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Chapter 021 Omelette Rice

Due to winter, night falls early. When Lin Yaren got home from get off work at five o'clock in the convenience store, the street lights on the street were already lit up.

On the way back, he was carrying a large plastic bag full of snacks and drinks in his right hand. These things were not eaten by themselves, they were all bought for Yamada Miku.

Although Lin Yaren's working hours range from 8 am to 5 pm, he worked for a total of nine hours, in theory, he should have earned nine hours of hourly wages.

In fact, the hour I spent at lunch break and had lunch was not considered working even if I was staying in a convenience store. This would have to be deducted for one hour, which was only counted as eight hours of working hours.

Lin Yaren’s personal insight is that no matter in any era, any country, or the bosses in the world are like birds from beginning to end.

Where this place can be exploited, it will be resolutely exploited to the end, so as to realize his ideal life.

He learned from his mistakes and made up his mind that the path of working people is not only difficult to walk, but also very hard. If he wants to achieve financial freedom, he can only invest and start a business.

Lin Yaren, who returned to Yamada's house, once he put down the large plastic bag on his right hand and put it on the warm table, he said to Yamada Miya who had already returned home: "I'm late when I'm back from work. I'll cook now. If you're hungry, then eat some snacks to keep your stomach."

"Brother Yasuno, you're tired for a day, so sit down and rest! I'll make the dinner." Yamada Miya was waiting for him to come back before he was about to cook in person.

"Can you do it?" Lin Yaren didn't really believe in the cooking skills of this 14-year-old beautiful girl.

"What does it mean? Although I am not as professional as you in cooking, the egg bread rice is delicious." Yamada Miku was full of confidence. Her cooking skills were all forced by reality.

Not only did his own mother die of cancer three years ago, but his father was also a family-loving man. When he came back, he left some money for his brother and sister and lived with his lover.

As for his brother, he inherited the tradition of RB men not cooking and focused on studying (work). Even if he had three meals a day and had bread, it would be fine.

As a girl or an RB girl, she definitely can't do it. If she was still in elementary school, she would start to learn to cook.

At the beginning, the process was really not very good, but she could eat it. After she worked hard several times, she gained more relevant experience and gradually became delicious.

Lin Yaren looked at her confident appearance and couldn't help but smile and asked, "Do you only know how to make egg bread rice?"

"Nonsense. I can make a lot of things. Among them are poached eggs, omelettes, curry rice, fried broccoli..." Yamada Miku stretched out his fingers one by one and counted them.

Lin Yaren knew that she knew some basic family dishes as soon as she heard it. However, it was already very good. Even among the current RB and second-year junior high school girls, there are many people who can only eat, but they can't cook.

In his opinion, it is true that poor children have long been born. If Yamada's future mother was still alive, she would probably not have done what she said.

Lin Yaren waited until she counted her ten fingers before she smiled and said, "You are a professional player in Japanese cuisine. I really can't do it."

"Then you just wait for the meal." Yamada Miyaki said with a smile.

Lin Yaren nodded and sat down. He not only stood in the convenience store for a day, but also carried out a certain amount of physical labor.

Even if he was young, he was still a little tired. He completely relaxed and felt comfortable when he sat on the tatami.

After a while, Yamada Miku wore a standard white Japanese kitchen dress and started working hard in his own kitchen.

Lin Yaren, who had put his feet under the warm table, heard the sound of cooking coming from the kitchen, and began to think about himself in his head.

Most people will just let themselves go completely after finishing work. For RB men, the happiest time is to drink some wine during dinner and look 70% or 80% drunk before they can go home and lie down and sleep.

The next day, we continued to repeat everything from yesterday. We just lived in a established social cycle day after day, month after month, year after year.

For RB women, the proportion of drinking will still be very high. They do not drink more in izakaya like RB men, but they drink more at home.

Even if they don’t drink, there are other things that can be used to pass the time and relieve stress, that is, shopping, and buying and buying.

Lin Yaren will give a necessary summary of what happened today. If he is doing exactly the same thing as ordinary people, he will also have no possibility of breaking out of the established damn social cycle.

If he was exploited, ruled, and enslaved in his previous life, then he would definitely, absolutely, absolutely, never live the kind of life he had in his previous life again.

His ideal is to go from an exploited class to an exploited class, from a ruling class to a ruling class, from enslaved to enslave others.

Only in this way can I live the high-quality life I really want. Otherwise, his rebirth will become meaningless.

It’s nothing more than changing the country and era, and living the ordinary life of my previous life that I changed the soup and didn’t change the medicine.

As Lin Yaren thought about it, she naturally thought of Li Yuner. She got along very well with the other party on this day.

Of course, the other party is indeed good-looking. As a man, it is extremely normal for him to have this idea.

He is not a rookie who entered the social work for the first day, so he naturally knows the importance of maintaining a good interpersonal relationship. Even if it is just a place that won’t stay for a long time, it is necessary.

Although the middle-aged bald man who was a store manager was relatively strict and had obvious machismos, his character was not bad and he was considered to be more upright.

As Lee Yoon-er said to herself, he would not speak frivolously to young girls, nor would he be frivolous.

However, it was really hateful that he deducted one hour of working hours for himself and others. According to the other party, it was not his own wishes, but the company's regulations.
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