Rise from a Poor Family: My Martial Arts Counterattack

Chapter 7 The sad person
After leaving Yu’s training yard, Lin Chen went straight back to the training ground.

Gu Fei took out two steamed buns from his arms and handed them to Lin Chen: "You haven't eaten it yet."

"Ah."

Lin Chen didn't bother to be polite with Gu Fei and took the steamed bun that Gu Fei handed over.

Although these two steamed buns were also deducted from the food sent by Gu Fei's family, as a brother, he would not divide them so clearly with Gu Fei.

"Chenzi, what do you mean by work-study program?" Gu Fei asked curiously while Lin Chen was eating a steamed bun.

"Teacher Yu found me a job helping out in the cafeteria, and I can get free food."

Working in the cafeteria?
Gu Fei was very shocked and his eyes widened instantly.

"Chenzi, don't be stupid."

Although they worked hard in the village, they still felt a sense of superiority deep down after arriving at the martial arts hall.

The most important thing is that if he does dirty and tiring work in front of other students, he will be laughed at by other students, and he is afraid that Lin Chen cannot bear it.

Seeing Gu Fei's worry, Lin Chen took the initiative to comfort him: "Didn't many people mock me in the past six months? Have you forgotten the legendary martial arts story I told you?"

"That's different. The story you told about not bullying the poor young man, and the anti-inflammatory stuff, although it was ridiculed, it didn't mean you had to do rough work."

"The essence is the same. The more I am ridiculed now, the more I will learn martial arts and get slapped in the face in the future. Wouldn't it be great?"

"That's true...but..."

"Okay, I finally got Instructor Yu to agree, now I can't quit even if I want to."

When Gu Fei heard Lin Chen say this, he curled his lips and finally cursed: "Your grandfather is really a piece of shit."

……

……

In the morning, Yu Yongnian came to the martial arts training ground, watched the students practice martial arts for a while, and then left. However, before leaving, he also gave Lin Chen a word, telling him that he could go directly to the cafeteria at noon.

Lin Chen knew that Instructor Yu had already talked to the cafeteria manager about it.

As it was almost time for dinner, Lin Chen said hello to Gu Fei and left a quarter of an hour early.

I came to the cafeteria, asked to see the steward, and told him my name.

"Instructor Yu did give instructions. How about this? You will be responsible for serving food to the students, and then eat with everyone else."

"Thank you, Manager Zhang."

"You don't need to thank me. This is a favor from Instructor Yu. Just remember Instructor Yu."

Manager Zhang waved his hand. There were many jobs to be done in the kitchen. The hardest and most tiring one was naturally collecting and washing the students' bowls and chopsticks, but he would not assign Lin Chen a job that was too tiring.

Although Instructor Yu only said that he would give Lin Chen a chance to work, and that the specific work would be decided by him as the manager, he could never really let Lin Chen do the most tiring and dirty work.

When it was time for dinner, Lin Chen stood at the beef window holding an iron spoon.

"How many pounds of beef do you want, brother?"

"Brother? Aren't you the one who's... or something?"

"Brother, my last name is Lin."

"Junior Brother Lin, I'm sorry, I forgot about it. Give me two pounds of beef."

Lin Chen nodded and placed two spoonfuls of beef on the other person's plate.

"How many pounds of beef does this senior brother want?"

Every time he met a new student, Lin Chen would call him "senior brother" with a smile and a calm look in his eyes.

On the contrary, the students of the martial arts hall were a little surprised to see Lin Chen at the window, with a hint of shock on their faces, but no one would laugh at him.

There was no grudge between Lin Chen and them. Even if they really laughed at them, they would keep it in their hearts and would not show it in front of Lin Chen.

"How many pounds of beef does Senior Brother Zhao want?"

Zhao Jingchuan looked at Lin Chen in front of him, a little surprised: "Junior Brother Lin, why did you do this?"

"Teacher Yu took pity on my poor family and allowed me to help in the cafeteria with free food expenses." Lin Chen answered naturally.

"Is that so? Then please give me ten cow bone sticks, Junior Brother Lin."

"Senior brother, wait a moment."

Lin Chen turned around and fished out ten ox bone sticks from another iron basin. As expected of one of the richest students in this class, he was very generous. The ox bone sticks were not calculated by kilogram. One stick cost thirty cents, and these ten sticks cost three hundred cents.

There is not much beef on the beef bone stick, but the beef marrow in the bones is better than beef in nourishing qi and blood. Only a few people in the martial arts hall can afford it.

