Master, That's My Wife and My House! - Chapter 5

Gentle, kind, and understanding, she was kept in the dark in her previous life. After finding out, she always wanted to testify for Chen Feng, but in the end, Zhou Zhenglong beat her to death in a fit of rage.

Finally… Lin Youwei looks so tempting!

So no matter what, Chen Feng felt that he couldn’t miss out on Lin Youwei. However, he was short of money right now and would have to think of a way to scrape together the two hundred yuan.

As for Chen Feng, he was directly assigned to Wanhuai Machinery Factory after graduating from vocational school. He worked in the technical department, which was considered a management position in Wanhuai Machinery Factory.

“Sister You, what kind of filling are the steamed buns today?” Chen Feng stood in front of the small window of the canteen, with Lin Youwei behind him. He was holding food coupons and money in his hand. In those days, it was still a planned economy. You couldn’t eat just by having money; you also needed food coupons.

Chen Feng has been working at Wanhuai Machinery Factory for three years and now enjoys an administrative salary of level 20, receiving 70 yuan a month and 29 jin of grain coupons.

For Chen Feng, money was enough, more than enough, but food coupons were a real problem. As a grown man, he was in his prime, with a belly bigger than anything else. Twenty-nine catties of food coupons a month was barely enough to eat. Lin Youwei was even worse off. The little she earned was basically all spent by Zhou Zhenglong.

“Pork and scallion, Technician Chen, how much do you want?” The cafeteria lady was broad and strong, her arms as thick as Chen Feng’s calves. If she had a title, it would definitely be “I’m a farmer.”

“Give me two jin.” Chen Feng counted out four mao (0.4 yuan) and handed over the grain coupons for another jin.

Eight large steamed buns were quickly served. They were bigger than a fist, steaming hot, and the vegetable oil inside had soaked into the dough. Just by looking at them, you could tell how delicious they were.

Chen Feng took the enamel mug he had brought from Lin Youwei and filled it. Each bun cost 2.5 ounces, and in addition to 8 cents, he also needed the corresponding grain coupons.

Seeing Lin Youwei and Chen Feng’s actions, Sister You couldn’t help but laugh and said, “Technician Chen, are you bringing your girlfriend here for a treat? You usually wouldn’t buy these things.”

“Hey, Sister You, you’re joking with me again,” Chen Feng laughed, glancing inside before saying, “The millet porridge looks pretty good, give me two bowls too.”

Two bowls of millet porridge cost six cents and one ounce of grain coupons. Chen Feng and Lin Youwei spent a total of eighty-six cents and two jin and one ounce of grain coupons for this meal.

Money is manageable; a monthly salary of seventy yuan is more than enough. But food coupons are really tight. I’ve already exceeded the limit for breakfast today. Before the end of the month, around the 20th, I’ll probably have to eat very light meals.

With Lin Youwei by his side, carrying steamed buns and millet porridge, the two found an empty table and sat down.

Upon seeing this, Sister You immediately said to the people around her, “See? Our Technician Chen has gotten together with one of the girls in the factory.”

“Isn’t that Lin Youwei from the workshop? She’s pretty. I think she got in through Chen Feng’s mentor’s connections,” said the person next to Sister You.

Mentioning Zhou Zhenglong makes everyone want to laugh. There are many workplace injuries in the machine factory, but to castrate oneself is truly unique.

“It’s still a little hot, let me break it open for you to cool it down.” Chen Feng broke the bun open, and the fragrant pork and scallion filling immediately made Lin Youwei’s mouth water. Normally, Lin Youwei couldn’t bear to eat big meat buns, and she would usually eat mixed grain buns with pickled vegetables. The money and food coupons she saved would be given to Zhou Zhenglong. So today, as soon as she saw this big meat bun, Lin Youwei felt her mouth watering.

After handing the steamed bun to Lin Youwei, Chen Feng was just about to start eating when someone suddenly put their arm around his shoulder and sat him down.

