Striving in the sixties started from Tu Hop Vien

After the household registration and work were determined, Yang Qinggang was in a happy mood and decided to find a restaurant to have a beautiful meal.

My buddy went out today with two hundred yuan in his pocket as a gift, and he ended up buying two bottles of wine without spending any money.

Yang Qinggang doesn't know how to cook, but in this summer, the coal stove is in the house again, and the whole house can't stay when he cooks, and it's hot enough.

In addition to selling some steamed buns for lunch, the small rice shop at the mouth of the alley has nothing to eat at noon, and it is not as fragrant as the oil cake in the morning.

Therefore, in order to celebrate the beginning of his new life, our Comrade Xiao Yang decided to open a restaurant to treat himself.

Yang Qinggang had watched the documentary long before the crossing, but he knew that the cooks of this era were all real kung fu, unlike the descendants who were all over the street with either hot pot or foreign fast food.

In this era, almost everything is pure natural and pollution-free, and most of the livestock such as pigs, sheep and cattle eat grass and swill.

Hey, these days, people can't afford to eat fodder.

I walked to a state-run hotel closest to the courtyard, and the name is also very characteristic of the times, called the Red Star State-run Hotel. There are four big characters on the left and right sides of the entrance of the hotel, the left side says self-reliance, and the right side says hard work.

When I entered the hotel, the sun had just reached the middle of the day, and it was just 12 o'clock, and there were not too many people in the hotel.

The waiter leaned against the front desk and the cashier was talking about pumpkin seeds, and no one greeted customers.

Yang Qinggang entered the door, found a slightly cleaner table, and said to the waiter with a smile: "Lesbian, excuse me, order." The

waiter leaning on the counter didn't seem to hear it, still chatting with melon seeds, and didn't look like he was paying attention to the guests at all.

Yang Qinggang looked very curious, seeing that the waiter didn't pay attention to him, he was not angry at all, and continued to laugh and shout, "Comrade waiter, order

!" The waitress didn't even turn around, threw away the pumpkin seeds in her hand with an angry face, rolled her eyes and said, "What are you shouting, calling the soul! Aren't you busy, you are in a hurry to go home and eat." The

waiter turned around, his eyes lit up.

Comrade Xiao Yang went out to do business today, and deliberately picked out the best clothes in the family, a white shirt, green army trousers, a black faux leather bag in his hand, and shiny black leather shoes on his feet.

Of course, the most important thing is what I have said before, he is handsome, and his appearance is almost comparable to that of all readers, that is called a Saipan'an, better than Song Yu.

"Comrade, I'm sorry, I was just discussing work with my colleague, and I was too busy to greet you, don't mind. The waiter put on a big smile.

The handsome guy is really treated well, from ancient times to the present.

"Yo, sister, you're welcome, what do we have to eat here?"

The waiter pointed to the counter.

"But if you come alone, I recommend you Kung Pao Chicken, stir-fried lamb, which are all the specialties of our master. Anyway, comrade, are you a local? Why haven't I seen you? What unit do you work in? Do you have a partner?" the waiter's mouth kept talking.

"You ask so much, how can I answer you, do you think I should order a dish first?" Yang Qinggang ignored the waiter's question.

"Okay, what do you want?"

"Haha, just the two you just said, then a roast chicken, two white flour steamed buns." Yang Qinggang had already noticed a few meat dishes written on the menu on the blackboard.

"Heh, you've got enough to eat! The food will come later, so you go to the front desk to pay the fee first." The waiter turned and walked to the back kitchen.

"A total of 4 yuan and 3 cents, plus four taels of fine grain stamps and a pound of meat stamps. You can order food, our roast chicken here is a signature, limited every day. The cashier at the front desk said.

Yang Qing had just eaten two oil cakes in the morning, and he was already hungry at this time.

He counted out the money ticket from his pocket and handed it to the cashier.

This lunch is expensive enough, more than 4 yuan is almost the salary of an ordinary worker for 3 days, not to mention the food and meat stamps.

The food ordered is not very time-consuming, and the roast chicken is already ready and put away. Yang Qinggang waited for about ten minutes, and the dishes were already ready.

The waitress and her cashier's little sister were attracted to the male sex, and came over to chat with Comrade Xiao Yang, almost not being fooled out of tears by Comrade Xiao Yang.

It's so miserable, defending the motherland on the border, and my father at home also died in the line of duty.

The two eldest sisters were not embarrassed to mention the object of introduction, it happened that it was already more than twelve o'clock, and the hotel was also coming one after another, under the urging of the guests, Yang Qinggang finally got rid of the questioning and was able to taste the food of this era with peace of mind.

The dishes of this era are really fragrant, but the waiter's eldest sister did not fool him, and they are indeed the master's specialty dishes. Especially that chicken, it is definitely a domesticated free-range chicken, the meat is delicious, the fragrance is tangy, chewy but not firewood, and the meat skin is shiny, which greatly satisfies Yang Qinggang's appetite.

The two dishes will be eaten, but most of the roast chicken is left, and it is really impossible to eat. I asked the waiter for the straw paper, wrapped the chicken, tied it with a rope, and walked out of the restaurant.

Yang Qinggang walked towards the courtyard with the chicken, found a secluded corner, and put the chicken and handbag in the system space. Continue to walk home unhurriedly.

"Eh, I put the chicken in the space, why is there such a big smell of chicken?" Yang Qinggang sniffed.

It seems to have come from a pipe on the side of the road, and now there are chickens eating in the sewer pipes? Yang Qinggang walked over and searched for it.

"Hey, guys, what's going on?" Yang Qinggang shouted.

I almost didn't jump up in fright when I was eating the stick terrier, Xiaodang, and Huaihua.

"Who are you? are you in charge?" replied the terrier, but his two sisters were already hiding behind him.

Hey, I didn't expect to run into it, it seems that today this is a classic track in the TV series, a stick terrier stealing chicken. Thinking that there was still a good show to watch tonight, Yang Qinggang was not angry when he was shouted.

"Haha, I don't care, you don't eat alone, you remember the two sisters, but remember to wipe the oil on your body quickly, don't be discovered. Yang Qinggang laughed and didn't say much, turned his head and left.

Yang Qinggang smoked a cigarette beautifully and slowly paced home.

Although I can't walk with my current physique, I don't need to be on my legs every day, I have to find an opportunity to get a bicycle.

Yang Qinggang lay on the wooden shelf bed at home and began to think crankily. I have to find a way to get money, and it is estimated that it is very difficult to live on wages alone.

His head became heavier and heavier, and Yang Qinggang slowly fell asleep.