At noon, Donald came to the cafeteria with a lunch box.
"Give me two steamed buns with white flour, one steamed bun with miscellaneous grains, and one cabbage and tofu each.”
Donald placed the lunchbox by the window and handed over the meal ticket.
You have to buy a meal ticket.
Ten cents per card.
It was actually quite cheap.
You can only buy a catty of rice with ten cents.
In the canteen, you can eat two dishes, one of which is tofu.
There were two steamed buns and a multi-grain steamed bun for the main course.
This steamed bun was huge.
Half a catty each.
Just these two steamed buns alone required six taels of flour.
In addition to the miscellaneous grain steamed buns.
Although coarse grain was cheap, the amount was still heavy.
In general, the value of this meal was more than ten cents, about fifteen cents. It was a little expensive because there was pork fat in the dishes.
It was considered a benefit of the factory.
The person who was getting food for Donald happened to be Silly Zhu.
"Hey, isn't this the popular person in the factory, the Level 8 fitter, Little Tang? You are the pride of our academy.”
"It's nothing. It's just that the factory director is too fond of her.”Donald said humbly.
"I think so too. You're only 19 years old. How can you be a Level 8 fitter? Tell me, how much money did you give the factory manager? I want to give some too. Maybe I'll become a first-grade chef in an instant.”
Silly Zhu said sarcastically.
"Does your family live in Dunhuang?" Donald suddenly asked.
"No, I'm not. Aren't I staying in the same hospital as you?”
"That's strange. Why do you have so many murals?”
"Hahahaha!"
The people around him laughed when they heard that.
Silly Zhu's face couldn't pull down anymore.
He picked the two smallest ones from the pile of steamed buns and picked the ugliest one.
When she was picking up the vegetables, her hands were shaking as if she had Alzheimer's. She shook and shook until only one-third of the spoonful of vegetables was left.
"Next!" Silly Zhu passed the lunchbox to Donald and shouted to the back.
"Haha." Donald smiled.
Since you're courting death, don't blame me.
It just so happened that he still had one of the three times of decomposition and synthesis given by the system.
Donald left the team.
Then, he stood not far away and stared at Silly Zhu, thinking in his heart.
" Use biological decomposition." Then, he dragged Silly Pillar's shadow into the breakdown column.
"You still want to become a first-grade chef? Go eat sh * t!”
Very quickly, the system broke down Silly Pillar's shadow.
Donald soon saw the chef's skills.
He didn't expect that Silly Pillar's cooking skills were so advanced.
Level 5 Chef.
In reality, Shazhu was only a level 7 chef. With the two yuan allowance from the head chef in the canteen, he had a monthly salary of 37.50 yuan.
Chefs were different from fitters.
Chefs had higher levels with lower numbers, while fitter had higher levels with higher numbers. The two were exactly the opposite.
" Extracting level 5 chef skills."
Donald extracted the chef's skill and stuffed the rest of the things back into the shadow.
"Fuse the level 5 chef skill with me.”
"Combining, please wait.
Consumes one biosynthesis, synthesis successful.”
Some information suddenly appeared in Donald's mind.
This was about the recipe, heat control, and cooking method of some dishes.
Not only that, but he also obtained some muscle memory.
For example, knife skills.
Moreover, the student surpassed the master.
He was a level 8 fitter, and his hands were strong and stable. With this buff, his knife skills had far surpassed that of Silly Pillar.
He felt that he could already become a chef in the Lan Zhou Ramen.
Using a cow for three years was not a problem at all.
It was normal to cut a piece of beef so that light could pass through.
In terms of cutting skills, he was no different from a first-grade chef.
The rest were still a little lacking.
According to the system notification, he was not a level 5 chef now.
It was a Level 4 chef.
This was an evolution.
At this moment, Silly Zhu suddenly felt that he had forgotten something.
However, he didn't think too much about it. After all, he still had to get food for his colleagues.
"Let's see what you're going to do tomorrow afternoon."
Donald picked up his lunch and sat down.
At this moment, his disciple, Wang Dali, also came to his side.
"What happened? Master, why are your dishes so much lesser than mine?”
"It's fine. I don't have much appetite recently. I deliberately asked the chef to make less food.”
"Master, are you sick?"
"No, no. We just got married a few days ago. We've been eating meat for the past few days, and the oil is about to come out of our throats, so we should eat less.”
"Ah, Master, you're married. What a pity. I have a sister that I wanted to introduce to you.”Wang Dali was annoyed.
"Is your sister your biological daughter?" Donald looked at Wang Dali's body shape and face shape, then asked.
"My biological daughter. My sister looks so much like me. Everyone says that she has a good husband's life. It's such a pity. If I had known, I would have introduced my sister to you a month ago.”
"Cough cough, forget it. Fate is something that was cultivated in my previous life.”
Donald thought to himself,'You're 1.8 meters tall, 180 pounds, and you have a patriotic look on your face. That sister who looks like you is probably about the same.'
Then, would he be considered to have married a wife or become sworn brothers?
The canteen in the factory hardly prepared any food at night.
Everyone went home to eat.
For those with small appetites, they would have two steamed buns and one steamed bun at noon. They might even be able to save two steamed buns to bring home for their wives and children.
He would probably only eat one of the two dishes and save the rest to take home.
Two meals for a dime.
And the whole family ate it.
It was definitely not enough, but cooking some porridge at home was just a handful of rice.
Who wouldn't starve these days?
Not long after Donald returned home that night, Dilinazar also rode her bicycle home.
This was a good thing these days. They basically wouldn't work overtime unless there were special circumstances.
The little girl was a little different. Because of the nature of her work, she had to work overtime when she had a performance, but she was paid for overtime.
Although it wasn't much, it might be just a food stamp or a few cents.
However, money was really valuable at this time.
Food stamps were a hard currency that was harder than money.
This kind of benefit was the best.
During dinner, the two of them were very intimate and sweet.
It felt like a day apart was like three years.
As for what happened after dinner.
There weren't many entertainment activities these days.
He could only work hard to make Little Silver.
"Phew, Brother Tang, I might have to go on a business trip next week.”
Dilinazar said.
"What's wrong?"
"Next week, our Song and Dance Art Troupe will be going to Jinmen for about three days.”Dilinza frowned.
"There's nothing we can do about it. We have to follow the organization's arrangements.”
"But I can't bear to part with you."
"It doesn't matter. If the relationship between the two is long, how can it be day and night?”
"I like hearing this. I want more!"
"What else do you want?"
"What do you think? Of course, it's to listen to you recite love poems."
"I see. I almost misunderstood you.”
The two of them whispered some private words under the blanket, which was not worth mentioning to outsiders.
Xu Damao was very angry because Lou Xiao'e was scolding him.
"Listen, listen. It's been two hours, and we're finally resting. You're always two minutes each time, so it's probably your problem that you don't have a child.
Let's go to the hospital for a checkup tomorrow, both of us!”
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