Silly Zhu's Moving: The Old Neighbor's Nightmare

Sha Zhu didn't care what that little spy surnamed Liang was thinking. He was just sitting there and not leaving. What could he do to me?

The man surnamed Liang was getting more and more anxious. If he brought all the food to the serving window, he would miss his chance.

The spy surnamed Liang made a tough decision, found the place where Sha Zhu kept his lunchbox, picked it up and headed towards Sha Zhu.

Sha Zhu was still wondering what kind of trouble this guy had gotten up to this time, why he had run to the shelf and picked up his lunchbox.

"Master He, cooking must be hard work. You can rest. I'll get your food and put it in the storage room for you."

Without waiting for Sha Zhu's reaction, she deftly filled the lunchbox with food.

He took two large steamed buns and headed towards the small warehouse where Sha Zhu usually ate.

Because they were so close just now, when Liang was getting food for Sha Zhu, they were less than a meter apart.

From the angle at which Sha Zhu was sitting, the spy surnamed Liang couldn't do anything.

One of the two plainclothes officers almost rushed out, but was held back by his accomplice.

The man surnamed Liang put the food in the small storeroom for Sha Zhu and then came back.

He was incredibly fast, grinning from ear to ear, bowing and scraping before Sha Zhu.

"Master He, you've worked hard. I've prepared your meal and put it in your usual storage room. Is that alright?"

"What am I looking at? I didn't ask you to get my food. You're such a busybody."

Sha Zhu thought to himself, but smiled and said aloud,

"Your surname is Liang, and your name is Liang Zhipeng, right? I know you; I've heard people talk about you before."

They really had a tough time, and they were observant. Except for Xiao Zhang, oh, you know, Zhang Long, that apprentice...

Everyone else was too busy to care about anything else; you were the first temporary worker to help me get my meals.

Sha Zhu didn't leave; he sat there praising the man surnamed Liang.

"You want to learn a skill, right? You want to become my apprentice?" Sha Zhu asked.

Without waiting for Liang's reply, he continued, "As the saying goes, if you don't want to be a chef's temporary worker,..."

He's not a good temporary worker. You've put in the effort, but you also know I'm not old enough.

If you really want to be my apprentice, you'll have to serve me tea and water; that's the bare minimum.

We cooks have our own rules; it involves a three-step process.

"What are the three steps? I'll explain them to you step by step, so you can have a general idea."

The man surnamed Liang's face darkened. Not far away, two plainclothes officers...

They were also keeping an eye on the situation, one of them even cocking his gun. Listening to Sha Zhu continue speaking...

"The first step is to do odd jobs at the master's house for three years."

For the past three years, the master craftsmen have not passed on their skills, nor have they received any wages. This is simply a test of your character, apprentices.

The second step, which takes another three years, is when the master will teach you some skills.

And I'll give you some pocket money. Of course, you still have to continue doing the work at your master's house.

These three steps will allow you apprentices to learn your master's skills, after which you will work for your master for three years.

For the past three years, your master has helped you find work, and you've been paid the market rate. Any extra money went to your master. What about after these nine years?

Sha Zhu spoke slowly and deliberately.

Liang's face tightened. Listening to Sha Zhu's rambling, he almost couldn't resist hitting the guy. If he had a knife, he would definitely stab him a few times.

Why? Tell me why.

While Sha Zhu was speaking, several apprentices came over and carried all the large pot of dishes he had made to the serving window.

There were five or six people over there, and the workers outside the window could also see inside, so Xiao Liang lost his chance.

I don't know if he was angry because of Sha Zhu's standards for accepting apprentices, or because he lost the opportunity to commit the crime.

And so, the young cook in front of me continued spouting nonsense that I didn't want to hear.

"Nine years later, you can go out and work on your own, of course."

If you still want to continue working with your mentor at that time, your mentor can give you a bonus at the end of the year.

So, in just nine years, you can become a master chef just like your mentor.

It won't interfere with your factory work, and you can easily take on side jobs outside. Once you've saved enough money, opening a restaurant would be a breeze.

The apprentice, surnamed Liang, had a flushed face and clenched fists, suppressing his urge to fight. He interrupted Sha Zhu as he spoke.

"Master He, I'll think about what you said. Please sit down and rest. I'll go out now." After saying that, he turned around and hurriedly walked outside.

When Sha Zhu saw this guy walking outside, he hurriedly called out.

"Don't go! I haven't finished yet. Can I lower my expectations a bit? Or, you don't have to do the chores around the house anymore?"

Upon hearing Sha Zhu's words, the spy surnamed Liang nearly stumbled and fell to the ground as he was walking away.

Calming himself down, he continued walking outside, disappearing from the kitchen in the blink of an eye.

The two plainclothes officers almost burst out laughing when they heard what Sha Zhu said, and then they saw the man surnamed Liang leave the kitchen.

The two exchanged a glance, disregarded everything else, and hurriedly emerged from their hiding place to quietly follow.

Sha Zhu watched as the group left the kitchen, wondering where the man surnamed Liang had gone.

Sha Zhu can't control that, just don't let it affect you.

He thought to himself, "Taking on an apprentice isn't easy. I'll still have to do the housework myself, and I'll have to take good care of this little tyrant. It's really not easy."

They're not even as good as MCA; they've been Stupid Chu's apprentice for decades.

He learned nothing in the first one or two decades, yet he remained utterly loyal.

I wonder how old Ma Hua is now, and where he is. Maybe I can ask Uncle Ma at the cafeteria sometime.

I'm looking for an opportunity to get into the factory early and continue working like a slave for them.

Arriving at the small storage room in the back kitchen, Sha Zhu didn't want to eat the food that the man surnamed Liang had prepared for him.

He closed the small warehouse door and slipped into the spatial dimension.

He poured the food he was holding directly into the chicken and duck's food bowl.

He simply tossed the lunchbox aside, deciding not to use it anymore.

I took a new lunchbox out of the storage space to take with me later.

The food in the time-limited warehouse within this space is all readily available.

When Sha Zhu has free time, he cooks large quantities of his favorite foods according to his own preferences.

Pour it into a ceramic basin and store it in the Time-Forbidden Warehouse; the delicious food inside is now ready.

Sha Zhu was overwhelmed by the choices and didn't know what to eat; he wanted to try everything.

I played a trick on that guy surnamed Liang today and didn't get myself into any trouble, so I should celebrate.

What you're saying is, why didn't we just tackle that spy surnamed Liang and find the poison?

Or he could deliberately leave, waiting for Liang to make his move so that Sha Zhu could then help catch the guy.

Actually, Sha Zhu just doesn't want to be famous, doesn't want to be a hero, and doesn't want to cause trouble for himself. He doesn't lack anything, and being an ordinary citizen is just fine.

I wanted to have a seafood feast, but unfortunately I didn't have any ingredients, and I didn't have the chance to go to the beach.

Sha Zhu took out a roasted leg of lamb from the warehouse and filled a large plate with shredded pork with sweet bean sauce.

He filled a bowl with rice and began to enjoy it heartily in the space warehouse.

After finishing my meal, I took a naked swim in the lake to get rid of the smell, changed into clean clothes, and then took a nap in the small warehouse in the back kitchen after leaving the space.