Chapter 5 Mashed potatoes
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The storm lasted for half the night, and in the early hours of the morning, the Victory Message finally sailed out of the storm, the hull of the ship stabilized, and everyone took a nap in a daze.
At eight o'clock in the morning, with the electric ringing of "jingle bells", everyone got up to freshen up, and then prepared to go to the restaurant for breakfast.
In order to ensure that the laborers were physically strong and had sufficient physical strength, the French provided plenty of food, including beef, milk, bread, eggs, mashed potatoes, canned soybeans, etc. Of course, all this is paid by the workers themselves, and it will be deducted from the workers' salaries.
According to the contract, the daily wage of the laborers was 5 francs, which was about equivalent to more than a piece of ocean, and these five francs were to deduct 1.5 francs per day for food, then half a franc for accommodation, 25 centimes for clothing, and 25 centimes for medical insurance, and each laborer could get about 2.5 francs per day, which is more than half of the ocean.
At this time, the daily salary of the French soldiers was 10 francs.
Anyway, the food expenses have to be deducted every day, and eating more and eating less is the same, so since the laborers got on the boat, they specially selected nutritious foods such as beef, milk, and eggs when eating, and the portion was naturally as much as they could.
When recruiting workers, Yimin Company not only restricts the age of men between the ages of 20 and 35, but also conducts strict physical examinations, such as those with eye diseases, tuberculosis, willows and even tooth decay. In this way, the selected workers are not all physically strong, at least they are healthy, and their foundations are good, as long as the nutrition can keep up, it won't take long to be a good boy.
Since entering the Weihai Labor Camp, the most intuitive result of adequate nutritional supplementation in the past few months is that the workers' arms have generally become thicker, and the muscles in the rest of their bodies have become more developed. If you look at the physical strength alone, they are not much different from the young people in Europe, and they are even more capable and flexible.
Soon, Huang Fugui informed in the floor passage that the bilge laborers went to the restaurant to eat.
Qin Zhiyuan picked up his tableware and water glass, and set off for the restaurant with everyone.
The restaurant is located near the deck and caters to passengers in the suites on the upper deck of the cruise ship as well as passengers in the cabins on the lower deck. Of course, passengers in the upper suites can choose to dine in the suites, while passengers in the ordinary cabins on the lower decks can only go to the restaurant.
When Qin Zhiyuan and the others went to the restaurant, there were already several waves of laborers who had finished eating, and they were walking and chatting on the deck at this time, taking advantage of the rare rest time to let off steam. I have lived in the labor camp for a few months, and I have a lot of acquaintances, and many people on the road greet Qin Zhiyuan and his party, and the most popular one is Chen Kangjian, who is a rammer, which shows that people with more real eyes will be popular there.
Qin Zhiyuan deliberately observed these laborers along the way, and finally came to the conclusion that their mental state was still good.
Because the Qing Dynasty had fallen, almost all the laborers had shaved their heads, and without that unsightly braid, they looked much more pleasing to the eye. All the laborers wore uniform uniforms with five-digit numbers on their chests, and looked like a group of prisoners in uniforms, but their faces were filled with warm and sincere smiles, which made others unconsciously infected. Although the salary of one ocean per day is not high in Europe, it is enough to satisfy this group of simple and thrifty laborers. Qin Zhiyuan met many people along the way, almost all of them were smiling, or leaning on the railing to look in the direction of the bow of the ship, or talking and laughing with hope for a better future.
In this moment, they are content and happy.
When going out, with the same root and species, everyone rarely let go of the wariness of strangers, as well as the hypocrisy honed by society, and showed great affection.
Qin Zhiyuan also couldn't help but integrate into it, smiling at those familiar or unfamiliar laborers to leave a good impression. When receiving a kind response, Qin Zhiyuan would ask more, "Have you eaten?" Although it is only a short sentence, it also breaks the barriers between people and shortens the distance between each other, and the familiar intimacy arises spontaneously.
Chinese greetings are different from Westerners, and when Chinese meet, they usually use "Have you eaten?" "Why are you going?" And so on to ask questions to greet each other, this way of greeting is more conducive to closer to each other.
For example, if a person asks, "Have you eaten it?" If the other person answers, "No." The previous person was able to invite: "I'm going to eat, a piece?" So the two walked together, and through a meal, they increased their understanding of each other and deepened their feelings for each other.
Another example is when someone asks, "Why are you going?" The other replied casually, "Take a bath." The man before was able to go up the pole: "It's time for me to wash, go together, go together." So the two walked together, took a bath and soaked their feet by the way, and another pair of good friends were born.
Westerners are different, they are more accustomed to using "Hello!" when meeting and greeting. "The weather is nice today. This is because Westerners are more personal and pay attention to polite distancing. Although it is impossible to say who is right and who is wrong, this kind of saying has a kind of meaning of rejecting people, giving people the feeling that "the road is going to one side of the sky", which is not as affectionate as the Chinese greetings, and is not conducive to continuing in-depth exchanges.
Just like this, "Have you eaten?" When asked about the restaurant, Qin Zhiyuan felt a little hungry, and he had never felt so sensitive to the word "eat".
In the restaurant, there is a steel fixed dining table on one side, and a counter for receiving meals on the other.
This state is similar to queuing up in the cafeteria to eat when he was in school, Qin Zhiyuan was a little embarrassed for a while, and sighed.
I don't know what's going on today, the canteen master who delivered the meal was replaced by a foreign devil. It is said that from the moment the laborers boarded the ship, the kitchen was packed by the laborers, and when it came to cooking, the Chinese had an unrivaled reputation in the world. Although the reputation of French chefs is also good, it is based on rare ingredients, and if it comes to cooking delicious with ordinary ingredients, the Chinese can throw the French ten streets.
No wonder "marry a Japanese wife, hire a Chinese cook, hire a French butler." This phrase prevailed for a while.
Just when Qin Zhiyuan was thinking about whether it would be against his parents' orders if he brought the Japanese emperor and his daughter home and ravaged them every day in the future, it was finally Qin Zhiyuan's turn to cook.
Because of the language barrier, the laborers did not communicate with the canteen master, and the laborers used gestures to express their meaning, and the canteen master did not say much, giving what he wanted, and the scene was quite harmonious.
When it was Qin Zhiyuan's turn, Qin Zhiyuan casually pointed to beef, milk, and eggs, and then put the dinner plate in front of the canteen master.
With a wave of the long spoon, the master of the cafeteria, half a spoonful of mashed potatoes fell onto Qin Zhiyuan's plate, and then waved his hand to signal the next one.
"What do you mean?" Qin Zhiyuan paused for a moment before he understood what Master Yang meant, feeling that this is my breakfast, right?
"Next." Master Yang lazily took the rice spoon and pushed Qin Zhiyuan's dinner plate aside, and raised his hand to beckon Grace behind Qin Zhiyuan to come up and cook.
Qin Zhiyuan understood in his heart that this was the sequelae of beating foreign devils last night.
I can't bear it, I don't know how long it will take to get to the shore, who can stand the mashed potatoes every day.