Siheyuan: I have a mental illness

At noon, the sun shines on every corner of the steel mill. As the bell rings, the whole factory becomes lively. At this time, the canteen of the steel mill also welcomes the most important moment of the day - meal time.

On this special day for Nan Yi, it was the first time that Nan Yi cooked at the steel mill. He put all his efforts into this lunch, which was of great significance, and spent a lot of thought and energy. He knew that this was not only related to the display of his cooking skills, but also related to whether the workers could enjoy the delicious meal.

Nan Yi was confident in his cooking skills. After all, the cooking experience he had accumulated over the years was not to be trifled with. The food he prepared today made him feel happy, as if he was immersed in the world of food.

The big basin was filled with sumptuous dishes: the fragrant fatty meat and potato slices were of an attractive golden color; the refreshing and light cabbage and tofu exuded a light bean fragrance; and the mouth-watering white flour steamed buns and simple steamed corn bread... Although there seemed to be only two main dishes, the fatty meat, white flour and other ingredients contained in them were extremely rare in that era of material scarcity.

Nan Yi's exquisite cooking skills made these ordinary ingredients shine with a different kind of brilliance. Before the meal officially started, the workers passing by the canteen were already attracted by the rich aroma of rice and stopped in their tracks.

After a short while of waiting for the meal to start, the originally empty canteen food window was crowded with people coming to eat.

Sha Zhu, who had just finished work in the workshop and rushed to eat, frowned as he looked at the long and bustling queue in the cafeteria.

While complaining, he looked around for other solutions. Soon, his eyes locked on Liu Haizhong who was also in the queue, and he walked quickly to his side.

"Second Uncle, look at this canteen. The cooking quality is getting worse and worse! Let's go to the second canteen and take a look!" Sha Zhu suggested to Liu Haizhong with an unhappy face.

Liu Haizhong squinted his eyes at Sha Zhu, curled his lips, and said with a look of disdain: "Sha Zhu, open your eyes and look carefully. See how many people are queuing at the entrance of the first cafeteria! The line is almost reaching me! I won't run to the second cafeteria with you. Do you think I'm a fool?"

Upon hearing this, Sha Zhu showed a disdainful expression on his face, snorted coldly, and said mockingly: "Second Uncle, don't you know what kind of food the first canteen makes? If I'm not here, would they be able to eat that food? So, you'd better follow me to the second canteen, second uncle!"

Liu Haizhong was not to be outdone. He also sneered, glanced at Sha Zhu, and said with disdain on his face: "Humph, I heard that the First Canteen invited a new chef today. Moreover, all the meals served in the First Canteen today were made by the new chef himself. Some people even said that the dishes made by this new chef are so fragrant and delicious!"

When Sha Zhu heard that the First Canteen had a new chef, he immediately became furious. He gnashed his teeth and said, "You are such an ignorant fellow. You dare to steal my job and replace me. You even have the guts to come to this steel mill and act like a jerk!"

Thinking of this, Sha Zhu rushed to Liu Haizhong without saying a word and pushed Liu Haizhong to the back.

His sudden action instantly disrupted the originally orderly scene, and the people behind him were immediately in an uproar.

"Hey, who are you? Everyone is queuing up orderly. How dare you cut in line?" a burly man shouted at the top of his voice.

"That's right! Who is so uncultured that he doesn't even have basic sense of public morality?" A well-mannered man wearing glasses nearby also echoed.

"The one who cut in line, get out of here and line up at the back. Don't be an eyesore." Another roar came from the crowd.

At this time, Liu Haizhong originally wanted to curse Sha Zhu, but he changed his mind, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a sly smile, and chose to remain silent, and did not drive Sha Zhu back to his original position.

Sha Zhu naturally heard the accusations and insults from the people behind him. He turned his head abruptly and glared at those who were talking with eyes as vicious as a hungry wolf.

Those who were accusing Sha Zhu were all stunned for a moment when they saw that the person who cut in line was Sha Zhu. Then, a smile that was difficult to conceal appeared on their faces. As for what they were thinking at this moment? In fact, it couldn't be simpler.

It's nothing more than: Humph, this guy Shazhu always loves to stir up trouble, but look at him now, the earth still keeps turning without him? Today is a good time to see him make a fool of himself.

Time passed minute by minute in the noise and waiting, and soon it was finally Sha Zhu's turn to get food.

Nan Yi, who was in charge of serving the food, didn't know Sha Zhu before. He took the lunch box from Sha Zhu with a smile and asked kindly, "Comrade, do you want steamed bread or corn bread?"

However, Sha Zhu seemed not to have heard Nan Yi's question. He said nothing, but just stared at Nan Yi with his eyes. His gaze was like two cold rays of light, which made people feel a chill.

Seeing that Sha Zhu did not respond, Nan Yi raised his head and looked at Sha Zhu and asked again: "Comrade, do you want steamed bread or corn bread?"

Sha Zhu stared at Nan Yi without blinking, then slowly opened his mouth and said, "Give me a steamed bun and a cornbread. Oh, remember one thing, I only like to eat meat, don't put potatoes and the like in my bowl. As for the cabbage and tofu, forget it, don't give me any!"

You know, in those days, you had to use a unified meal ticket to get food. And this meal ticket could buy one dish, and each dish was only two spoonfuls. Next, we have to talk about the difference between steamed bread and corn bread. After all, they are not the same thing, and the meal tickets required are naturally different.

When Nan Yi heard what Sha Zhu said, his brows knitted into a ball instantly, and he asked suspiciously, "What's the matter? Are you the biological son of our cafeteria director?"

Nan Yi's sudden question stunned Sha Zhu. But he quickly reacted, and then he became furious and shouted at the top of his voice: "Go to hell! I'm your father!"

However, before Sha Zhu's roar had completely died down, Nan Yi quickly picked up the rice spoon in his hand, pointed it directly at Sha Zhu, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Great! You are not the son of our canteen director, and you dare to make such a stupid request to me? You want it to be all meat? I think you are more like a piece of meat! Are you crazy with hunger? No, you are not just crazy with hunger, you are simply crazy!"