My Beloved Super Fierce Wife
Chapter 340: How can this kid be such a jerk?

Chapter 340: How can this kid be such a jerk?

The wooden barrels, wooden tables, and wooden chairs in the kitchen were all crafted by Lin Lu.

The items were meticulously made.

On top of the wooden barrel was a wooden lid, perfect for holding mung bean soup.

Zhou Peiyu was unfamiliar with kitchen work but could still manage washing things efficiently.

She briskly responded with a "Okay."

After speaking, she left the kitchen.

Lin Tang quickly finished cooking the mung bean soup.

She thought about it and added a few drops of holy spring water.

This holy spring water was an upgraded version of the spirit spring water.

Fifty milliliters had cost her 1000 points.

The reason why it was considered an upgrade was that the holy spring water didn’t take immediate effect; it required time to improve the human body.

Compared to the spirit spring water, the holy spring water was more reserved, but its effects were even more extraordinary.

Lin Tang was willing to use it because.

Firstly, the effects of the holy spring water would take some time, not exposing herself; secondly, she genuinely admired the technicians of this period.

They were all heroes of the era.

Old Yang, despite his advanced age, spent his days leading a group of young people in research, trying every possible way to upgrade the factory’s machinery.

Last time she saw Old Yang on the road, his white hair glistened in the sunlight, causing her eyes to sting.

It was a rather unpleasant feeling.

There wasn’t much she could do.

Without exposing herself, she could still manage to do what was within her power.

After preparing the mung bean soup, she and Zhou Peiyu filled it into the wooden barrel, then cooled it in the well for a while. Soon, Yang Du and others arrived.

When they came, they brought a cart.

Each of the three young men took a barrel, placed the mung bean soup on the cart, and left as soon as they loaded it up.

Lin Tang locked the door and followed Zhou Peiyu behind them.

When the few staff members from the Broadcasting Station arrived at the Textile Factory, they attracted a lot of attention.

The Security guard uncle asked, "Are these the comrades from the Broadcasting Station? What are you all doing? Why are you pushing a cart too?"

As he spoke, his eyes were curiously fixed on the wooden barrel on the cart.

Lin Tang smiled and answered on their behalf.

"Seeing that the comrades from the Technology Department are busy with overtime work every day, and it’s especially hot today, we pooled some money to buy some mung beans and rock sugar, and made mung bean soup to send over."

The hard work of the staff in the Technology Department was visible to the whole factory.

The Security guard uncle was well aware.

Upon hearing Lin Tang’s words, the elderly man became solemn with respect.

"... The comrades in the Technology Department do work hard. You comrades are doing great," he said.

With that, he quickly stepped aside.

"It’s too hot today, you all should go ahead."

All great comrades!

"Hey!"

Wang Wen and the three male comrades responded loudly and continued pushing the cart forward.

From a distance, Du Xiaojuan saw Lin Tang and the others approaching and walked over to them.

"Are you ready?" she asked with a smile.

Lin Tang: "Yes, it’s ready. Cooking soup isn’t difficult."

Although Du Xiaojuan was a leader at the Broadcasting Station, they still had to report in advance when delivering mung bean soup in their personal capacity.

That was the least respect they could show.

Lin Tang and the others were doing something that would bring honor, and Du Xiaojuan certainly wouldn’t stop them.

She immediately made a contribution.

Seeing the young people handle everything so skillfully filled her with pride.

"Not bad!"

Zhou Peiyu, thinking there was quite a lot of mung bean soup, suggested to Lin Tang:

"Tangtang, there seems to be quite a bit here. How about we ask Director Du to try some?"

She didn’t mention she was craving it herself!

The unsuspecting Du Xiaojuan, used as a pawn, paused for a moment, then turned her gaze to the wooden barrel, her curiosity barely contained.

She heard from Xiaozhou that Lin Tang was a skilled cook.

She wondered if the mung bean soup made by Lin Tang was also extraordinary...

Lin Tang had already cooked enough soup for her own department’s colleagues.

"Of course, there’s already some for you.

