"what time is it now?"

"I looked at the clock in the boiler room just now. It's almost 11 o'clock."

"Do you have any plans for lunch? Let's go to your house for something to eat?"

"It's done! It's just a few steps, it won't take more than a few minutes."

"Haha~ Let's forget it. Your family doesn't have enough food either."

"Look! Are you looking down on me? You can still afford to take care of one or two meals."

"Okay, okay. How much does it cost to eat on the stove in the bathhouse at noon?"

When Ma Erbao heard this, he walked up to Zhou Wenzhong and sat down.

"For 2 yuan, I'll give you four steamed buns made with 55-meter flour. I'll also give you a stack of pickles, a pot high!"

"What is 55 powder?"

"50% fine grains, 50% coarse grains! It's usually corn flour and sorghum flour. Some places have 37 flour, and some places have 28 flour. 28 flour steamed buns are awesome, and 80% of them are white flour."

"Okay! That's it. I'll rub my back for a while, and then we'll find a bed and lie down for a while. Aren't you going home at noon?"

Ma Erbao rubbed the mud on his arm and replied: "If I don't go back, I will save a meal."

"Co-writing means eating from me and saving your family's food."

"hey-hey……"

While the two were talking, they saw someone holding a towel and shouting: "Ma Gen, the second young master! The second young master of the Magen family! Hurry! There will be something to do soon!"

"Here it is! Stop shouting! I'm going now!"

"Brother Zhong, please go and rub your back quickly. I won't go. It's not good to keep asking people for nothing."
Chapter completed!