Skeptically, he sat down and asked for a bowl of hot tofu.

After taking the first bite, your heart will be clear.

It's such a delicious thing, and you don't need to ask for a childcare at all.

Even if the nursery comes and eats two bites, I guess I don't have the heart to do any lame show for you.

Basically, everyone eats the first bowl, and involuntarily follows their hearts and adds another bowl.

The kind of machine-made tofu sold in the supply and marketing cooperatives, the kind that costs half a catty a piece, costs six cents, and two taels of food stamps are charged.

Jiang Zhilian's hot tofu here is about half a catty a piece, and with seasonings, a bowl is sold for a dime and a half cent, and there is no need to give food stamps.

In the era of the planned economy, for most people, all kinds of tickets were more expensive than money.

There is no need to issue food stamps, and a bowl of hot tofu for one and a half cents can solve a breakfast.

If you have a big appetite, it's only three cents for two nights, which is completely acceptable.

If you want to wash your mouth after eating, you can also drink a bowl of sweet soy milk for five cents.

Absolutely satisfied, and go home without a hitch.

Those who go back from the night shift can sleep well, and those who go to the morning shift can go to work energetically.

What a perfect thing!

Meng Qing knew that after Jiang Zhilian got the wooden trough for making tofu, she would definitely go out of the stall immediately, so she entered the city early on this day.

I wanted to uphold the spirit of neighborly friendship and give Jiang Zhilian a personal popularity.

As a result, when he arrived at the gate of the national cotton factory at seven o'clock, Meng Qing sadly found that the little girl's business was too good, and there was no scum left.

He glanced at her stall, and there was nothing left to eat except for dirty dishes and chopsticks, not even a little chopped onion and garlic juice.

Meng Qing asked in a strange tone, "Am I late?" ”

Jiang Zhilian smiled and spread her hands, "I'm really embarrassed that the hero is a step late." I didn't expect you to come and leave you with no scraps. ”

He just deserves to eat some scraps, does it mean that he is cold?

I can't stop dragging the above words!

Meng Qing glanced at her baby pedal fuel dual-purpose three-wheeled motorcycle, "When you come, is there enough fuel?" ”

"That's enough, that's enough! Don't look at it as a second-hand, and it is a small factory and a small brand, but there is no problem, the quality is good, anti-wear, anti-manufacturing and anti-tossing! It's definitely the leader of the three-wheeled motorcycle world! ”

Business was unexpectedly good, and Jiang Zhilian was in a particularly good mood.

The tone was two degrees higher than usual, and there was a cheerful tone.

As she moved her things onto the body, she said, "The things are sold out, just ride them back when you go back, save fuel!" ”

Meng Qing helped move twice, and after moving, he got on the motorcycle and said lightly: "You sit in the back, I'll send you back." ”

Jiang Zhilian's eyes flickered, and she smiled, "There are so many things in the back, I have no place to sit." ”

Meng Qing's eyebrows twisted into a good-looking knot, sat down in front, and gave up half of Jiang Zhilian's seat.

Jiang Zhilian rode up happily and generously held Meng Qing's waist, "Let's go, little motor!" ”

Meng Qing felt a small stove behind him, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

But seeing that she was like a child, he didn't think about it, and pressed all the emotions that shouldn't be there.

"The little rich woman is really careful and can live, save gas money, let me be a rickshaw driver for you!" Meng Qing said and pedaled the small motorcycle onto the road, and after a while, he got up to speed.

Jiang Zhilian raised her eyebrows, huh? This big brother's quiet personality has collapsed?

"You seem to be talking a lot lately, have you noticed?"

Meng Qing sighed, "Dumb people can be so angry with you that they can speak!" ”

Jiang Zhilian nodded, she, a good neighbor, not only talked a lot, but also wilted and said witty things.

Maybe she didn't know him well enough before.

Perhaps, he is a tsundere attribute in his own right.

It was she who was bent on making money and being self-reliant, and only paid attention to his gorgeous and perfect appearance, but did not carefully and deeply study his essence and heart.

Now I feel very tasteful!

Jiang Zhilian's current residence, Meng Qing has been here twice, and she is familiar with the road.

He dropped her off at the door of the unit, helped her move her things, and then sat down in the living room.

Jiang Zhilian blinked and looked at him, "Stay for breakfast?" ”

"Or else?" Is it still impossible for him to work in vain?

