Chen Mang lightly patted the young man's shoulder, interrupting him, and then looked at the residents below the stage with a smile: "Is that so? From now on, all residents can choose between bread and steamed buns for their daily meals."
He then looked at Old Pig below the stage: "Heat up all the food for everyone in the boiler room."
"Old Pig, this is indeed something you didn't handle right."
"Everyone is working hard for the train, at the very least, they should get something warm to eat every day, right?"
"Yes, yes, yes."
Standing below the stage, Old Pig quickly nodded: "I'll take care of it once I get down. It was my oversight."
His face remained calm, but inside his heart was heavy.
Originally, the residents received 30 slices of bread daily, which only used 3 units of iron ore.
Now, the residents want fifteen meat sandwiches a day, which totals 15 units of iron ore.
