59 years after its opening, people are still in Nanluoguxiang

The old man was still saving the world with Black Widow early in the morning.

The little girl's alarm clock rang in my ears.

"Big pot, get up quickly, grandma has roasted sweet potatoes for us."

The old lady loved her grandchildren and knew that they actually liked roasted sweet potatoes more.

Several adults cooked sweet potatoes, and the three of them roasted one piece each.

Well, for a big sweet potato, leave a small half and cut it into three pieces evenly.

The remaining half was shaved with a grater, which is the common potato shredder in the future (different names in different places), and cooked directly.

Graters existed in this era, usually a one-meter-long wooden board with a hollowed-out center and an iron grater inlaid.

Not as exquisite and small as it will be in the future.

The grater was first invented in the West in 1540 and is said to be used to grate cheese.

"Lily, go to the kitchen and watch. Call me when it's done."

Chen Feng covered his head with the quilt and wanted to continue sleeping.

"Okay, big pot!"

The little girl agreed happily and walked to the kitchen with her happy little legs.

As a result, less than ten minutes later, the little girl came again, holding a small piece of warm sweet potato that had been baked and cooled in her left hand and a boiled wild duck egg in her right hand.

"Big pot, it's done."

Seeing Chen Feng lift the quilt, the little girl stretched out her little hand and put the duck egg to his mouth.

"Big pot, eat the eggs."

"No, you eat it yourself."

Chen Feng had no choice but to get up and brush his teeth.

Chen Hao had already gotten up and was sitting in the kitchen at this moment, holding a piece of sweet potato with both hands, fearing that a little bit would fall to the ground. He ate it in small bites, not even letting go of the burnt part.

There was a perfect boiled duck egg on hand, which was prepared to eat the best after eating the roasted sweet potatoes.

The old lady repeatedly reminded her.

"Xiaohao, Xiaoli, remember, don't tell others about your eating roasted sweet potatoes."

"Yeah!"

The two little ones nodded repeatedly.

Chen Feng deeply suspected that the little girl was just imitating Chen Hao and didn't understand what the old lady said at all.

It's normal to eat roasted sweet potatoes, and this thing is not expensive.

However, the old lady is habitually cautious and doesn't want others to know that her family has plenty of food.

This is naturally a good thing!

Only by being cautious can you live in peace.

"Xiaofeng, do you eat roasted sweet potatoes or boiled ones?"

Chen Feng took a look at the burnt ones and didn't want to eat them.

"Grandma, I still eat boiled ones."

The old lady came over with a bowl and found that the duck eggs left for him had been peeled and put into her own bowl.

"Grandma, I don't like duck eggs."

The old lady had no choice but to eat them herself, knowing that it was her grandson's good intention.

Chen Jianguo was still sleeping. He was busy until after 1 a.m. last night, so he took a day off today.

Chen Jianjun and his wife ate early, rode their bicycles to send their daughter-in-law out of the city, and then went to work at the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill.

He was showing off his love!

Every era has a different way of showing off.

Without a circle of friends, riding a bicycle with a girlfriend (wife) is the most popular show of love now!

"Grandma, the meat should be cooked early, otherwise it will go bad."

Chen Feng was very worried that they would not be able to bear to eat it. Forget about the fat meat, it must be fried again and again. It would be difficult to complete his mission if it was not completely squeezed dry.

But there was no use keeping the lean meat.

"Don't worry, save it for fried shrimps at night." The old lady said with a smile.

The two children raised their heads at the same time, their eyes full of surprise.

It seemed that they wanted to eat meat.

After breakfast, Chen Feng held the little girl in his arms, and Chen Hao followed closely behind.

The three walked around and came to Wangfujing Department Store.

Noticing the little girl's eyes, Chen Feng held her and walked in.

"Big pot, what is that water?"

The little girl stared at the Beibingyang in a little boy's hand and asked.

The little boy was led by a Zhongshan suit, and he should be the real children of the compound in the eyes of later generations.

The glass bottle, tin cover, orange flavor, and Beibingyang soda printed with snow mountain white bears are the childhood dreams of countless children in the city.

In this era, soda is synonymous with freshness and fashion.

