"Ah? Why?" Zhao Jun asked puzzledly.

Ma Liang said: "Master Zhao has a bit of a weird temper. It's up to him to hit you more or less. If he doesn't like you, I'll give you a spoonful of vegetables and give you a shake. You won't be left with anything from your spoonful."

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While talking, the two entered the cafeteria.

At this time, three long lines had already formed in the cafeteria.

There are four windows and three long lines because there are only seven people standing in line in front of one window.

And inside the first window, the person standing was none other than Zhao Youcai.

"See, that's Master Zhao. Even though there are few people there, we can't queue up there." Ma Liang glanced around as he spoke.

After a quick glance, he didn't see anyone he knew, so he couldn't jump in line. Ma Liang said to Zhao Jun: "Brother, you line up at the second window, and I'll line up at the third window. If I get to you first, just call me. Let me take a picture of the person in front of you.

Son, if you get to me first, I will call you."

Zhao Jun heard this and said to Ma Liang: "Brother Liang, I want to go to a window and line up."

Ma Liang frowned and looked sideways at Zhao Jun, wondering why this kid was so dumbfounded. He even told him that, but he couldn't even understand.

But since Xu Baoshan said that Zhao Jun was one of his own, Ma Liang said to Zhao Jun seriously: "Brother, don't look at the few people queuing at the window, but this shows the problem. Do you know what to eat today?"

As he said that, Ma Liang pointed to the wall and saw that on the small blackboard, the first line said Chicken Stewed with Potatoes.

"Chicken stewed with potatoes." Ma Liang said: "If you go to Master Zhao's place to get food, you might get a spoon full of potatoes, not even a chicken tip."

The tip of a chicken is the butt of a chicken, what Ma Liang said is a bit exaggerated.

Zhao Jun smiled and said, "No way. Look, there are dozens of people lined up at other windows. How long will the queue last? Brother Liang, come with me. Let's go to the first window."

When Ma Liang heard this, he shook his head like a rattle and said to Zhao Jun: "Then you go to a window and wait in line. I'll finish the dishes later and I'll go find you."

With that said, Ma Liang took the lunch box and ran to the second window.

Zhao Jun came to a window. There were five people left here, and Zhao Jun was the sixth.

At this time, several people who were queuing in front of the second window saw Zhao Jun, a stranger, queuing in front of the first window. They all felt that this young boy was ignorant.

Zhao Jun vaguely heard someone saying that this guy looked like he was new at first sight.

Zhao Jun sighed inwardly, feeling a little helpless. His father was really a tyrant in this No. 1 cafeteria.

The five people soon arrived at Zhao Jun.

When he saw Zhao Jun in front of the window, Zhao Youcai raised his eyelids slightly, as if he didn't recognize his own son, and asked: "What should we eat?"

"Two rolls, one chicken stewed with potatoes." Zhao Jun said as he pressed the price on the small blackboard and handed over the money and meal tickets. Zhao Youcai took the money and meal tickets without looking at them.

It was thrown into a wooden box aside.

Zhao Jun opened the two lunch boxes one by one and placed them on the windowsill in front of the window. Zhao Youcai picked up the tongs, took out a flower roll from the large steamer next to it, and placed it in the aluminum lunch box on the left.

Then he put down the tongs, stretched his hand under the window sill, grabbed a steamed bun, and put it in the aluminum lunch box.

Zhao Jun was stunned and just about to speak, he saw that the steamed bun was split horizontally, and there seemed to be something stuck inside.

Zhao Jun did not speak, but he saw that Zhao Youcai did not serve chicken and stewed potatoes for Zhao Jun from the large basin in front of him, but opened the lid of a separate iron pot on the small stove next to him.

This iron pot is also filled with chicken stewed with potatoes. But unlike the large vegetable pot with not much chicken, this small pot is mostly filled with chicken and only a few scattered pieces of potatoes.

One spoon, two spoons.

Normally one scoop is one serving.