Let’s all go get our enamel jars, and we’ll serve ourselves first. Later on, I’ll leave the barrel at the Technology Department."

No need to keep waiting there then.

Du Xiaojuan happened to be holding a freshly washed lunchbox in her hands.

She took out the lunchbox from the bag and said with a smile,

"It’s better to come at the right time than early! I just happen to have my lunchbox with me, please help me fill it up."

Yang Du and the others were full of regret.

Why hadn’t they thought of that?

Lin Tang took Director Du’s lunchbox.

She opened the lid of one of the wooden barrels.

The unique sweet fragrance of mung bean soup wafted out.

Sweet and fragrant, it smelled so good!

Just smelling the aroma seemed to cool one’s whole body down.

Zhou Peiyu and the others couldn’t take it anymore.

Without a word, they ran towards the office to grab their lunchboxes.

Seeing this, Lin Tang shook her head helplessly.

She picked up the big ladle that her father had made from the side.

After stirring in the barrel, she scooped up a lot of the soft-cooked mung beans and poured them into the lunchbox.

Du Xiaojuan, thinking that she had just eaten, wanted just a little to taste.

She hurriedly said, "Just a bit will do, I’ve just had lunch, and more won’t fit in my stomach."

Furthermore, with fewer people in their office and a fan, they could endure a little longer.

They could leave the refreshing mung bean soup for the older comrades in the Technology Department.

Lin Tang closed the lunchbox and said, "We made plenty, it doesn’t matter to give you this little."

"There’s plenty of time this afternoon, take your time drinking it."

Du Xiaojuan, seeing that the lunchbox was already closed, had no choice but to compromise.

"...I can’t argue with you."

Just at that moment, Zhou Peiyu and the others came back with their lunchboxes.

They were all out of breath.

Among them, Comrades Zhou and Ding were panting the hardest.

It was easy to understand why: one was the weakest male in their office, and the other a female, naturally they couldn’t keep up with the other two who were strong and healthy.

Zhou Peiyu handed Lin Tang’s enamel jar to her first.

"Tangtang, this is your enamel jar."

Lin Tang thanked them with a smile, "Thank you."

Next, she filled everyone’s lunchbox with mung bean soup.

Yang Du’s lunchbox was bigger than the others’ by a size.

Lin Tang knew he had a sweet tooth and gave him quite a lot.

The others saw that this rascal Yang Du got several more spoonfuls than them and were about to lose their cool.

How could Yang Du be such a lucky dog?!

Yang Du, whose appetite wasn’t big but whose lunchbox wasn’t small, thought, "..." Thank you to a mother who always feels he can’t get enough to eat!

There weren’t many people at the Broadcasting Station, so the mung bean soup was served in just two minutes.

Du Xiaojuan said, "Xiao Wang, Xiao Yang, Xiaolin, you guys go deliver the soup, and the rest of you go back to the office to work."

Lin Tang, who hadn’t intended to go, thought, "..."

But since the leader had spoken, she could go.

The three of them headed to the factory floor together.

The people from the Technology Department rarely stayed in the office; to find them, one had to go to the factory floor.

To the factory’s technicians, Lin Tang was a highly sought-after visitor, and she was immediately spotted upon arrival.

Not to mention they were pushing a cart, which was even more conspicuous.

A young technician asked, "Section Chief Lin? What are you doing here? Is there something you need?"

Old Yang, hearing the commotion, put down his pen and looked over.

Seeing Lin Tang, his face broke into a grin as deep as the ruts in a road.

"It really is Comrade Xiaolin, how come you have time to drop by?" he asked heartily with a laugh.

Lin Tang patted the wooden barrel on the cart.

"I came to deliver mung bean soup, I hope I’m not interrupting your work."

Mung bean soup?

The people from the Technology Department’s eyes lit up.

They had no interest in working anymore.

"Mung bean soup? For us? Thank you, Comrade Lin."

"How did Comrade Lin think to bring us mung bean soup?"

Some impatient young comrades from the Technology Department started chattering away.