Chapter 203: Altar Meat and Soup Dumplings (3)

After the founding of New China, business owners and the government were encouraged to operate jointly, and gradually changed the original privately operated various companies, factories, mines, and shopping malls to the nature of public-private joint ventures, and the name was public-private joint venture company, and later it was called so-and-so joint venture company. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Later, after a period of development, the private shares "withdrew" and were changed to state-owned units, and the name of the joint venture gradually disappeared, replaced by a state-owned company, or a shopping mall.

In the late 80s, the Benxi joint department store was changed to the state-owned Benxi department store.

These two kinds of delicacies are sold in a store, it is called Kaifeng soup dumplings, the skin of the buns is thin and transparent, the taste is delicious, it is Zhang Xingming's favorite in the last life, and the altar meat, the pork belly is cut into a large clay pot, simmered on the stove, the seasoning is mainly soy sauce, it is not greasy to eat, it is very delicious. The soup is very thick, just used to mix rice, and after eating, the tongue is full of relish, and the aftertaste is endless.

After speaking, Zhang Xingming couldn't help licking his lips, and after a few mouthfuls, he looked greedy, in fact, he was really greedy.

The students looked at Teacher Fu.

Teacher Fu looked at Zhang Xingming, then at the other students, thought about it, and said, "Okay, go ahead, the teacher really can't afford to invite you, one by one you can eat like a pig." The male classmates laughed, and the female classmates blushed one by one.

After walking for more than ten minutes, I arrived at the back of the joint venture company building, which was full of large bungalows, shops, and a few restaurants.

At this time, the restaurants in the Northeast are hung with a banner, a red plastic leather wrapped in a tin bucket, with plastic flowers on it, representing the steamed bun flower rolls, the middle circle part represents the plate, which is the stir-fried vegetables, and the red spikelets floating in the wind below represent the noodles.

No matter how big or small, there are several such banners to be hung at the entrance of Chinese restaurants, and some small shops don't even need to hang signs, and when you see the banners, you know that this is selling Chinese food.

The banner is not at will, this also represents the level of the restaurant chef, the highest is eight banners, commonly known as the eight banners, such a restaurant is relatively rare, and there may not be one or two in a city, which is really awesome.

Generally, there are more than six pretenses, and when the people call them, they directly shout the number of pretenses, six major pretents, and eight major pretenses, which replace the name of the hotel. The guils are all doubles, and there is no singular.

Later, the times developed, the decoration became more and more high-end, and slowly this kind of pretense could no longer be seen, and the customs of hundreds of years disappeared.

Kaifeng soup dumplings are located in the middle of the house, and there are other restaurants on both sides, and there is a hanging oven cake tofu brain that is also delicious.

A group of people pushed into the restaurant, which was not big, with a few old round tables, and three small rooms in the house that took up the most area, one for buns and one for the kitchen, which also sold stir-fried vegetables. Another small point is the altar meat, and the large jar is simmering on the fire.

In these years, there is no waiter to greet you when you enter the hotel and ask you how many people are eating, that is, look up, there is an enthusiastic shout, and the general sound is not squeaky, as if you didn't look at it.

Everyone find a table to sit down, and there are still few people who can eat in the restaurant in 85, so although the store is not big, it is not crowded, and the restaurant has more staff than eaters.

Zhang Xingming shouted: "One person and one cage of steamed buns, bring garlic sauce, vinegar, five portions of altar meat, large portions." Then he asked his classmates, "Who wants to eat?" Everyone looked at each other, no one squeaked, and whoever ate with steamed buns.

The staff in the hotel answered: "Come and pay the bill." ā€

Zhang Xingming's face flushed, forgetting that at this time, it was all money before goods, and no one had to serve it yet, so he had to serve it himself.

