In the 1960s, my whole family was murdered by my enemies.

[They are all caught, great, they made a lot of money. 】

Zhang Guosheng happily took Zhang Lin's hand and went to the state-owned restaurant.

The state-owned restaurant in the mountain city is much larger than the one in the county town.

There are more dishes inside.

Zhang Lin ordered the special braised pork and steamed pork with rice flour, and Zhang Guosheng also ordered two vegetarian dishes.

An adult and a child ate two meat dishes and two vegetable dishes, which cost a lot of money.

[The novel really didn’t lie to me. The braised pork of this era is really delicious. It’s fatty but not greasy. Even I, who don’t like fatty meat, don’t dislike it! ]

Zhang Lin took a bite of the braised pork and his eyes lit up.

It was much more delicious than what she had eaten in restaurants in her previous life.

The main thing is that the pork of this era is particularly fragrant, original and delicious!

When Zhang Guosheng saw Zhang Lin pick up three pieces of braised pork in a row and keep picking more for him, he knew what he should do.

Braised pork, right? He must learn how to do it!

"Be good, wait till I get back and learn how to make braised pork, and then I'll let you eat as much as you want!"

Zhang Lin smiled sweetly, "Okay!"

[In my previous life, my father was a good cook, and I trusted him.]

Zhang Guosheng almost jumped up with pride.

But the pressure also came. His family trusted him so much, he couldn't mess it up.

Zhang Lin didn't expect at this time that during the next ten days in the mountain city, he would have braised pork almost every meal.

From the beginning, it was either burnt or melted, or the sugar color was not fried enough, or it was burnt... Until the end, it was soft, hard, sweet and light. Although it was not extremely delicious, it was already very good, and similar to what I had in ordinary restaurants in my previous life.

No matter how her father cooked, Zhang Lin always smiled and gave him face, eating several pieces.

Later on, she was already a little disdainful, but still didn't dampen Zhang Guosheng's interest.

It was not until the neighbors in the tube-shaped building wanted to protest after smelling the sweet and greasy aroma of braised pork every day that they finally changed the dishes.

Before picking up Zhang Lin, Zhang Guosheng prepared the bedroom.

The day before work, he took Zhang Lin out early.

Early in the morning, people were coming and going in the tube-shaped building, some were getting ready for work, some were queuing up to buy groceries.

"Hey, Kuniyoshi, this is your sister?"

Aunt Wang next door's eyes lit up. It was rare to see such cute and lovely children in this generation.

"Aunt Wang, this is my sister Linlin."

"Kunisei, take your sister out to play."

"Come, come, Linlin, give your sister-in-law a hug."

Along the way, everyone they met was very enthusiastic towards them.

Zhang Lin's face was about to break from laughing. If they didn't have to go to work, it would take them an hour to get out of the tube building.

Zhang Guosheng is now the most sought-after talent in the courtyard of the tube building.

"Come on, I'll take you to this pier."

People who grew up by the river like to stroll along the river when they have nothing to do.

Zhang Guosheng took Zhang Lin and rode on their bicycles.

In the central urban area of ​​the mountain city, riding a bicycle also requires some physical strength.

However, Zhang Guosheng is not lacking in physical strength.

Zhang Lin sat on the seat tied to the left rear of the bicycle, feeling the river breeze with a comfortable look on his face.

On the side of the road, I saw a bicycle speeding past on a hillside with an angle of more than 30 degrees, and my jaw dropped.

They rubbed their eyes, thinking they were seeing things.

[My first job as an intern during the summer vacation of my previous life was near here. My subsequent jobs were also not far away.]

Zhang Lin is very familiar with the central urban area of ​​this city. When he worked nearby, he often strolled around the pedestrian street in the evening when he had nothing to do.

The large Xinhua Bookstore on the pedestrian street is a place she often goes to.

The two rode along the two rivers, visited the largest pier, and later went to the auditorium.

[From now on, there will be an antique city here, with stalls full of things. ]

Zhang Lin looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar street scene, feeling a little dazed.

Zhang Guosheng listened silently to Zhang Lin's inner voice. What will happen here in the future? There will be a park over there in the future. What kind of cultural and creative park will this factory become?

Strange words and the descriptions gradually formed pictures in his mind.

To be honest, he had not been able to see these scenes in his previous life.

It doesn’t matter. In this life, he will definitely accompany Guaiguai to see all these beautiful views decades later to make up for the regrets of the previous life...

The two returned to the dormitory, had a simple meal and rested.

On the first day, Zhang Guosheng had to go to work and Zhang Lin was alone at home.

Zhang Guosheng was not worried about Zhang Lin's safety at all.

After he left, Zhang Lin and others who were supposed to go out had almost all gone out. They avoided the crowd and quietly left the tube building.

After wandering around for a long time, Zhang Lin finally found the black market. After buying a batch of things, his eyes were attracted by the iron cakes at one of the stalls.

I stared at an old man in a thick cotton-padded coat who quickly poured the liquid in the pot into iron cups.

After a while, the old man picked up the half-formed iron cake from the quilt with an iron skewer, turned it over and continued to bake...

The fragrance wafted over from afar.

"Old Yang, give me two, they smell so good!"

The vendors next to him were drooling.

It’s hard to find this thing nowadays, but it’s many times more delicious than the egg cakes sold in stores!

Iron cakes were very popular. After Zhang Lin packed up her things, she went up and bought dozens of them.

"Little brother, do you want to finish all this food?"

Old Yang spoke up and gave some advice.

"It's okay, my brother and I are both big eaters!"

Zhang Lin waited for a long time with a smile on her face, and Lao Yang grilled it again and again.

She has nothing to be afraid of since she has space. If she wasn't afraid of attracting attention, she could let Lao Yang roast her from morning to night.

"Little brother, this is not fair of you. You asked for so much for one person. Old Yang is almost out of raw materials."

"That's right, little brother. Leave some for us."

There was a queue of protests.

Zhang Lin decided to quit while he was ahead, and took forty or fifty iron cakes and put them into the space under the cover of a backpack. He only kept a small bag and ate it while walking around.

"Little brother, would you like some delicious egg cake?"

"Little brother, my steamed cake is also delicious."

Zhang Lin was not interested in egg cake, but the steamed cake was good and she bought several dozen pieces.

The steamed cake seller ignored the eye roll from the egg cake seller and grinned until his mouth was about to burst.

After leaving the black market, Zhang Lin was bumped head-on by someone.

Fortunately, she dodged quickly and was not hit. The man couldn't stop and crashed directly into the wall.

"Grass mud horse!"

The man was furious and looked up at Zhang Lin viciously.

"Why are you hiding!"

Zhang Lin almost laughed out of anger.

"What's the matter? You don't keep your eyes open when you walk, and you don't allow others to hide? You are like a deep well of ice!"

The man who came was a teenager, dressed decently, but I didn't expect him to be an idiot.

"Fuck you!"

The boy saw that the other person was not much older than him, but was more arrogant than him.

Growing up in a compound, whoever dares to offend him so blindly must be tired of living!

Snapped!

Snapped!

Zhang Lin attacked left and right, using 20% ​​of his strength. The boy's face swelled up instantly, and he turned several times on the spot. Finally, he fell to the ground. One of his teeth was knocked out and his mouth was full of blood.

Zhang Lin dared to guarantee that this guy definitely had a concussion.

"How dare you hit me! Do you know who I am? You country bumpkin, you even dare to hit your grandfather Han Xiaohan, you are tired of living!"

The boy rushed forward in anger.

Han Xiaohan?

Zhang Lin frowned.

Why does this name sound familiar?