The boss of the apocalypse travels back to the 1970s with space

Since Xia Meng said not to be special, Lao Ma had no choice but to give up and lead the two of them to get the dinner plates while apologizing.

"Oh, today's meal is rather simple. I hope Mr. Du and District Chief Xia don't mind!"

Xia Meng waved his hand, "It's nothing to mind. The fellow villagers can eat, but we can't?"

Lao Ma immediately burst out laughing, "Eat it! Eat it!"

Lao Ma originally wanted to lead the two of them around the queue and go to the front, that is, he would personally lead them to jump in line. If others saw that Lao Ma was leading people to jump in line, they wouldn't say anything?

In other words, even if you are dissatisfied, you don’t dare to speak out for fear of being judged!

However, Xia Meng insisted on standing at the back of the queue. Du Chanjuan also lined up behind Xia Meng and said to the somewhat confused Lao Ma,

"Lao Ma, District Chief Xia is a principled person. You can relax. As long as you do your job well, she won't have any dissatisfaction with you."

Lao Ma has been dealing with Du Chanjuan for more than a day or two. He knows that Du Chanjuan has always been a person who says what she wants. Hearing what Du Chanjuan said, Lao Ma felt relieved, and he did not forget to praise Xia Meng on his face.

"Oh, it's good to stick to principles, it's good to stick to principles! Only when officials like District Chief Xia stick to principles can the common people below us live a good life!"

In just a few minutes, it was Xia Meng's turn to cook. Lao Ma stood behind Du Chanjuan and winked at the cook, hoping that the master could understand his eyes and give Xia Meng more food!

But it was obvious that the cook didn't understand Lao Ma's eyes and only stared at Xia Meng.

"Girl, you look strange. You don't look like someone from our farm."

The cook who was cooking was an old man who looked to be in his sixties, with gray hair and cloudy eyes. It was obvious that his eyesight was not very good, but Xia Meng was close enough that he could clearly see Xia Meng's appearance.

Xia Meng smiled and said, "The old man has good eyesight. I am indeed not from the farm. I am here to inspect with my friends today."

"Inspection?" The old man glanced at Xia Meng, "Are you an official?"

Xia Meng, "...Forget it!"

The old man nodded, and then started to boast with a smile, "Boss, let me tell you, our farm is great."

"This thief God doesn't let us people live their lives. He gets angry when he sees that our people's lives are getting better. When he gets angry, don't we people suffer!"

"Let me tell you, many people died in our village during the floods two years ago. Later, the temperature dropped so low. If the country hadn't given up on us, we would have frozen to death!"

"Then...the weather was so hot that you could feel like you were drying yourself when standing under the sun. I have never seen anything like this in my whole life. Oh...what a thief. I just can’t bear to see us people living a good life.”

"But..." A smile suddenly appeared on the old man's face again, "Fortunately, Mr. Du and the others came, rented our land, built this farm, and hired us to work here, just like the people in the city. It seems that we farmers have become workers, the wages are not low, and the food is good!"

Hearing this, Xia Meng couldn't help but curl up with a pleasant smile, "Then are you satisfied with your current life?"

The old man thought about it seriously, "Compared with the past, it will definitely not work. I still hope to go back to the past, but I also know that if it were not for Mr. Du and the others, our life would be even worse. We might be too hot to death. Now we can eat enough. After drinking enough, you can still sleep in an air-conditioned room, which is already... very good!"

"Oh, look at me, I'm talking too much and delaying your meal," the old man pointed to the two basins placed by the window. There were two dishes, one meat and one vegetarian, in the two basins.

"This is today's lunch dish. Do you like it? If you don't, I'll make it for you."

This is Xia Meng's rule. Every meal is one meat, one vegetarian, one soup, steamed buns and rice.

Xia Meng looked at the two pots. Only a small portion of the vegetables were left in the pots, one garlic eggplant and one chili fried pork.

Xia Meng waved her hand, "No, no, that's good!"

The old man picked up the spoon with a smile and gave Xia Meng two big spoonfuls. The dinner plate was almost too big, and Xia Meng couldn't laugh or cry.

"Thank you, thank you, that's enough! That's enough!"

The soup was mung bean soup. Xia Meng brought another bowl of mung bean soup and some steamed buns.

Du Chanjuan stepped forward, and the old man stretched his neck, took a closer look, and immediately said, "Ouch."

"Mr. Du, it's you!"

The old man was very enthusiastic when he saw Du Chanjuan and insisted on shaking hands with Du Chanjuan.

"Hey, hello, uncle," Du Chanjuan also greeted the old man with a smile.

The two were obviously familiar with each other.

The old man said with some regret, "If I had known you would come today, I would have made braised pork today."

"Hey, by the way, don't leave tonight. I'm going to make braised pork tonight. Don't you like the braised pork I make the most?"

When Du Chanjuan heard this, she looked at Xia Meng. Xia Meng thought for a moment that she could stay here for a day and go back early tomorrow morning, so she nodded.

So, Du Chanjuan said, "Thank you very much. I'll wait to eat the braised pork you made tonight."

The old man was very happy when he heard this, "Okay! Okay! Just wait, I will prepare the ingredients in the afternoon and let you eat the braised pork on time in the evening."

After eating, Xia Meng and Du Chanjuan found an unoccupied table and sat down. Lao Ma immediately sat next to them with a dinner plate.

While Lao Ma was eating, he was talking to Xia Meng.

"Director Xia, after dinner, I will arrange for you to take a lunch break. When you wake up, I will take you to various production areas. Do you think this arrangement is feasible?"

Xia Meng nodded, "It's feasible! Let's do it!"

When Lao Ma saw that his proposal was accepted by Xia Meng, the smile on his face became even more relaxed.

Seeing Xia Meng take five big steamed buns, she was secretly stunned. District Chief Xia looked like a young and beautiful girl, but she didn't expect that she had a bigger appetite than me, a grown man.

However, seeing Xia Meng eating happily without any displeasure, Lao Ma was also happy, feeling that Xia Meng was not the kind of person who pays attention to ostentation and extravagance.

The master's skills are very good. Although it is just a simple meat and vegetable dish, it tastes very good and he controls the heat very well.

Xia Meng ate with satisfaction. Du Chanjuan's appetite was not as big as Xia Meng's, but she still ate two big steamed buns.

After the three of them had eaten, Lao Ma took the two of them to the reception area.

The reception area is not far from the administrative area and is a seven-story dormitory building.

As they walked, Lao Ma introduced Xia Meng,

"Many experts, professors and college students live here. The top two floors are reception areas." After that, he said to Xia Meng embarrassedly,

"The conditions are average, District Chief Xia, don't dislike it."

Xia Meng shook his head and said in a sincere tone, "That's good!"

Xia Meng was already very satisfied with the clear work of each division. At the same time, he turned his head to Du Chanjuan and said,

"Thanks for your hard work!"

When Du Chanjuan heard this, she couldn't help but think back to the fact that she had worked so hard every day for more than a year, working day and night, and her heart felt sour. However, looking at her achievements and being able to help so many people survive, Du Chanjuan suddenly felt happy in her heart. There was another huge feeling of satisfaction.