Chapter 67 State-run Hotel

"What's the matter, are you still messing with Xiao Li?"

"I'm angry when I talk about him!" Yang Chaoying angrily put the bicycle ticket in his pocket, and suddenly his eyes turned red, "You don't know how excessive their family is!" He actually asked me to move with Limin to live with his parents, vacate the new house for his sister to sleep in, and said that it was originally his sister's house, his eldest brother and sister-in-law have a room, and his sister has a room, why do we have to move in with his parents, we are newly married! What's even more excessive is that he actually asked me to give all the clothes I brought from my mother's house to his sister! I married into their family and didn't sell to their family, why! ”

Song Enli was full of anger when he heard it!

No wonder Yang Chaoying was so angry that he didn't get married that day, and she didn't get married if she changed her, it was enough to be wronged that the wedding was so shabby, and there was still such a thing!

It's not a shame to be a director of the factory committee.

But in line with the idea of persuading and not persuading to leave, she still had to be kind enough to help Li Limin speak, "Actually, Xiao Li can't be blamed for this, after all, he didn't bring it up." ”

"But his ears are soft! At that time, I thought that others were good enough to talk to him, and I didn't care that he was the second eldest in the family and was not taken seriously, but he himself was not taken seriously, and he actually wanted to pull me along and not be taken seriously, telling me to listen to the fuck and do his daydreams! ”

Yang Chaoying pointed to the small door not far away as he spoke, "Here, right here, there are two state-owned restaurants in our county, which is the closest to our factory, but I don't know what the taste is, I haven't eaten it." ”

"It's okay, just eat whatever you want."

Song Enli didn't care if it tasted good or not, anyway, it was definitely not as good as her, she parked her bicycle at the door and followed Yang Chaoying into the door.

I have been in this world for more than a month, and it is the first time I have been in a restaurant, and everything is very unfamiliar.

Even if it was a meal, the state-run hotel was deserted as usual, with three square tables and a round table in the ten-square-meter room, and the walls were painted with white paint.

"Comrade." Song Enli saw that no one paid attention to him for a long time, so he had to go up and pat the counter.

The waitress sat up straight with a big fat face that was out of place in this era, and glanced at her very angrily, "What are you doing!" ”

Although she knew that the work of a hotel waiter was rare these days, she really didn't expect the other party to be so horizontal, and suddenly she lost her smile, "Eat." ”

"You won't see it yourself when you eat!"

"Hey, what are you ...... about?"

"Comrade, take care of her, come up here and take a look." Before Song Enli finished speaking, a fat old man with a white sanitary hat and white sleeves poked his head out of the small window of the dish, looking very kind.

Song Enli noticed that on the side of the small window was a small blackboard with paint off, which was written in white chalk:

Available today

Steamed buns are three points

Eight points of somen noodles

Meatball soup is a dime

Meat noodles are a dime and a half

……

At the bottom, it is written, 1 point for clear soup, no vote

It turns out that there is nothing good to eat in the restaurant......

Song Enli felt very embarrassed, and said that he wanted to invite someone to dinner, but he asked people to eat this.

How did she know that in Yang Chaoying's opinion, this is already a good thing, and there are many people in their canteen who have bran and vegetable dumplings every day, even if she herself is only willing to eat one sticky cake at a meal.

"Comrade, do you have any stir-fried food?" Although there was little hope, Song Enli couldn't help but ask more.

The fat old man pointed to the small blackboard helplessly, "I want to make it for you, but there are only these things in the store." ”

"Okay, then I want a ball soup and a steamed bun." She asked Yang Chaoying again, "Xiaoying, what are you eating?" ”

Yang Chaoying looked at the small blackboard in a daze.

What to eat?

It seems that they are all delicious, and she really can't choose them for a while, but she is worried that it is Song Enli who is inviting her and wants to save her money.

Song Enli estimated that she would have to do this, so he simply didn't ask her to order, and said directly: "Get me another bowl of meat noodles and two steamed buns"

"Gotcha! A meatball soup, a meat noodle and steamed buns are a total of three cents and four, take a pound of food stamps, and pay the money at the counter. ”

Yang Chaoying was very embarrassed to eat someone else's three cents and an extra pound of food stamps for a meal, the steel factory had the highest salary in the county, but she, an apprentice, only earned eighteen yuan a month.

