escape from prison

Prison life is relatively regular. You must obey the arrangements of the prison guards, get up and eat on time, and work in a unified manner according to the regulations.They have to work for eight hours during the day, and because the prison terms are different, the types of work they do are also different.Generally, those with long sentences will be engaged in clothing processing, because this can enable the inmates to master a practical skill, which can help the inmates earn a living and find employment after they are released from prison.Those with short sentences are generally engaged in simple manual work, such as bags and electronic products.

Sister Chicken and the others are different. They work in the kitchen, which is considered a very easy job. I was originally assigned to make clothes, but after Sister Chicken ran over and chatted with the trainer, I It was also placed in the kitchen.

"Can you chop vegetables?" Sister Chicken asked me.

I shook my head and said truthfully, "No."

"What about cooking?"

"will not."

"...stir fry?"

"will not."

Sister Chicken is a little overwhelmed.

"Chuci, come here, I'll teach you to wash the dishes." Glasses waved to me from the sink.

The bowls that prisoners eat here are iron plates with several grids, which are used to hold rice and vegetables respectively.

"Dip the rag with this foamy water and wipe it twice, and then rinse it with water." The glasses washed an iron plate and showed me a demonstration.

I followed her example, took a dark rag and started wiping the dishes.

"Oh, yes, that's it." The glasses looked at my operation and gave me a thumbs up: "But hurry up, you are too slow, there are thousands of people in this prison, thousands of mouths want plates For eating, we will be scolded by the management when we are so slow."

I nodded and picked up as much speed as possible.

Although it is said that there are thousands of people, in fact, everyone does not eat together at the same time, but in batches. Which group of people should go to eat at which time, finish eating within the specified time, and change after eating. A group of people went to eat.When the time is staggered, everyone can have a place to eat.

There are two cafeterias in this prison, one on the east and north prisons, and one shared by the south and west prisons.

The food in the prison is not good. For breakfast, you are given two steamed buns and a bowl of soy milk, but most of them are diluted with water. Occasionally, they will be replaced with rice porridge. It is really the kind of porridge that only has porridge water.At noon, there is beaten rice, a few dishes that don't seem to have much oil and water, among which Chinese cabbage and potatoes are the most common dishes, a bowl of vegetable soup, and very little meat.But if you have money, you can touch a few cigarettes for the supervisor, and you can make a good-looking meat dish in the small pot next to it. These cigarettes, the supervisor will also let people take them to the North Prison in exchange for cash .Dinner is about the same as lunch.

Catch up with festivals, or Chinese New Year, etc., the food will be slightly improved, and you will add an egg and fried dough sticks for breakfast.For lunch and dinner, more meat is added, and occasionally ribs, chicken, duck and fish can be eaten.

I have to say that everyone rushed to do the work of the kitchen. Although it was a bit busy, as long as the prison guards walked away, those who worked in the kitchen could secretly cook for themselves.Arrange one person to stand guard at the door of the kitchen to see if anyone in charge is coming. For the rest of you, you chop the vegetables, and I serve the rice. I fry two or three meat dishes in two or three strokes. Everyone gathers and eats quickly.

"Chuci, don't just stand there, come and eat!" Sister Chicken greeted me with chopsticks in her hand.

"As long as you don't cut too much, those prison guards who are missing 01:30 will not be able to see it." Awen explained.

I took a look at the two dishes of meat and saw that there was a lot of oil in it. It is estimated that the whole pot of fried cabbage was filled with oil for such a dish.

Everyone ate quickly. The rice, the meat, and the chili peppers were directly poured into their mouths.

I quickly finished a bowl of rice. Seeing my speed, Sister Ji pretended to give me another bowl. I didn't want it, so I walked to the door and changed the watchman to come over for dinner.

Generally, before the prison guards come, everyone will have a good meal, and then quickly clean up, so that the prison guards will not find anything.Even in some cases, the prison guards came early, they would find a corner to hide the food, and continue to serve it out after the prison guards left.

When it’s time to eat, the prisoners who have finished their work are all under the surveillance of the prison guards, and they line up to eat. There is a table for six people on the iron table fixed on the ground. Window for food.Sister Chicken hates fat and big feet, but she didn't do anything special at this time. She wouldn't say that the prisoners in the South Prison were given more care and the prisoners in the West Prison were given less care.Overall it's fairly fair.Sister Chicken didn't let me do the cooking, I still followed the glasses in the kitchen and washed the dishes.

By the time I finished washing the dishes and went out, the second batch of prisoners had come in to eat.

"Sister Chicken, Fat Bigfoot is here." The three-legged cat had sharp eyes, and when it saw a person walking in from the door of the cafeteria, it greeted Sister Chicken.