“Technician Chen, are you eating all by yourself?!” The man, who looked to be about the same age as Chen Feng, around twenty years old, reached out to take Chen Feng’s meat bun.

If this were Chen Feng from his previous life at this point in time, he wouldn’t have dared to utter a single word and would have just tolerated it. But after experiencing the ups and downs of life, Chen Feng is no longer the same. He slapped the man’s hand with a chopstick.

Snap!

“Jiang Wei, do you have any sense of hygiene? Did you wash your hands before touching my steamed bun?” Chen Feng said coldly.

Jiang Wei was taken aback, somewhat surprised. He had dealt with plenty of thugs like Chen Feng in the past. In those days, everyone was short of money and food stamps. If you had your eye on someone easy to bully, you had to put in some effort. As the saying goes, you can squeeze water out of a toad. That’s the idea.

Chen Feng, who had never dared to lose his temper before, was surprised to find himself showing his temper today, especially since he was accompanied by other coworkers.

“Hey, Brother Jiang, you always say you have a good relationship with Technician Chen, but it doesn’t seem like it’s all that great!”

“Exactly, Brother Jiang, if you ask me, you’re just being presumptuous. He’s in an administrative position, sitting in an office. How could he possibly have a good relationship with us factory workers?”

A few people on the sidelines cheered and egged them on. What ordinary people like to do most is to watch a show, especially when the show is something they started themselves, it’s even more interesting.

Jiang Wei, feeling embarrassed, said coldly, “Chen Feng, aren’t you being a bit silly? What, you have a girl with you today, so you’re not going to give your buddy any face?”

Chen Feng truly loathed Jiang Wei; he was like a toad—it didn’t bite, but it was disgusting!

You said it’s not worth turning your back on someone for a steamed bun. If you don’t turn your back… people will treat you like a buffet, like a vulture, practically living in the cafeteria waiting for you to come.

Thinking of this, Chen Feng suddenly laughed and said, “Jiang Wei, you can have steamed buns if you want! But I can’t treat you to every single meal, can I?”

Jiang Wei smiled and said, “You, Technician Chen, earn a lot! You enjoy a level 20 salary, which is seventy yuan a month. I’ve just finished my apprenticeship and am only a level 1 worker, earning only thirty-seven yuan a month. When I’m promoted to level 8, I’ll definitely treat you to a meal.”

Chen Feng almost burst out laughing. An eighth-grade worker? Even if you were delusional, you couldn’t imagine someone like Jiang Wei getting that kind of job. He’s always hungry and useless. What’s an eighth-grade worker? He’s practically a human lathe. He might not be able to handcraft a nuclear bomb, but he could easily make high-end parts. A true high-level talent. Don’t think that Wanhuai Machinery Factory doesn’t have such experts; the entire Wanhuai Machinery Factory…

Even in certain regions, it’s possible to find only a few.

“I’ve treated you quite a few times already.” Chen Feng thought for a moment, then said, “How about we play a game? Whoever loses treats.”

After saying that, Chen Feng pushed the steamed bun forward and said slowly, “If I lose, I’ll give you the hot steamed bun, with pork and scallion filling. If you lose, you’ll treat me to this meal, which costs 86 cents and 2.1 jin of grain coupons. Do you dare to bet?”

Chen Feng had a good grasp of Jiang Wei’s character. This kid was good for nothing but saving face and playing games. Once a bet was mentioned, he’d get carried away without anyone else even trying to get him involved. Not to mention, the beautiful Lin Youwei was watching over him today.

Sure enough, upon hearing Chen Feng’s words, Jiang Wei took out 86 cents from his pocket without saying a word, along with two jin and one liang of grain coupons, and slammed them on the table, saying, “Gambling? I’m not going to gamble. Whatever you say you want to gamble, I’ll do whatever you say.”

“Let’s play a little game,” Chen Feng said with a smile. “Can you count?”