In 79, Lao Mo reopened.

Before this, in the special era, Lao Mo not only changed his name, but also sold not Western food, but egg fried rice and rice bowls.

Grounding is grounding, that is, there is no soul.

Now that it has reopened, the menu has been changed to Russian cuisine.

What's even more surprising is that the tableware in the restaurant is actually made of silver.

This thing is not cheap, Lao Mo has spent a lot of money for word of mouth.

Jiang Yulou's eyelids kept jumping, and even he was a little worried about whether the money he was carrying was enough.

If it's not enough, it's a shame today.

Fortunately, when the menu came up, he breathed a sigh of relief. Not about how cheap it is, but about the price that is within his acceptable range.

He glanced at it roughly, and if the four of them were well fed, it would be more than twenty, less than thirty yuan.

Although this is also a month's salary for ordinary people, it is already very good in this era.

Jiang Yulou asked for a beetroot soup, a capital salad, a can of stewed beef, and the staple food was Da Lieba bread.

The dishes here are all on the table, so you can order whatever you want.

Beetroot soup is a very colorful soup, and the waiter said that the beet was specially transported to Yanjing from the Soviet Union.

The soup is made with sour cream, which is sweet and sour, and the ingredients are made of high-quality beef, about three or four pieces, which are dipped in the soup with large riba bread, which is really delicious.

Beetroot soup has an unassailable place on the Kremlin's state dinner menu. It is said to be able to replenish weakness and anti-aging.

Only this dish of soup with Da Leba made him nod his head again and again, and he looked forward to the dishes later.

Soon, other dishes came up.

The capital salad is made with mashed potatoes and cheese.

The salad is accompanied by Iberian ham, beef tongue rolls, a selection of mushrooms and vegetables, and is exotic and fresh.

The canned beef is also delicious.

The beef is stewed in sweet and sour tomato juice until it is crispy and does not deform, melts in the mouth, and is fragrant and delicious.

The finest beef, supplemented by a secret process, is mixed in delicate porcelain jars, and its authentic Russian craftsmanship will leave those who have tasted it with a lingering aftertaste.

After eating these dishes, it is only six yuan and three cents. In this era, it is not unacceptable for a person to spend half a month's salary to eat a Western meal.

The others ate the same food, and they all controlled it to five dishes.

It's not that I'm embarrassed to eat more, but the amount of Russian food is very generous. By the time they put the last bite into their stomachs, they were already clutching their stomachs and screaming.

The last checkout was only twenty-six dollars and eight cents.

"I'm so full, my stomach is so swollen." Wei Guoping rubbed his stomach, patted Jiang Yulou's shoulder and said, "Yulou, let's come here to eat next time." ”

This time, he knew the deliciousness of Western food, and he was still thinking about eating it next time.

"No problem, next time you treat us to dinner." Jiang Yulou said with a wicked smile.

Wei Guoping stopped talking now, although he was rich, he couldn't compare to Jiang Yulou. More than 20 yuan, enough for him to be chic for a month.

After eating, the group did not go back to school directly, but accompanied him to the post and telecommunications office.

When Jiang Yulou handed the remittance slip to the little girl at the post and telecommunications bureau, she could clearly see her dull eyes.

It's no wonder that the staff of the Post and Telecommunications Bureau were surprised, she has been working for a few years, and it's not unheard of the manuscript fee.

However, it was the first time she had seen a one-time manuscript fee of 400 yuan.

Seeing that the remitter on the remittance slip was Yanhe Literature, she remembered Yanhe Literature and Jiang Yulou's name.

"Teacher Jiang, goodbye." The little girl stood up and bowed.

She decided to go back and buy a copy of Yanhe literature, and if it had Jiang Yulou's name on it, she would sign it with him.

Don't look at the other party's youth, maybe when you will become a great writer.

Build a good relationship in advance, and you won't lose.

Out of the post and telecommunications office, Wei Guoping and the three were envious of Jiang Yulou.

"Good guys, they've all become teachers."

"Yulou, do you want to call you teacher?"

"Yulou is worthy of its name."

Jiang Yulou laughed and said, "Yes, the master is the teacher, you call me a teacher, I can afford it." ”

Everyone stopped talking now, which was a little hurtful.

Although he was hit again and again today, it was not a loss to slaughter Jiang Yulou for a Western meal and make him bleed heavily.

The next day, after Jiang Yulou finished today's writing progress, he went to Mizuki University next door.

Although he and Tang Yuewen are not in the same school, they will meet every once in a while.

This time, he took a sample of Yanhe and a reply.

After meeting, Tang Yuewen was naturally very happy.

In such an unfamiliar environment, it is undoubtedly a blessing to be able to meet acquaintances every few days, or the person you like.

When Jiang Yulou handed the magazine sample to the girl, the girl looked at him in surprise: "This is ......"

"I've published another poem." Jiang Yulou touched his nose.

Tang Yuewen pouted and said, "You have been hiding from me for so long." ”

"Isn't that trying to surprise you?" Jiang Yulou smiled.

He also deliberately said: "This poem is written for you. ”

"Ahh

Tang Yuewen was stunned, is this a confession?

I must be burning on my face right now, ah, shame on you.

After a while, Tang Yuewen proposed dryly: "Let's go to the lake." ”

"Okay, listen to you."

The lake that Tang Yuewen said is naturally the moonlight of the lotus pond, which comes from Zhu Ziqing's prose, and is a scenic spot of Shuimu University.

Sitting on a wooden bench with a view of the lake is a delightful experience.

After a while, Tang Yuewen's mood also calmed down.

She is still so quiet, like a literary girl, white shirt, black pants, not the most popular clothing nowadays, but she has a good figure and looks good in anything.

She held the sample of "Yanhe" in both hands, and her two arms were propped up on her bulging chest, as if she had fallen into a deep contemplation. But with the usual unconscious, proud smile on his face.

It was a beautiful day, the greenery was hazy, the air was filled with the seductive fragrance of lilacs, and I especially read such a beautiful love poem.

Tang Yuewen is eighteen years old this year, which is the age of longing for love, especially after reading so many classic classics, she will naturally have a higher pursuit of love.

The more I read poetry and books, the more I have an unusual yearning for love.

Jiang Yulou's love poems and those love words satisfied her many yearnings for love and gave birth to a beautiful yearning.

She couldn't help but sneak a glance at Jiang Yulou, although she was a nerd, she sometimes said romantic love words.

"Let's walk around campus!" I don't know why, at this time, Tang Yuewen didn't want to stay quietly at all, she just wanted to go around with him.

The two of them left the lotus pond without saying a word, although it was beautiful, but they needed a quieter place.

They walked through the library, a verdant lawn with a seating area on the east side and a promenade on the north side, which was very cool and cool in the summer with green vines.

There are also flower beds around the lawn - red, yellow, blue, purple, a colorful one; Snow-white butterflies flutter peacefully among the flowers and grass, and a number of ancient trees remain on the undulating lawn, with lush branches like canopies, and the dense leaves cast a large shade like umbrellas.

It's a beautiful place, the scenery is beautiful and pleasant, and there is no sound all around, except for one or two small birds chirping.

It's really a great place for a couple's tryst.