The NO.1 Food Stall in the Wasteland novel Chapter 269

Chapter 269: Chapter 269: Boss Shen is the World’s Best Boss

But this wasn’t a long-term solution. It would be much better to have beds. The weather was getting colder, and sleeping on the floor made it easy to catch a cold.

Yang Jing decided to try her luck at the junkyard, hoping to scavenge some usable materials to piece together a bed.

"Don’t go into the restaurant for no reason. Stay in the backyard and the sheet-metal house. If you need to go out, use the back door, and make sure to tell me in advance."

Shen Lu had installed a back door in the backyard overnight. It had cost her 5,000 popularity value, and she chose the best model. Without her command, no one could enter or exit freely; not even an atomic bomb could blast it open.

"Little Deer, I’d like to go out this afternoon," Yang Jing immediately said to Shen Lu. "There are no beds here, so I’m going to the junkyard to take a look."

Shen Lu agreed. It wasn’t that she couldn’t afford to buy beds for the Liu Family, but it was better that Yang Jing wanted to be self-reliant.

The more she interacted with her, the more Shen Lu realized that, aside from favoring sons over daughters, Yang Jing was a decent person. She was hardworking and honest, just a bit too obedient.

Liu Qiang was a bit worse than Yang Jing. Not only did he favor sons, but he was also something of a male chauvinist. Shen Lu really disliked men like him and planned to deal with him and Liu Yaozu together.

Neither the father’s nor the son’s injuries were particularly severe. People here had robust constitutions. With ten to fifteen days of proper rest, they would be mostly healed.

Xiao Lang ran over and hugged Shen Lu’s leg. "Sister Shen, the big truck with the vegetables is here!"

Shen Lu patted his little head. "Okay, I’m on my way."

After signing for the ingredients and arranging the various tasks, Shen Lu was cutting meat when she suddenly remembered something.

"Oh, that’s right. Sister Meng, Xin Yu, Deng Ying, your probationary period officially ends today. I plan to sign all of you on as permanent staff. Are you willing?"

Shen Lu was quite satisfied with these three employees. They had been working together for nearly a month, and the atmosphere was harmonious and pleasant.

Besides, the number of daily tasks was always increasing. She would need more and more employees in the future, so starting to build up her staff now was quite farsighted.

"I am, I’m willing!" Xin Yu was the first to respond. "Boss, thank you for signing me!"

Xin Yu knew he wasn’t a natural in the kitchen, so he worked incredibly hard every day. His knife skills had already improved immensely, and he believed that with time, he’d continue to get better and better.

Previously, Xin Yu had been afraid that Shen Lu wouldn’t give him the time or the chance. Deng Ying was younger than him, but her talent far surpassed his own.

In just one month, Deng Ying had already mastered eighty percent of Sister Cai’s knife skills. She could shred potatoes quickly and perfectly. Many times, he had seen Shen Lu look at Deng Ying with an expression that clearly said she was a promising student. He’d always felt dejected at those moments, thinking he’d lost his chance to become a permanent employee.

Who would have thought that Shen Lu would sign him on as well!

’Boss Shen is the best boss in the entire world!’

’Bar none!’

Deng Ying and Shu Meng were momentarily stunned, then their faces lit up with joy.

This was especially true for Deng Ying. She was young and quiet, not like Xin Yu, who could effortlessly blend in with everyone around him. Her family always said she was too withdrawn and socially awkward, and they weren’t optimistic about her chances of becoming a permanent employee.

"If you can’t stay at the restaurant, you’ll get married," her mother had told her more than once. "You’re already 19. Look at everyone else your age—they’re all married. Who else is still at home like you, turning into an old maid?"

"Your brother is already in his twenties; it’s time for him to get married too. Little Ying, if you don’t get married, how will your brother afford a wife?"

"Don’t blame your mother for being heartless. Isn’t every family like this?"

At this thought, tears of relief streamed down Deng Ying’s face.

’This is wonderful! I don’t have to get married!’

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