Many young people in the compound like to hold a bottle of Beibingyang, then sit at the gate of the compound and drink it for half a day.

What they drink is not orange-flavored sweet water, but Niubi!

"That's soda."

Chen Feng walked to the counter and asked, "How much is three bottles?"

The little girl was immediately very happy.

Chen Hao was even more excited.

"Hello, one bottle is ten cents, but you need three soda coupons." The salesperson

The salesperson said with a smile.

Damn it!

Chen Feng was powerless to complain.

He had a "huge sum of ten yuan" in his arms, but he couldn't spend it.

He needed tickets for soda, is there any law?

At the current Sijiucheng Ice Factory, soda is in short supply, so the ticket system is adopted. When the production capacity is expanded in the future, the supply and marketing cooperatives can buy it directly.

"Xiao Chen, are you buying soda for your brother and sister?"

Hearing the words behind him, Chen Feng turned around quickly.

"Professor Wu, good morning, sorry to embarrass you, I forgot to bring the ticket."

Professor Wu is the retired professor, the old man who made two transactions with Chen Feng.

He took out three soda coupons and three cents from his pocket and handed them to the little girl.

"I'll treat you to a drink. I have something else to do. Remember to look for me if you have good things."

The little girl looked at Chen Feng and waited for him to nod before taking the ticket.

Chen Feng thanked him, "Okay, thank you, professor."

This professor is so good at dealing with people. He clearly hopes that everyone will continue to cooperate, but he didn't say a word, but instead gave three tickets and money.

It seems that I have to go to exchange ducks today.

'Now many people in Sijiu City have caught ducks, so I shouldn't be considered high-profile. '

After coming to this world, except for being a little willful in front of his family, he chose to be low-key outside.

So even though he knew that the professor's family had connections, he still held himself back and didn't frequently go to exchange.

The little girl said obediently, "Thank you, grandpa."

Chen Hao also thanked him.

The old man smiled and separated from them.

Bought three bottles of soda from the salesperson.

He directly unscrewed the bottle cap with his bare hands, gave one bottle to Chen Hao, kept one bottle in his hand, and took one bottle for himself, carefully feeding it to the little girl.

After just one sip, the little girl immediately liked it.

"Big pot, delicious."

The little girl was so happy that she held the glass soda bottle with both hands, and her admiration for her big brother once again broke the limit.

Chen Hao took a sip and felt that he had become a young man on the street, and seemed to be very impressive.

"Burp."

"Brother, do you really have a ticket?"

Chen Feng shook his head and said, "Xiao Hao, remember, in the city, if you don't have something, you can't tell others, unless it's your family. You can say you didn't bring it, or you can say you forgot to buy it, but you can't say you don't have it or can't afford it."

Chen Hao didn't understand.

"Why?"

Chen Feng said as he walked: "Because in this city, if you want others to respect you, you can't lose your talent and face."

"If you can't afford it, it means you don't have talent."

"If you don't have it at home, it means you don't have face."

"You have talent but no face, but you can still be self-reliant."

"If you don't have talent but have face, you can find talented people to help you do things."

"But if you don't have talent and don't have face, when you go out to do things, others won't listen to you, won't help you, and even hold you back."

Chen Hao didn't quite understand and asked: "Brother, you let Brother Zhuzi help you cook, which means you don't have talent but have face, right?"

Chen Feng raised his eyebrows.

"I guess so."

Several teenagers playing on the roadside looked at the three of them enviously.

Chen Hao was a little proud and took a few sips on purpose.

The little girl took a sip from time to time, and as long as she exerted force with her little hands, Chen Feng would follow her force and feed her a sip.

Chen Hao looked at the soda in his hand and said, "Brother, don't you want to drink it?"

Chen Feng said calmly, "It's for my second uncle, so forget it."

Sijiu City Beibingyang, Xi'an Bingfeng, Tianjin Shanhaiguan, and Luoyang Haibi, which appeared later, are the representatives of northern orange-flavored soda in this era.

Soda, cold noodles, and roujiamo are a snack combination that has stood firm in the land of Sanqin.

However, Chen Feng has no feelings for this thing, so it's better to have a bottle of mineral water.

Chen Jianguo likes soda because it is cheaper than wine!