Natural Disaster Farming [MTL]

27-28

Chapter 27

The end of the world 18

After 9 a.m., the three-wheeled electric car carrying supplies stopped at the door of the canteen as usual. Everyone who has cleaned up the kitchen after breakfast are getting together and busy preparing lunch ingredients. There are not many kinds of ingredients but a large amount of ingredients.

Today's noon working meal is two dishes and one soup, namely, scrambled eggs onions, shredded potatoes and seaweed soup. Due to insufficient rice stocks, today's staple food is steamed buns. If you don't eat steamed buns, you can cook noodles separately. Few people in the community like to eat noodles, especially those who don't like to eat noodles in clear soup. If it is made into red soup or mixed noodles, it will be more popular.

Qu Yiyi especially likes to eat noodles with scallion oil made by Huang Dachuan. Every time the staple food is steamed buns, she will definitely ask Huang Dachuan to help her make a bowl of noodles mixed with green onion oil.

Hearing the horn of the tricycle at the door, Tang Xue and Li Guimei walked out of the kitchen together. When I saw Tang Xue, the deliveryman, greet him with a smile. Every time the master came to deliver the goods, Tang Xue received the goods, checked the list, and signed and accepted.

Looking at the tricycle bucket, Tang Xue couldn't help frowning. It seemed that there were a little missing goods delivered today?

"Master, is there all this thing left today?"

"Yes, everything is here. This is the delivery order. Look, please sign it for me if there is no problem." The master said as he unloaded the goods.

Since Tang Xue and his five people are in charge of the canteen, every three days, the delivery master will send ingredients, seasonings such as oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar. The variety and quantity of ingredients are distributed according to the number of people, and they are coordinated and distributed by the district. They have no choice. They burn whatever they send, what they burn, and the staff eat whatever they send. Everyone has no choice.

At the beginning, the distribution of materials was sufficient, and the canteen could change patterns to make four dishes and one soup every day. Later, the variety of ingredients slowly became smaller, but the portions must be enough. The menu of the community canteen slowly decreased from four dishes and one soup to three dishes and one soup, two dishes and one soup, but no matter how it was lowered, the rice must be full enough.

Seeing the ingredients sent today, Tang Xue estimated that she would not be able to eat two dishes and one soup in the future. Not only could she not eat it, but also the amount of weight per person had to be reduced.

Tang Xue took over the delivery order handed over by the master. There were only three ingredients: sweet potatoes, potatoes and winter melons on the list. In addition, there were half a box of eggs, a bag of flour, half a catty of dried chili, two catties of ginger, ten bags of hanging noodles, and 20 bags of braised beef flavor and 5 packs of instant noodles.

That's all. It's up to everyone in the community for three days.

I inquired with the delivery master and learned that all units' canteens are the same. In this case, Tang Xue could only sigh and sign to confirm the receipt of the goods.

Huang Dachuan, who came out to help move things, complained, "If there are few varieties, the weight is too small, enough for two days?"

The honest man Sun Jianguo echoed and said, "Yes, there is no need for these dishes. You can cut, boil and pull them casually. Last time, there were at least five kilograms of meat, and this time I didn't even see the shadow of meat."