Meng Qing saw that Wu Tao and Chen Shufen were not at home, so she didn't have too many scruples when she spoke, "Miss Zhou Papi, you shouldn't be reluctant to eat a meal, right?" ”

"Willing! Of course I can! Jiang Zhilian smiled, she couldn't bear to get a handsome little brother with a meal!

"Rice porridge? Noodles? Hot tofu? What do you want to eat? ”

Meng Qing: "Hot tofu!" ”

"That...... I forgot, the hot tofu is gone. Jiang Zhilian grinned, "If you really want to eat it, I can make it right now!" At least wait, three or four hours ......"

Hungry all morning, walked more than ten kilometers, and rode a rickshaw for more than half an hour, looking at her stupid and stupid smile in the morning, Meng Qing felt a twitch in her stomach.

He's so hard!

Is he just trying to be a good neighbor?

Apparently this is not the case.

Meng Qing sighed: "Noodles, ......"

"Okay, I'll make you a bowl of nutritious and delicious hand-rolled noodles right away." Jiang Zhilian flew to the kitchen like a bird.

Half an hour later, she cautiously returned to the living room with a large bowl.

Meng Qing: "......"

Jiang Zhilian licked her lips, "If you accidentally make too much, you can eat as much as you want." ”

"What kind of noodles is this?" The bowl was too big and heavy, so he had to sit down and put his face on the bowl to eat.

"Hand-rolled dough with a lot of ingredients." Jiang Zhilian snapped her fingers and said while counting: "There are carrots, shiitake mushrooms, cabbage, potatoes, celery, tomatoes...... In short, it's all vegetarian, and there is no meat at all, so you can eat it boldly with confidence! ”

Meng Qingmei's heart skipped a beat, "What about feeding the pigs?" ”

If it weren't for the fact that it tasted really good, he might not be able to swallow this bowl of hodgepodge.

"Why are you feeding the pigs! Such a luxurious bowl of noodles, what pig is so expensive, there will be such treatment! "Some people even questioned her hand-rolled dough, and she absolutely defended her dignity as a chef.

Meng Qing nodded and expressed his approval, "It's indeed extravagant." ”

Many families are still struggling to make ends meet, and this guy can't wait to put all the types of the entire vegetable market into a bowl of noodles.

Isn't it extravagant?

Jiang Zhilian changed her words, "Actually, it's okay, these dishes are leftovers from eating recently, and it's really a waste if you don't have to lose them!" ”

Meng Qing: "......"

Just eating a bowl of noodles, the mood is really complicated.

"You can go about your business." He just wanted to fill his stomach quietly by himself now.

Jiang Zhilian didn't plan to stay with him all the time, "Okay, you eat slowly." If you need garlic, chili pepper or something, go to the kitchen and get it yourself, it's all on the counter. ”

With that, she turned around and packed up the car and went to the car.

Wu Tao and Chen Shufen went for a walk by the nearby river after breakfast, and when they came back, they saw Jiang Zhilian and heard that the tofu and soy milk they brought were sold out in more than an hour, and they were both surprised and surprised.

In the morning, I made two wooden troughs, which were 65 catties, and I could cut out more than 100 pieces of tofu!

Chen Shufen: "It's really all sold out?" What about soy milk? Not left? ”

"Well, it's all sold, there's nothing left. I'm going to do more tomorrow, and I won't have enough to sell today! Jiang Zhilian took the last stack of chopsticks from the car body and walked to the room.

When she entered the house, she took out a large handful of loose money from her bag and put it on the table in her aunt and her husband's room.

"Auntie, you still have to keep the account."

Chen Shufen was a little hesitant, "I ......"

Jiang Zhilian greeted and hugged Chen Shufen, "Auntie, shouldn't you be scared because of a little setback?" You're scared, what should I do, who gave me this foolish bastard! ”

Chen Shufen looked at the money on the table, her eyes were melancholy, "It's okay to keep accounts, but you should keep this money yourself." ”

"The morning stalls are all loose tickets, and I will mess up them in a while." Jiang Zhilian pulled Chen Shufen to the table, pressed her shoulder, and asked her to sit down, "What about the money, you get the postal service every week and save it, there will be no problem!" I believe you! ”

Chen Shufen stroked the money on the table with her hand, flattened the corners little by little, and put the same face value in a pile......

She did not agree to bookkeeping, but she did not refuse either.

She is still struggling with herself.