The NO.1 Food Stall in the Wasteland novel Chapter 95

Chapter 95: Chapter 95: Consider It a Loan

Ye Fan looked carefree and clumsy, but he wasn’t sloppy with his work. After she explained the key points of frying shrimp, he never made the same mistake again.

The one-touch cleaning machine was still tirelessly washing the shrimp, so Shen Lu had to wash the vegetables for the staff meal herself.

However, the ingredients provided by the system were very clean, so a simple rinse was all they needed.

She broke the cabbage into chunks, cut the tofu into cubes, minced the pickled vegetables, and sliced the pork loin into shreds. After chopping some ginger, garlic, and scallions for aromatics, the prep work was done.

Shen Lu taught Cai Su how to stir-fry shredded pork with green peppers while she herself made the pickled vegetable and tofu soup.

Cooking has its basic formulas. Shen Lu wasn’t professionally trained; she was a self-taught enthusiast who enjoyed teaching. After watching countless videos and following many recipes, she had developed her own set of principles.

For a complete novice like Cai Su, it was very useful.

With Shen Lu watching over her, Cai Su’s first attempt at stir-frying didn’t turn out too bad. Of course, a dish of this quality was only good enough for a staff meal; Shen Lu would never sell it to customers.

Needless to say, mealtime was another whirlwind of ravenous eating.

Shen Lu knew everyone was craving a proper meal, so she had intentionally made extra. Each dish was served in a stainless steel basin the size of a pumpkin, but even so, all three dishes and the large basin of rice were wiped clean.

The three men’s appetites were particularly astounding; they polished off nearly two-thirds of the food by themselves.

Ye Fan rubbed his bulging stomach, feeling very satisfied.

’Real food is so much more satisfying. Nutrient liquid is convenient, but it just doesn’t hit the spot.’

Before the meal, Shen Lu had steamed two portions of egg custard. These were for her two patients.

Cai Su went to the clinic to deliver a meal, while Shen Lu went upstairs to feed Fu Cheng. The others could clean up, rest, or keep working if they wanted—they had an hour of free time.

After feeding Fu Cheng, Shen Lu gave him temporary sharing access and asked if there was anything he wanted to buy.

Fu Cheng thought about it seriously for a moment, then slowly typed out a few words.

Fu Cheng: Light Brain.

Shen Lu was surprised. ’She had offered to buy him one before, but he had refused. Why did he want one now?’

"How about you wait a day? I’m going to the Upper City District the day after tomorrow, so I can pick one up for you then. As you know, the things they sell in the Lower City District aren’t as good as in the Upper City District."

Fu Cheng: Okay.

A moment later, he typed again.

Fu Cheng: Consider it a loan from you.

’Shen Lu had already helped him so much. He couldn’t take advantage of her kindness and constantly exploit her.’

’Her kindness, her help—he would repay her for all of it one day.’

Shen Lu understood.

’Men have their pride, after all.’

"Alright. I’ll keep the receipt, and you can just pay me back according to the price on it."

Shen Lu closed the temporary sharing access. "I’m heading out to buy a few things."

Shen Lu took a rickshaw to the supermarket and bought all the small things she was missing at home in one go. She also picked up a few items for the shop. Then she went to the pharmacy and bought a month’s supply of medicine and bandages for Fu Cheng, along with some adhesive bandages and medications for minor ailments like diarrhea and allergies.

’Even though her ingredients and cooking process are absolutely hygienic and harmless, the human body is a strange thing. What if someone has an intolerance or allergy to a certain ingredient?’

’For the sake of her popularity value and satisfaction rating, it was always better to be a little overprepared.’

After putting the things away on the second floor, her break time was just about over.

The afternoon was another round of hard work. To maximize efficiency, Shen Lu fired up all the stoves, frying shrimp on one and braising them on another.

Even so, by eight or nine in the evening, they still hadn’t finished all ten thousand jin of crayfish. There were still over three thousand jin left untouched.

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