59 years after its opening, people are still in Nanluoguxiang.

Early in the morning, people are still saving the world with Black Widow.

The little girl's alarm clock rang in my ears.

"Big pot, get up quickly, grandma has roasted sweet potatoes for us."

The old lady loves her grandchildren and knows that they actually prefer to eat roasted sweet potatoes.

The adults cooked sweet potatoes, and the three of them roasted one each.

Well, take a large sweet potato, leave a small half and cut it into three equal pieces.

Use a grater, which is now commonly known as a potato grater (called differently in different places), to cut the remaining half into shreds and cook it directly.

Graters existed in this era. They were usually made of a one-meter-long wooden board with the center hollowed out and an iron grater embedded in it.

Not as delicate and small as it is today.

The grater was first invented in the West in 1540 and was said to be used to grate cheese.

"Lily, go to the kitchen and watch. Call me when it's done."

Chen Feng covered his head with the quilt and wanted to continue sleeping.

"Okay, cauldron!"

The little girl agreed happily and walked to the kitchen with her happy short legs.

As a result, in less than ten minutes, the little girl came again, holding a small piece of warm sweet potato that had been roasted and cooled in her left hand, and a boiled wild duck egg in her right hand.

"Big pot, it's cooked."

Seeing Chen Feng lift the quilt, the little girl stretched out her hand and put the duck egg next to his mouth.

"Big pot, eat eggs."

"No, you can eat it yourself."

Chen Feng had no choice but to get up and brush his teeth.

Chen Hao had already gotten up and was now sitting in the kitchen, holding a piece of sweet potato in both hands, afraid that any of it would fall to the ground. He ate it in small bites, not even leaving out the burnt parts.

There is a whole boiled duck egg at hand, which is the best thing to eat after finishing the roasted sweet potatoes.

The old lady gave repeated instructions.

"Xiaohao, Xiaoli, remember, don't tell others about your eating roasted sweet potatoes."

"Uh-huh!"

The two little ones nodded repeatedly.

Chen Feng deeply suspected that the little girl was simply imitating Chen Hao and did not understand what the old lady said at all.

It is normal to eat roasted sweet potatoes, and they are not expensive.

However, the old lady was cautious by nature and did not want others to know that her family had plenty of food.

This is naturally a good thing!

Only by being careful and cautious can you live in peace.

"Xiao Feng, do you want to eat roasted sweet potatoes or boiled ones?"

Chen Feng took a look at the burnt ones and didn't want to eat them.

"Grandma, I prefer to eat cooked food."

The old lady came over with the bowl and found the duck eggs left for him, which he had peeled and put into his own bowl.

"Grandma, I don't like eating duck eggs."

The old lady had no choice but to eat it herself, knowing that it was her grandson's good intention.

Chen Jianguo is still sleeping. He was busy until after 1 a.m. last night, so he is taking a day off today.

Chen Jianjun and his wife ate early, rode their bicycles to send their wife out of the city, and then went to work at the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill.

He is showing off his affection!

Every era has its own way of showing off.

Without the circle of friends, riding a bicycle with your girlfriend (wife) is the most popular show of love nowadays!

"Grandma, the meat needs to be cooked early, otherwise it will go bad."

Chen Feng was very worried that they would be reluctant to eat it. Even if it was just a little bit of fat, it would definitely be fried over and over again. It would be difficult to complete his mission unless it was completely squeezed dry.

But there is no use in keeping the lean meat.

“Don’t worry, I’ll save some for stir-frying with shrimps in the evening,” the old lady said with a smile.

The two little ones raised their heads at the same time, their eyes full of surprise.

It seems that they really want to eat meat.

After finishing breakfast, there was nothing to do, so Chen Feng held the little girl in his arms, and Chen Hao followed closely behind.

The three of them walked around and arrived at Wangfujing Department Store.

Noticing the little girl's eyes, Chen Feng carried her in.

"Cauldron, what's that water?"

The little girl asked, staring at the Arctic Ocean in a little boy's hand.

The little boy was being led by a man in a Zhongshan suit. He should be what people in later generations would call a real child of a wealthy family.

The Arctic Ocean soda, which comes in a glass bottle, a tin cap, and has an orange flavor and a picture of a snowy mountain and a white bear, is the childhood dream of countless children in Beijing.

In this era, soda is synonymous with freshness and trendiness.