He stood up and walked to the ticket gate, the buns were three yuan and one cage, it was a big cage, a bun was the size of a child's fist, there were fifteen in a cage, and the altar meat was two yuan with rice, Zhang Xingming said that he didn't want to eat, and he received a piece of five, a total of more than forty yuan, and the vinegar dish and garlic paste did not cost money.

The speed was very fast, and the buns and jar meat were served, probably because they bought too much, and the waiter brought them over.

The classmates ate two mouthfuls of a bun and three mouthfuls of meat, Zhang Xingming ate a bun and a mouthful of meat, and suddenly felt that it was not right, he was different from other classmates, he was not short of oil and water, soup dumplings with altar meat, although the taste was right, delicious, but a little tired, so I had to get up and reluctantly ask for a bowl of rice. I didn't ask for money, so I picked up a cheap one and saved five cents.

Chen Zisheng and the two junior high school students also went to bring a bowl of rice, Zhang Xingming said: "I know it's not enough to eat, and what else, what kind of rice to eat." Don't look at me, I'm too tired to eat. ā€

Another classmate was stunned for a moment, and sent the meal back, Chen Zisheng sat down with the meal and said, "I'm not polite to you, I can eat, and I can't eat enough if I don't have food." Laughing with Zhang Xingming, they knew each other in the city this time, and the relationship was quite good.

Chen Zisheng is not very easy to get along with in memory, he surrounds the teacher all day long, and rarely cares about his classmates.

The buns quickly bottomed out, and the meat was almost caught, Zhang Xingming shouted: "One more." He pressed 200 yuan on the ticket sale, and finished settling the account.

A few waiters giggled and went to serve buns and scoop meat, saying, "This half-grown child is too edible, my mother, how can I raise it." ā€

Zhang Xingming ate a bowl of rice, five buns, and a bowl of meat by himself, and no one grabbed him.

He handed the bun to the middle of the table and said, "I'm full, you eat slowly, we are not in a hurry, and my stomach hurts after eating in a hurry." Yes, eat enough. ā€

After finishing it, he asked Chen Zisheng and Mr. Fu: "Do you want to stop stir-frying two dishes?" I think there are not enough dry goods. ā€

Teacher Fu knocked him on the head with chopsticks and said, "Dese." ā€

Chen Zisheng said with a smile: "There is no need to stir-fry, these two things can be eaten and delicious." ā€

Zhou Tianying said: "I want to eat scrambled eggs with persimmons, this meat is too much." "Her family is in good condition and there is no shortage of oil.

Zhang Xingming motioned to the waiter, the man turned around and went to the kitchen, and after a while, he brought it up and put it in front of Zhou Tianying, and a few little girls rushed to eat.

In this year, tomatoes and eggs are definitely hard dishes, eggs are not like in later generations, every family can buy a few catties at any time, at this time, an egg is a few cents, few families are willing to eat every day, in the last life, Zhang Xingming can mix two on his birthday.

After eating, I ate more than 90 yuan, almost a hundred, this is really an amazing number, and it is no wonder that the waiters in the restaurant are happy to look at them.

Children in this era lack food, food, oil and water, and they have to help with family work, school labor, running and jumping crazy with classmates, how to live without eating more.

There are a few obviously holding on, all of them are very difficult at home, unlike Zhou Tianying and Chen Zisheng, the family is a leader or a double worker, no matter how short there is, there will be no shortage of food, at this time the difficult family is full of pits, that is really poor, three meals a day to eat pickles.

In the 90s, the life of the common people was much better, the materials were abundant, and the way to make money was also opened, and no matter how they could mix and eat and drink.

More than a dozen people walked to the training center while talking and laughing, all of them eating greasy mouths, and the sense of satisfaction jumped on their faces.

Teacher Fu put one hand on Zhang Xingming's shoulder and said, "You spend so much money all day long, don't your parents scold you?"

Zhang Xingming was a little embarrassed to be hugged by her, and it was difficult to hide, and said: "No, I usually don't spend much money, and I don't need anything to spend." ā€