After Wu Ming and Elizabeth joined the work, Agou, who was originally responsible for maintaining order, also helped distribute food. The efficiency of workers receiving food suddenly increased several times.
Soon, under the orderly distribution, most of the workers had received the distributed food.
Next!
The worker who had received the food in front was filled with excitement. He kept licking his lips and walked away holding the vegetable soup in his hand. At the call, a thin, dull-looking man came forward.
Christina picked up a paper bowl, poured a large spoonful of soup into the cardboard bowl, and then took a piece of bread and handed it to him: Come, eat slowly.
The man took it blankly and subconsciously looked at the food in the cardboard bowl.
The vegetable soup is fresh and fragrant. The wild rice, potatoes, onions and carrots cut into small pieces are dotted with the milky white viscous soup. The thick milky aroma is mixed with the aroma of the vegetables and spices. The bread on your hand is also crispy and warm. It's hot, as if it's just baked, with a sweet smell and the unique aroma of bread. Just this visual and olfactory stimulation makes the man's mouth secrete a lot of saliva, and he swallows hard. A mouthful of saliva. Junqu Pavilion
Okay, after receiving the food, you can go to the side to eat, next.
However, the man did not move.
This honest and dull man hesitated for a long time and finally spoke. He pointed at this paper bowl. Can I get a few more servings of this?
Do you think it's not enough? When Christina saw him asking this question, she thought he wanted to eat more like everyone else, so she enthusiastically explained that if she felt it was not enough, she could finish what she had on hand first and then queue up again to get one. We would distribute it every time The food is too much. If you eat too much at once, you may get diarrhea.
As a result, the man shook his head: No, I still have a few children at home, and I want to take some back to them.
Christina frowned in confusion: Have children? And how many are there?
If she remembers correctly, workers in Night City rarely form families because factories often over-squeeze workers ruthlessly. If a female worker is unfortunate enough to be pregnant, the foreman will definitely kick her out of the factory. Turn around and hire cheaper workers to do the work.
And there is another thing that maybe these workers don’t know, but Christina, as an intellectual aristocrat, knows it very well.
The cost of living for these people is strictly controlled.
How much hourly wages they can get, how much money they need to meet their daily basic living needs, the cost of heating, energy bars and clean drinking water is always not much different from the remuneration they get from working every day and every night. They are always asked. The arrangements are clear, and sometimes they may get some windfall, such as making extra money by recycling rags, etc., which allows them to save some savings, but most of these deposits are eventually recycled by the tavern.
Under this general premise, it is almost impossible for poor workers to form a family, let alone have children and multiple children.
So when she heard this, her first reaction was disbelief.
Well, that dull man nodded repeatedly, and the expression on his face didn't look like he was faking it. They were picked up by me.
A family that is not related by blood?
Christina probably understood what was going on, but she couldn't make the decision. Although the operation of re-queuing was feasible, she had never handled such an operation of receiving several copies at once, so she still had to look at it. See what Wu Ming means.
She glanced at Wu Ming, with a questioning look in her eyes, and asked him with her eyes whether this operation was feasible.
Seeing her like this, the dull man seemed to realize that Wu Ming was the talker at the scene.
Wu Ming did not answer directly, but looked at the man, showed his signature sunny fake smile and asked: What is your name?
Um, it seems that he didn't expect to be asked his name suddenly. He seemed a little overwhelmed, even a little panicked. Under Wu Ming's as friendly smile as possible and the spiritual comfort he secretly released, he stumbled a lot. After a while, he said his name. My name is Runtu.
The smile on Wu Ming's face almost became distorted, but he maintained the current smile very well. Very good, Runtu, how many children are there in your family?
Liu Runtu bowed his head deeply and replied respectfully, "They are all
Wu Ming: Raise your head and speak.
Runtu was stunned, but since this was the request of the big shot, he obeyed obediently. Although he raised his head, he did not dare to look into Wu Ming's eyes. He always stared at the ground at his feet: six children, they I picked them all up
Six. Wu Ming touched his chin and fell into deep thought.
Ingredients and spices that are difficult to obtain in Night City are nothing in Wu Ming's eyes. As long as there are substances around him, he can use the substance conversion module to refine them at any time, so it doesn't matter how many more or less he gives. There is no big difference.
At this moment, he was rapidly weighing and calculating the gains and losses in his mind to see if the person in front of him was suitable for him to do this, and if so, how to make good use of him.
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