I looked towards the entrance of the cafeteria, and Fat Dazu was surrounded by several servants and walked in. She didn't line up, and the prison guards pretended not to see her.Maybe he is the boss of a prison area after all, so he still has some face.

Fat Big Feet is just like her nickname, she is very fat, and the shoes she wears are like men's sizes, about 43 or 44 sizes.

Fat Big Feet walked in unsteadily, and the people in line saw her walking this way, so they gave way to her, and they walked directly to the window for cooking.Two of them took a few plates, threw them on the window, and yelled arrogantly: "Bring more rice! Get more!"

The first person to cook at the window is Ah Wen. Ah Wen is thin and weak, and looks the best to be bullied.

"Hit your mother, go in line. Put Lao Tzu in the team of the South Prisoners? I'll embarrass you, fat man." Ah Wen didn't move, but Sister Chicken came over and cursed.

Originally, the cook who was waiting in line was a prisoner in the South Prison, but as soon as Fat Big Foot and the others came over, they were squeezed to the back by that person.

"Fuck! Wang Ji, you son of a bitch." Fat Dazu saw Sister Chicken scolding her, and not to be outdone, he began to scold her.

Sister Chicken pointed to Fat Bigfoot's arm that was still covered with bandages, and said sarcastically, "You fucking healed the scar and forgot the pain, didn't you? Do you want to be beaten again?"

The fat big feet seemed to be stepped on the tail, and her fat face was flushed, she pointed at Sister Chicken: "You...you...you..." You just couldn't hold back a word for a long time Come.But the few who followed her, seeing Sister Chicken, suddenly thought of something, picked up the plate thrown on the window, grabbed it in their hands, and smiled flatteringly: "Hey Sister Chicken, why are you here? We Boss just came out, it's normal to be angry, don't be serious, kindness is important, harmony is important."

Fat Dazu looked at the cowardly appearance of her followers, and became even more furious. She wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't say anything. She really couldn't beat Wang Ji.

"I really don't have anything else to do except eat~" Sister Chicken glanced at Fat Big Feet, and sneered again.

"Wang Ji, don't fucking go too far! I'm really afraid of you!" Fat Dazu finally couldn't hold back, and started to swear again.

"What are you doing! What do you want to do? Do you want to eat? Get out of the way if you don't eat. Are you still queuing up behind you?" In the end, the prison guard saw that something was wrong and came over to scold.

When Fat Bigfoot saw the prison guard coming, he snorted heavily, walked to the dining table and sat down.The servants who followed her nodded and bowed down after finishing their meals, and immediately followed her.

"Cut, you bastard." Sister Chicken cast a glance at Fat Big Feet's table, and cursed nonchalantly.

"Boss, don't be angry, endure the calm for a while, and take a step back!" At the dinner table, the chubby followers persuaded.

Fat Bigfoot stuffed a few mouthfuls of rice into his mouth, and scolded: "Wang Ji, that son of a bitch, didn't he just learn how to be a three-legged cat a few times, and show me face every day. Wait." My arm is healed, I will kill her!"

"Yes, yes, let's raise our arms first, and then get back our face! I saw last time, Boss, you didn't have enough to eat, so you didn't have the strength to put her down." The followers echoed.

"Of course!" Hearing this, Fat Dazuo's complexion finally improved a bit: "When my arm is healed, I will eat her ten bowls and eight bowls first, and then I will give her a dog's head with a fist." All smashed!"

Seeing that Fat Dazu calmed down, the eyes of several attendants rolled, and together they gathered together and leaned over to Fat Dazu, and said softly: "Boss, you are not here for a few days. I heard that there is an amazing newcomer in Nan prison. That chicken sister... No, that Wang Ji, I heard that she is very important to her, and she takes the newcomer with her wherever she goes."

When Fat Big Foot heard this, she didn't understand. She continued to stuff food into her mouth, opening and closing her greasy mouth: "What's wrong? It's not uncommon for the prison to have a few more newcomers."

"It's not the same, boss," said a follower.

Another follower took over immediately: "Boss, think about it, that's someone Wang Ji values. Do you think it can be the same?"

Looking at Fat Bigfoot's stupid look of not knowing why, the attendants felt a little muddy and couldn't support the wall, and said bluntly: "We can't touch Wang Ji now, but let's take the newcomer If you give her a beating, you can vent her anger to some extent, after all, she is someone Wang Ji values, so if we beat her so that she can't take care of herself, then Wang Ji won't lose face?"

"Huh?" Only then did Fat Dazu understand, the flesh on his face was piled up, and he smiled horribly.

"Here, that's the new one, and he doesn't seem to have much ability." One of the attendants pointed at me.