Song Enli didn't have so many ideas from her, so she asked Yang Chaoying to find a place to sit first, counted the money by herself and found a few ordinary food stamps that were about to expire and handed them to the pig face behind the counter, and then ran back and asked the fat old man, "Comrade, I want to ask, can the pheasants I picked up on the mountain be delivered to the purchase station?" If they don't take it, I'll have to take it home and eat it myself. ”

When the old man heard that she had pheasants to sell, his eyes lit up, and he lowered his voice and asked her, "Do you really have pheasants?" ”

"Yes." Song Enli, who already had experience in private transactions, knew what was going on at a glance, and secretly stretched out two fingers, one straight and the other curled.

A piece of five pounds.

She now has nothing left in her hands except for the two hundred and passbook given by Xiao Heping, and she only has more than two hundred left, so she wants to find a place to make some money to enrich her small treasury, and she has tried several people all the way without success.

Most people are timid and don't dare to take risks, or they don't trust strangers on bicycles, for fear that she has a bad idea.

The fat old man is doing the business of the fallen master, so he naturally knows that the other party is not a novice.

The chicken in the grocery store costs four cents a pound, but it has been sold for two yuan on the black market, he doesn't dare to make people afraid of accidents, but he also wants to suppress the price and make more money, but he doesn't want the other party to directly make so many profits!

"So, you'll come back alone later."

"Okay."

The noodles and meatball soup are freshly made, and when they are served, there is a unique aroma of food that has just come out of the pot, there are a few small pieces of meat on the meat noodles, and there are some green cabbage leaves, which looks okay, as for her meatball soup, it is more aggrieved, there are a few green onions floating in the clear soup, and there are about ten small poor meatballs at the bottom, a little diced sauerkraut, and nothing else.

The pork in the grocery store is only eight cents a pound, and the whole family can eat it for a long time, and Song Enli can basically understand why no one eats here.

She tasted it, and it tasted okay.

The two chatted while eating, Yang Chaoying felt that Song Enli was a good person, so he proposed that she go to work in the steel factory, so that they could be together every day, but Song Enli refused her kindness, she preferred the countryside to the county seat, and she was used to being free and casual, and she didn't like to work.

Yang Chaoying knew that her husband was a soldier, and it was estimated that she would have to join the army in the future, so she didn't force it.

After the two of them had a beautiful meal, Song Enli sent her back to the steel factory, and then took out a pheasant from the space and turned back to the state-run hotel just now.

The fat old man waited at the door early, saw her coming on a bicycle, and led her directly to the alley next door.

He lived in the courtyard behind the state-run hotel.

As soon as the courtyard door was closed, Song Enli took out the pheasant in the rattan basket.

The fat old man took out three yuan from his pocket, "Your chicken is at most two catties and two, and it will be one catty and nine taels if you kill it, and my old man will not pit you, give you three yuan, and remember to come to me if you have any good things in the future." ”

When Song Enli saw the money he gave, the light in his eyes was brighter than when the old man saw the pheasant!

Su three coins!

In 1955, the second set of renminbi was issued in the second set of green three yuan, and later stopped circulation in 1964 due to historical reasons and was recycled and destroyed, which is very collectible!

Although she has received a lot in the past few decades, it is the first time she has seen it in this world.

She hurriedly said yes, put the three yuan in her pocket, and asked, "If it's a wild boar, how much do you give a catty?" ”

"Wild boar!" The old man realized that he had met the God of Wealth, and put on a smile that was even more enthusiastic than just now, "Can you really get a wild boar?" ”

"Yes."

"Don't say anything, three pieces three."

In the end, the two agreed on the price, three pieces of pork, five pieces of chicken, two pieces of eggs, no matter what kind of fish, as long as a single catty of two to the end of the fish will be nine cents a catty.

The old man's posture of offering a price was not an ordinary person at first glance, and he couldn't eat so much himself, so Song Enli felt that he might have taken these things to the black market to make the difference.

But no matter how much he sells, as long as she doesn't have to run errands and take risks by herself, it's good to make less money.

Song Enli said: "I can get a big wild boar with a gross weight of about 350 catties, and the meat is about 240 catties, and you can give me 822." ”

This is equivalent to giving up all the blood and hooves ribs of the pig, although eight hundred and two is not a small amount, but the old man knows that this deal is not a loss, so he agreed.

The two discussed the time, and Song Enli happily pushed the bicycle away.

She didn't plan to cooperate with this old man for a long time, and the fixed-point crisis was big, but she occasionally came to this once or twice, and it was okay to earn a thousand or eight hundred, which also saved her a lot of trouble.

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