Wang Daguo was more cautious. He reminded Shen Lu that if word got out, many people would start bringing materials over.
Shu Meng and Xin Yu nodded, agreeing with Wang Daguo.
"It's fine. As long as the things they bring are up to standard."
The metal materials that could be found in the junkyard were mostly cheap. You'd only find expensive ones with a rare stroke of luck. Given Shen Lu's current financial situation, she could afford to openly buy materials for two or three years without issue.
Seeing Shen Lu's resolve, the employees didn't press the matter. Those who didn't live in the dorms went home after their shifts, while those who did went to the kitchen to help with dinner.
Sang Yue was in a particularly good mood, humming a tune as she worked.
Shen Lu had taken her advice. The feeling was wonderful.
Dinner was simple: fried egg and shredded radish soup, hot and sour winter melon, stir-fried dried tofu with pork, and a cold cucumber salad.
