"So, what kind of work should we assign to Mu Tou?" Yu Dahai asked.
"Why don't we have him clean the night soil? Our restaurant used to have the staff rotate for this job. Since Mu Tou is willing to do anything, why not relieve the staff of this burden for now!"
Mu Tou obviously didn't want to do it.
As a respectable chef in a restaurant, he only came to learn something; how could they ask him to clean night soil?
His precious hands could do what even pigs wouldn't want to do?
"Owner, please ask someone else to clean night soil. I really can't do it!"
"If you can't do it, then get lost! Do you think I want to keep a worthless bum who harms others and himself?
Don't forget, you were the one who wanted to leave our restaurant back then. Why should I feed and take care of you after you harmed my interests?"
Mu Shuangshuang questioned him sharply!
Under her intimidation, Mu Tou reluctantly accepted the job of cleaning night soil.