Many young people in the compound like to take a bottle of Arctic Ocean, sit at the gate of the compound and drink it for half a day.

What they drank was not orange-flavored sweetened water, but bull beep!

“That’s soda.”

Chen Feng walked to the counter and asked, "How much for three bottles?"

The little girl was immediately very happy.

Chen Hao was even more excited.

"Hello, it's ten cents a bottle, but you need three soda coupons." The salesperson said with a smile.

Worthy!

Chen Feng was too tired to complain.

I had a huge sum of ten yuan in my pocket, but I couldn’t spend it.

You need a ticket for soda, is there any law in this world?

The current Sijiucheng ice factory is in short supply, so it adopts the bill system. When the production capacity is expanded in the future, the supply and marketing cooperatives can buy directly.

"Xiao Chen, would you like to buy some soda for your brother and sister?"

Hearing the words behind him, Chen Feng turned around quickly.

"Good morning, Professor Wu. I'm sorry to bother you. I forgot to bring my ticket."

Professor Wu is the retired professor, the old man who made two transactions with Chen Feng.

He took out three soda coupons and thirty cents from his pocket and gave them to the little girl.

"I'll treat you guys to a drink. I have something else to do. Remember to look for me if you have anything good."

The little girl looked at Chen Feng and waited for him to nod before taking the ticket.

Chen Feng thanked: "Okay, thank you professor."

This professor is such a good person. He clearly hopes that everyone will continue to cooperate, but he didn't say a word. Instead, he gave three tickets and money.

Looks like I have to change ducks today.

"Now many people in the city have caught ducks, so I guess I'm not being too high-profile."

After coming to this world, except for being a little willful in front of his family, he chose to keep a low profile outside.

So even though I knew that the professor had connections at home, I still held myself back and didn't visit him frequently to exchange ideas.

The little girl said obediently: "Thank you, Grandpa."

Chen Hao also followed suit to express his gratitude.

The old man smiled and separated from them.

Buy three bottles of soda from the salesperson.

He simply unscrewed the bottle cap with his bare hands, gave one bottle to Chen Hao, kept one bottle in his hand, and took one bottle for himself, carefully feeding it to the little girl.

After just one sip, the little girl immediately fell in love with it.

"Big pot, delicious."

The little girl was so happy that she held the glass soda bottle in both hands, and her admiration for her big brother once again exceeded the limit.

Chen Hao took a sip and felt like he had turned into one of the young men on the street, seeming to be very impressive.

"belch."

"Brother, do you really have a ticket?"

Chen Feng shook his head and said, "Xiao Hao, remember, in the Forty-Nine City, if you don't have something, you can't tell others, unless it's your family. You can say you didn't bring it, or you can say you forgot to buy it, but you can't say you don't have it or you can't afford it."

Chen Hao didn't understand.

"why?"

Chen Feng said as he walked: "Because in this city, if you want others to respect you, you must not lose your talent or face."

“If you can’t afford it, it means you don’t have talent.”

"If you don't have it at home, it means you have no face."

"I have talent but no face, but I can still be self-reliant."

"You have no talent, but you have face. You can find talented people to help you do things."

"But if you have no talent and no face, when you go out to do things, others won't listen to you, won't help you, and may even hold you back."

Chen Hao didn't quite understand and asked, "Brother, you let Brother Zhuzi help you cook, but you have no talent, but you have face, right?"

Chen Feng raised his eyebrows.

"It is."

A few teenagers playing on the roadside looked at the three of them with envy.

Chen Hao felt a little proud and took a few sips on purpose.

The little girl took a sip from time to time, and as long as she exerted force with her little hands, Chen Feng would follow her strength and feed her a sip.

Chen Hao looked at the soda in his hand and said, "Brother, don't you want to drink it?"

Chen Feng said calmly: "It's for my second uncle, so don't even think about it."

The Arctic Ocean in Sijiu City, Bingfeng in Xi'an, Shanhaiguan in Tianjin, and the later-appearing Luoyang Haibi, are the representatives of northern orange-flavored soda of this era.

Soda, cold noodles, and roujiamo are a snack combination that has stood firm in the land of Sanqin.

However, Chen Feng was not interested in this thing, so he might as well have a bottle of mineral water.

Chen Jianguo likes soda because it is cheap compared to alcohol!