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Chapter 49 Lunch

Seeing that Zhou continued to do the work at hand, Hu Changan also breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, he was not recognized.

However, just when Hu Changan was stunned, a thick slap silently hit Hu Changan, and a rough voice exploded in Hu Changan's ears: "Boy, new here? What are you doing standing still!"

Hu Changan staggered as he was photographed. When he turned around, he saw a bearded man staring at him with an unkind expression.

When the craftsmen working on the side saw the big man coming, they rushed forward and complimented him one after another.

"Good morning, foreman Wei, why did you come to work so early today? Did you sleep well yesterday?"

"Foreman Wei, are you satisfied with the sheepskin cushion I gave you yesterday?"

This posture is simply better than Zhu Yuanzhang's posture in the palace.

At least every time Hu Changan met Zhu Yuanzhang, he directly asked the ministers to start the discussion, without so many roundabout "greetings".

Hu Changan couldn't help but sneered in his heart.

But after all, he had just arrived, and it was hard for Hu Changan to be too outstanding, so he also shouted "Hello, Leader Wei".

Surrounded by everyone, Foreman Wei nodded with satisfaction and smiled particularly greasy.

After a while, everyone dispersed.

When Foreman Wei saw that Hu Changan was still standing there stupidly, he couldn't help but feel a little annoyed. He shouted at Hu Changan: "Boy, hurry up and move the firewood, be careful if the fire goes out, you will be the one to watch."

"Okay, okay." Hu Changan responded casually and followed a group of teenagers to move firewood.

As he walked, Hu Changan could still hear Foreman Wei's rude muttering behind him: "This kid is really ignorant, be careful if you don't do your job well, I'll beat you up."

Hu Changan couldn't help but snorted in his heart.

Although the ancient hierarchy was relatively strict and harsh on the servants, such simple and crude management methods were still rare.

This foreman Wei is really a talented person.

Not only is there no necessary pre-job training, there is no even the most basic demonstration operation.

In this way, novices can easily injure themselves due to misoperation!

Even if you are lucky enough not to hurt yourself, it would definitely not be efficient if you directly put newbies on the job.

It seems that it is urgent to instill modern management experience into these ancient people!

Otherwise, even if modern machinery and equipment are installed, the efficiency will definitely not be improved.

Hu Changan thought back and thought that the most important thing now was to do his job well.

Although Hu Changan has never actually made soap, fortunately, Hu Changan redeemed this method in the system himself, and he has some knowledge of soap making.

This morning finally passed peacefully.

Compared with other skilled workers, although Hu Changan's efficiency is not very high, at least he didn't make any mistakes.

While Hu Changan was working hard, suddenly there was a sound of trumpets like the morning.

After hearing this, everyone around them stopped what they were doing, packed up and got ready to go out.

Hu Changan was a little confused, so he quickly grabbed a young man next to him and asked: "Hello, may I ask what this trumpet sound is..."

Fortunately, the young man did not put on airs like foreman Wei, but said to Hu Chang'an in a friendly manner: "Hey, you're new here, don't you know, that's the sound of dinner starting in our cafeteria."

"It's too remote here. It's not practical to deliver food or eat out. Manager Wang specially found a few cooks to cook for us."

"You go as soon as possible. If you're late, you'll have to eat scraps."

Hu Changan couldn't help but feel moved in his heart.

Finally, the king did a good thing and deserves praise.

Hu Changan packed up his work and followed the crowd to a house.

This is probably a place specifically used for eating in the workshop.

In the house, there are more than a dozen long wooden tables and benches neatly placed, with dozens of ceramic bowls neatly placed on them, filled with crystal clear white rice and various dishes, which makes people wonder.

Great appetite.

The craftsmen who came early have already eaten first, and the remaining people are also coming here one after another.

After working hard all morning, Hu Changan was naturally very hungry. He quickly found a place to sit down and ate heartily.

I have to say that this meal is really good, with both pork and chicken, as well as small green vegetables that are rare in this season, which makes people appetite.

However, just as Hu Changan was feasting, a panicked voice interrupted Hu Changan.

The person who came was none other than Hu Changan’s roommate, Xiao Zhang.

I saw Xiao Zhang's face full of anxiety, and he wanted to rush up and snatch Hu Changan's bowl away: "Tie Zhu, you are crazy, this is where the stewards sit, and the place for us ordinary workers to eat is at the back!"

Hu Changan took a closer look.

Sure enough, there was really no one in the circle next to him. Instead, there was a large group of workers crowded together far away from the boss.

Hu Changan was completely dumbfounded.

Why do you even have to wait for a meal?

Hu Changan was holding the rice in his hand. It was neither eating nor eating.

Keep eating, Xiao Zhang said so, it would be bad if something happens again.

Don't eat it. It's obvious that the chopsticks have moved. Who wants to continue eating?

Just when Hu Changan was struggling, a person who looked like a staff member in the cafeteria noticed something unusual here, and ran over in a panic, so scared that his headscarf almost fell off: "Newcomer, who allowed you to be here?"

Are you eating here?"

"This is where the stewards eat. Go back to where you should be!"

When Xiao Zhang saw this, he quickly apologized and reassured the canteen staff, and it took a lot of effort to fool the man.

The man had a cold face and took away the meal Hu Changan was eating.

Hu Changan had no choice but to go with Xiao Zhang to the place where the workers ate at the back.

The food that workers eat is far worse than that of stewards.

This rice, at first glance, looks like old rice purchased at a low price. There is also a lot of brown rice mixed in, which makes your teeth gritty when you eat it.

And the side dishes were only a few pitiful pickles.

The portion of the meal was so small that even a young man like Hu Changan didn't feel full after eating it, let alone those men in their prime.

Hu Changan saw that many people took out the big cakes he had prepared from their arms after finishing their meals and gnawed them with relish.

Even Xiao Zhang took out a sesame cake from his arms and ate it with great enjoyment.

Seeing Hu Changan's hands empty, Xiao Zhang couldn't help but be a little surprised, and asked gossiping: "Tie Zhu, you didn't bring any dry food, right?"

Hu Changan could only nodded sheepishly.

"Hey, how can this be done? If you don't have enough at noon, you won't have the energy to work in the afternoon!" Xiao Zhang said as he broke off half of his cake and handed it to Hu Changan in a friendly manner.

Hu Changan was also disrespectful and started to eat after thanking him.

Although this cake doesn't taste very good, it is Xiao Zhang's idea after all.

Hu Changan ate very quickly and finished the cake in a short time.

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