The NO.1 Food Stall in the Wasteland novel Chapter 182

Chapter 182: Chapter 182: Slack Off Today, Become a Slave Tomorrow

Everyone was very satisfied with the staff meal. Only Shu Meng was a little unhappy.

If she had known, she wouldn’t have been in such a hurry to show off yesterday. Instead, Song Zhigao got to look good, while she ended up being the guinea pig who rushed in first.

But she wasn’t discouraged. One staff meal didn’t mean anything. Besides, there was a one-month trial period. It was still anyone’s game.

The afternoon was spent prepping ingredients again. At 5:30 PM, the four trial employees could clock out and leave.

Wang Xiaohui and Wang Xiaoci came by to deliver the metal Shen Lu wanted. Including what they collected yesterday, it came to 50 Star Coins in total.

The two little girls took the money, their faces flushed with excitement. "Thank you, Boss Shen."

"No need to thank me. You earned this with your own labor." Shen Lu patted the two children on the head and watched them skip away, pulling their small cart.

For dinner, Shen Lu finished the pickled fish she had started yesterday. She also stir-fried some chives with shredded lettuce stems and made steamed eggs with clams.

She used the steam-convection oven she won in the lottery yesterday to make the steamed eggs with clams. She had placed it in an empty spot against the kitchen wall this morning, so now was the perfect time to see how well it worked.

Steamed eggs with clams was a dish that required no real skill. The clams, having purged their sand, needed to be briefly boiled in water. The moment they opened, you had to scoop them out, or they would get tough.

Beat the eggs, add the cooled clam broth, strain the mixture into a container, arrange the clams on top, cover with a layer of plastic wrap, and steam.

After it was done, she added a dash of soy sauce and some chopped scallions, and it was ready to eat.

Fu Cheng could now barely manage to eat with a spoon, but not for very long. He was also slow, and would grow exhausted halfway through the meal.

But Shen Lu was already very satisfied.

’At least it saves me half the effort, right?’

Today, Fu Cheng seemed to have a particular fondness for the steamed eggs with clams. He barely touched the pickled fish or the stir-fried chives and lettuce stems, finishing the steamed eggs first.

Shen Lu asked, "You like this, huh?"

Fu Cheng paused for a moment before nodding slowly. "Yes."

Shen Lu smiled. "Then I’ll make it for you again tomorrow."

Fu Cheng: "Okay."

In truth, there wasn’t a single dish Shen Lu made that he didn’t like.

But of the three dishes at dinner tonight, the steamed eggs with clams was the easiest for him to eat.

He never expected Shen Lu to misunderstand.

After finishing the steamed eggs, Fu Cheng’s left hand had no strength left. Shen Lu, who had quickly finished her own meal, took the spoon and continued to feed him.

She fed him the rest of the meal in no time. Tidying up the plates, Shen Lu said, "I’ll be up in a bit to change your bandages."

Fu Cheng gave a slight nod, his fingers tightening into a fist under the blanket.

’Is it time to change the bandages again?’

Shen Lu returned quickly. She first went to the bathroom to get a basin of warm water and a towel, then retrieved the medicine and gauze from the bedside table.

Fu Cheng’s injuries had healed a lot. Some spots no longer needed to be wrapped in gauze, so the time it took to change his dressings was cut in half compared to before.

That being the case, she really ought to buy Fu Cheng a few changes of clothes.

Before, there were few places on his body that didn’t need to be bandaged, making clothes more of a hindrance. But now that many of the bandages were off, being naked made it easy for the medicine to get smeared on the blankets.

Shen Lu sighed. "I should have gotten you some pajamas sooner."

’If I had bought them earlier, I could just give them to you to use now.’

Fu Cheng’s voice was raspy as he squeezed out two words: "It’s fine."

Seeing her troubled over him, Fu Cheng wanted to say more, but that was all he could manage right now.

A word or two at most. He couldn’t say more, or his throat would hurt.

Shen Lu made a mental note to buy clothes for Fu Cheng. She planned to pick up a couple of outfits tomorrow when she went to get vegetables.

For now, that was all she could do.

Shen Lu flattened the head of the bed to make it easier for Fu Cheng to sleep, tidied up the spare bedroom, and went out with the basin.

After dumping the water and washing the towel, Shen Lu took a shower herself, washing away the day’s exhaustion.

With the matter of increasing the shop’s defense rating on her mind, Shen Lu no longer had the patience to save up Lottery Tickets.

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