Zhao Jingchuan left with the beef bones, and after a few more students lined up, Gu Fei appeared in front of Lin Chen and winked at him: "Give me two pounds of beef." Lin Chen's expression remained unchanged, but he used some force to put the two spoons into the basin of beef and pressed it tighter.

With these two spoonfuls, the beef will weigh a few more ounces.

The two brothers smiled at each other, and everything was said without words.

"Hey, you're not practicing martial arts, but working as a handyman in the cafeteria?"

Zhang Tao appeared in front of Lin Chen again. Lin Chen's expression remained unchanged. He also knew why Zhang Tao disliked him.

envy!

Zhang Tao's family background was not particularly good. When he saw himself scooping beef soup from the cafeteria, he was too shameless to do so, which showed that he had a twisted jealousy towards himself.

He had encountered many people like this in his previous life.

In my previous life, when the class was selecting poor students, there was a classmate from a poor family. Because of his self-esteem and fear of being laughed at by his classmates, he did not dare to apply for poverty subsidies. When other classmates got the poverty subsidies, he laughed at these classmates in a sarcastic way.

People like this are so obsessed with face that they suffer in the end. They are truly incompetent!
"Do you want to beat the meat?" Lin Chen asked directly without responding to Zhang Tao's question.

"Give me two pounds of beef." Zhang Tao snorted. There were students queuing behind him, so he didn't dare to waste too much time.

Lin Chen picked up the iron spoon and scooped a spoonful from the porcelain bowl full of beef, but after scooping, he shook his hand and the top few pieces of meat fell back into the bowl.

Zhang Tao's expression changed from surprise at first to anger later.

"Two pounds of meat is ready, next one."

Lin Chen didn't care about Zhang Tao. He didn't give Zhang Tao less portion. He just gave him more at the beginning, making Zhang Tao think he got the upper hand. Then he put down Zhang Tao's happy mood.

He understood that being a chef has its benefits.

If he meets a student he is familiar with, he can get more, an extra ounce or two, and the cafeteria will not pursue it.

After all, there is no scale in the cafeteria, so it is impossible to be so precise that one spoonful counts as one pound.

"Are you ready? If you are, get out of the way!"

Zhang Tao was about to get angry when a student behind him urged him. Faced with the impatient tone of the student behind him, Zhang Tao quickly stepped aside and left angrily with his meal.

Seeing this scene, Lin Chen felt even more disdainful.

A person who is extremely sensitive and has low self-esteem, who relies on bullying people who are poorer than him to satisfy his inner vanity, and who bullies the weak and fears the strong, will never make any achievements in martial arts in his life.

There were a total of sixty students in the school. Lin Chen finished training them all in a quarter of an hour, but he still stood at the window and waited for another quarter of an hour. Some students would go back to the dormitory after practicing martial arts, change into clean clothes and then come to the cafeteria to eat.

……

After the cafeteria closed, Lin Chen took the remaining beef in the pot back to the kitchen and ate with the chefs.

There were still about three or four pounds of beef left in the beef bowl.

"It's ready. I came at the right time."

Manager Zhang appeared on time and walked in.

"Manager Zhang, how about we come together? We just happen to have some leftover beef today." Chef Wang greeted.

"I've eaten, so I won't eat anymore."

Manager Zhang smiled and waved his hand, walked forward and glanced at the table, then looked at Lin Chen: "Xiao Lin needs to nourish his body after practicing martial arts, so eat more beef."

"Thank you, Manager Zhang." Lin Chen looked grateful.

"Okay, you guys eat, I'm just walking around, I'll be leaving first."

Manager Zhang came and left quickly, but his words made the people in the kitchen look different. Chef Wang thought for a moment, then picked up the largest piece of meat and stuffed it into Lin Chen's bowl.

"Xiao Lin, eat more. If there's extra beef left, just take it. Don't be polite."

After saying that, the head chef looked at the others again and said, "Xiao Lin needs to practice martial arts and eat meat, so don't fight with Xiao Lin."

"I'm already this old, it's useless to eat more meat, I'll save it all for Xiaolin."

"Xiao Lin, eat more and practice hard. If you can really master it, our kitchen will also benefit from it."

No matter what the people in the kitchen were thinking, after Manager Zhang arrived and the chef spoke, they all kept asking Lin Chen to eat more.

Lin Chen was not polite. He came to work in the kitchen just to eat beef.

This favor was given by Teacher Yu. If he behaved too sensible and deliberately yielded, that would not be tactfulness, that would be stupidity.

The head chef looked at the beef in the pot and had an idea in his mind. It seemed that starting from tomorrow, he could buy an extra pound or two of beef.

(End of this chapter)