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Chapter 2873 Sha Zhu Gets Arrested
"What?" A tall, burly fitter was immediately displeased. He strode heavily to Sha Zhu with an unfriendly expression, his eyes wide open.

He roared, spitting as he spoke: "We're rushing to keep up with production every day and we don't even have enough to eat, and you're bringing your own lunchbox home!"

"Son of a bitch!"

"That's right, what a bastard! Your canteen is a parasite on our entire steel rolling mill!"

"Where's the canteen manager? Where did he go? We need an explanation today, or we'll take this to Director Yang. Nobody's allowed to ride roughshod over us!"

The crowd started making a fuss and gossip.

Those with good tempers didn't resort to violence, while others had bad tempers.

"Slap!" Sha Zhu got slapped across the face and was so angry that he was about to retaliate.

With a "bang," he was kicked and sent flying. His farming skills were only good for bullying the original owner of the body; they were no match for the fitters, welders, and blacksmiths who were used to doing manual labor.

"Why are you hitting people? Why are you hitting people? Stop it! Stop it!" Liu Lan was just enjoying the show, all bark and no bite, just standing there with a handful of sunflower seeds in her hand.

The fat guy jumped the most enthusiastically, but he didn't dare to go forward to help.

Ma Hua wanted to, but was stopped. An old canteen employee, seeing that he was usually honest and unassuming, wanted to get the kid involved in this mess.

The scene suddenly became chaotic.

Xu Damao had already sneaked into the kitchen, but after searching around, he couldn't find it.

"Is this what you're looking for?" Liu Lan had walked over at some point, smiling as she handed over a lunchbox.

It has the three big characters "He Yuzhu" printed on it!
Xu Damao glanced at her, and immediately understood. He took the bag and weighed it in his hand; it was incredibly heavy. He opened it and smiled. It seemed that the cafeteria was serving pork stew with potatoes today.

"Come and see, everyone!" This shout drew everyone's attention.

"This is Sha Zhu's lunchbox!"

"Everyone, come quick and take a look!"

"Look at this parasite, how it steals the wool from the factory!" Xu Damao said, slamming the aluminum lunchbox onto the table.

Upon seeing this, Sha Zhu felt a sense of foreboding and struggled to break through the crowd to get over.

At this moment, a few people who were nearby came over to take a look, and they were so angry that they were itching to tear Sha Zhu to pieces!

"Damn it, that bastard! No wonder there was so little meat; he packed it all into his own lunchbox!"

"Everyone come and see!"

It was the same tall, burly fitter, his face now filled with anger. The lunchbox in his hand was crammed full of meat, with potatoes making up less than a third of it.

After all, it was the 60s when resources were scarce. The so-called main dish was pork stew with potatoes, but in reality, there was not much meat in it at all. More than ten kilograms wouldn't be enough to fill the teeth of thousands of people. The only thing that made the potatoes taste a little better was that they had some meat.

Actually, this is not bad. It's a benefit that only large companies with tens of thousands of employees can enjoy. At least the cafeteria can serve some meat. In an era when everyone was struggling to get enough to eat, it was something that many people envied.

This time, Sha Zhu went a bit too far, picking out the meat before serving it. In his opinion, 10 jin and 9 jin made no difference to thousands of people, since most people would be lucky to even see a little bit of meat.

Nothing had ever happened before. Last night, Qin Huairu said that the children were craving meat, so she thought she would make stewed meat for them today to treat them. But this time, things went wrong.

"You idiot Zhu, I'll fuck your grandpa!" One of the blacksmiths had a short temper. He supported a family of seven or eight on his own salary, and his work was incredibly tiring, so he rarely ate his fill, only managing to improve his meals at the canteen at noon. People have this mentality: on one hand, they're eating a plate full of potatoes, and on the other hand, their lunchboxes are overflowing with meat. They don't think that the amount of meat distributed among thousands of people is negligible; they only think how delicious it would be if they could eat so much meat themselves.

Many people are already drooling, and some are even salivating just looking at the lunchbox!

You know what, Sha Zhu's cooking skills are really good, and that bastard treats me really well. After cooking, he takes out the dishes in advance and puts them in an aluminum lunchbox on the stove to heat them slowly.

So even now, the meat and vegetables inside are still steaming hot, and the aroma is so enticing that it's filled with hatred for that stupid pig!
"This is the evidence!" Zhao Tianye, a level-six fitter, took the lunchbox directly into his hand. "Let's go to the factory office together and demand an explanation!"

"Don't touch my lunchbox... Ah!" Before Sha Zhu could finish speaking, he was kicked in the chest.

Seeing that he had achieved his goal, Xu Damao left with his lunchbox, satisfied. That silly Zhu deserved a good lesson!
Seeing this, Sha Zhu was furious.
"Don't listen to Xu Damao's nonsense!"

"Colleagues, you..." Sha Zhu was swallowed up by the crowd and then taken away...

Winter in Beiping in the twelfth lunar month is still very cold. Nowadays, workers are treated very well. They are not like the beasts of burden decades later. It is perfectly legitimate for them to rest before working hours.

"Da Mao is back!" Old Li was leisurely sipping his hot tea.

"puff!"

He was the most senior projectionist, and he rarely went to the countryside; he basically just coasted along in the production team.
Gao Mo, also known as Gao Sui, is a unique form of tea in old Beijing. It is made from the broken tea leaves produced during the tea sifting process in tea shops. Although this broken tea leaves are not neat in appearance, they have a distinct jasmine fragrance after brewing, a strong flavor, and the tea soup is fully extracted. It has some flavor and is at least better than drinking plain water.

"Pfft!" It means that tea leaves are spat out from time to time.

Liu Zhu, also a projectionist, was more carefree. His brother-in-law was the deputy captain of the projection team, and he was as happy as a little husky every day. "Hey Da Mao, isn't that silly Zhu from the first canteen from your courtyard?"

"Yeah, what's wrong?" Xu Damao found a military overcoat and leaned against a wooden chair next to the stove.

"That bastard's really in trouble!"

"What trouble has he gotten into?"

Seeing an opportunity to show off, Liu Zhu abandoned Xu Damao and turned around: "Old Li, you don't know, the cafeteria is having a special meal of potatoes and meat today!"

"Oh dear!" Old Zhao, who had gone to eat at the second canteen, slapped his thigh in frustration when he heard that the first canteen was serving stewed pork with potatoes today. "I should have eaten at the first canteen!"

"It's a good thing you didn't go. There was only a little bit of meat, so it wouldn't have been too much for anyone. But that bastard secretly packed a whole lunchbox for himself!"

Listening to his colleagues gossiping, Xu Damao didn't join in. Wrapped in his military overcoat, he drifted off to sleep and soon drifted off to dreamland...

I slept straight through until the afternoon, and after waking up, I just lazed around all day and that's how the day went by.

Go home after get off work.

"Da Mao is back!"

"Hmm~"

Xu Damao took off his cotton-padded coat and glanced at Lou Xiao'e, wondering why she seemed so unusual today.

To be continued...

(End of this chapter)