But Zhao Jun asked for a portion, so Zhao Youcai gave him two spoons in a row.

And with two tablespoons, the aluminum lunch box is almost full.

"Eat it," Zhao Youcai said.

Zhao Jun smiled at Zhao Youcai, took the lunch box and left.

At this time, most people were still queuing at the other three windows, and only a few people finished their meals and sat down to eat.

Zhao Jun easily found a table against the wall and sat down. Seeing no one around him, he secretly opened the steamed bun and saw a fried egg inside.

"My dad can't poison me, can he?" A thought suddenly flashed through Zhao Jun's mind, but then he smiled, took out the fried egg, stacked it from the middle with chopsticks, and then stuffed the whole thing into his mouth and chewed it.

Get up.

It smells so good!

These days, the winter in Northeast China is so cold that the hens in the countryside can no longer lay eggs.

Few people in the village can eat eggs. The few eggs Zhao Jun ate at home were all eaten by Zhao Youcai from the canteen.

After finishing the omelette, Zhao Jun took the steamed buns and started to eat the chicken.

When the chicken was almost eaten and both halves of the steamed buns were finished, Zhao Jun was already full.

It has to be said that if you have oil and water, you will save food.

Zhao Jun clicked the lunch box containing the flower rolls. Since he couldn't eat them, he took them back.

But at this moment, two aluminum lunch boxes were dropped opposite him.

Ma Liang angrily sat down opposite Zhao Jun and said, "These people are just trying to rob each other. We have just celebrated the New Year and there is no shortage of oil and water. Why are they all rushing to study hard?"

Zhao Jun smiled when he heard this. In the cafeteria, steamed buns cost one cent and two, and flower rolls cost one cent and five taels.

Although the flower rolls are expensive, they are oily and salty, making them more delicious than steamed buns.

Most people may steam steamed buns, but they will never make Hanamaki.

Ma Liang has been looking forward to the stars and the moon, and has been looking forward to this flower roll for a long time.

Zhao Jun opened the aluminum lunch box that had just been fastened, pushed the lunch box in front of Ma Liang, and said, "Brother Liang, I haven't touched this, you can eat it."

Ma Liang was stunned and quickly said: "How is this good?"

But he wanted to eat it too much, so he said to Zhao Jun: "Then I will give you the money and meal tickets."

Zhao Jun waved his hand and said with a smile: "Brother Liang, you have to follow the old principles. You are my master. A paper is nothing."

Ma Liang smiled and said: "Okay, then I won't be polite to you. If anything happens in the future, I will protect you."

Just as he said this, Ma Liang's eyes suddenly fell on Zhao Jun's hand and saw the pile of chicken bones that looked like a hill.

Ma Liang was shocked.

Seeing Ma Liang stunned, Zhao Jun whispered: "Brother Liang, hurry up and eat. The food will be cold in a while."

Ma Liang picked up his chopsticks, pointed at the pile of chicken bones, and asked Zhao Jun: "Brother, you just went to work and there is no food like this. How many portions did you order?"

"One serving."

Ma Liang looked at Zhao Jun with wide eyes and said in disbelief: "How much can one portion give you? How many meal tickets did you spend?"

"Same as you." Zhao Jun knew that Ma Liang was Xu Baoshan's apprentice, and there were some things he couldn't hide from him, so he changed the topic and said, "But even if I don't pay for the meal, Master Zhao still has to get me food.

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Ma Liang looked at Zhao Jun in surprise. Thinking of his master's care for him and the pile of chicken bones, Ma Liang couldn't help but ask Zhao Jun: "Brother, tell me the truth, who are you?"

As he spoke, Ma Liang didn't even eat the chicken stewed with potatoes. He counted on his fingers and said, "I heard that Zhang Zhang's family is a girl, and Secretary Bai's family seems to have a boy, but he seems to be still in school."
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"Okay, Brother Liang." Zhao Jun laughed, stopped him and said: "Brother Liang, you may have misunderstood. What I mean is..."
Chapter completed!