"Everyone, lunchtime!" Hou Jianchang's voice suddenly rang out from the side.
He had driven up in a large truck, which was loaded with factory-made ready-to-eat products.
After all, under these circumstances, it was impossible to establish a complete cooking system right away.
Although Xie Jiang's construction team came with their own chef, such mass-produced site meals probably wouldn't be palatable to those involved in archaeology.
Hou Jianchang had proactively taken on the task of handling the meals for the past few days.
He didn't just bring products from the factory, but also had the canteen steam a large quantity of steamed buns.
Chen Yu, though he had just taken part in a cooking competition, had rushed over here without eating and sat down to have lunch with the archaeology team.
As they were eating, an old van suddenly appeared not far away.
Soon after, five sleazy-looking middle-aged men crawled out of the vehicle.
"Where's Li Zongze? Get your ass out here!"
