The NO.1 Food Stall in the Wasteland novel Chapter 24

Chapter 24: Chapter 24: "Then I’ll name you the Trash King.

Fu Cheng’s breath caught in his throat for two seconds before he could finally breathe again.

He knew Shen Lu was only sharing the bed with him because of her sore back. It wasn’t that he thought what she was doing was wrong.

And yet, he was incredibly nervous.

He had never been so close to a girl before.

Even when Shen Lu was his nominal fiancée, they had never even held hands.

’Are we fast-forwarding straight to sharing a bed now?’

Although, he knew nothing would happen.

While Fu Cheng was lost in his own wild thoughts, Shen Lu fell asleep almost instantly.

And she slept soundly, at that.

Fu Cheng took up more than half of the 1.2-meter bed. If Shen Lu hadn’t been so petite, they wouldn’t have been able to fit, no matter how close they pressed together.

Shen Lu was indeed a still sleeper; she woke up in the exact same position she fell asleep in.

Sleeping on a bed felt truly wonderful, even if it was just an iron slab without a mattress, blanket, or pillow.

"Beds really are the best for sleeping," Shen Lu remarked. She decided she would squeeze in with Fu Cheng again tonight.

There was no need to ask Fu Cheng about it. He was unconscious most of the time anyway, so it wasn’t like he could object.

After a quick wash and breakfast, she ate her fill and fed Fu Cheng. Then, Shen Lu had to head out to scavenge for junk again.

The sun was out a little today, and the temperature had risen by a few degrees.

Shen Lu’s forehead was beaded with sweat. Her haul was poor, and she was growing frustrated.

The detector’s red light flashed as it passed over a lens-like component. A jolt of joy went through Shen Lu. She bent down to grab it, but someone else was faster, snatching the component right from under her hand.

’Someone just snatched it from me?!’

Shen Lu frowned at the person who had snatched it. It was a woman of about forty, gaunt and swarthy, with murky eyes. The two lines running from her nose to her mouth were long and deep, giving her a harsh, cruel look.

"Ma’am, I saw that first." Shen Lu didn’t want to start a fight over nothing, so her tone was still polite.

"Does it have your name on it? Will it answer if you call?" the woman snorted. "Get one thing straight. This is a landfill. Finders keepers."

"You call this ’finding’?" Shen Lu’s face hardened. "This is blatant robbery!"

"So what if I snatched it? If you’ve got the guts, you can snatch things too." The woman didn’t give Shen Lu a second glance. With her delicate skin, she was no match for someone who had clawed her way up from the bottom for decades.

No exaggeration, she could slap the girl so hard she wouldn’t know which way was up.

She, Liu Chunhua, had a reputation in the No. 3 Landfill. Most people didn’t dare try to snatch junk from her.

Shen Lu’s already foul mood soured even further.

She’d been at the No. 3 Landfill for days, deliberately scavenging in less crowded areas to avoid conflict. She never thought someone would come looking for trouble even when she was being so careful.

A vicious glint flashed in Shen Lu’s eyes. She absolutely despised bullies who preyed on the weak.

’People like her were just asking to be taught a lesson.’

Shen Lu slipped a hand into her pocket, gripping her stun baton tightly. She said coldly, "Ma’am, I suggest you give that back to me. Or things are going to get ugly."

Liu Chunhua casually picked up a steel pipe and pointed it at Shen Lu. "Tough one, aren’t you, little girl? Don’t blame this auntie for getting rough."

Shen Lu’s lips pressed into a thin line. She stared intently at Liu Chunhua, already formulating a plan to take her down.

Liu Chunhua showed no mercy just because her opponent was a young girl. She swung the steel pipe straight for Shen Lu’s temple.

She went straight for a killing blow—a truly vicious move.

Shen Lu quickly assessed the situation and took half a step back, putting her just outside the pipe’s range.

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