Era: Starting from Modu Translation Studio

At this moment, he no longer cared about Jiang Shan's interpretation of the English story.

All his attention was on his drawing book.

The White House of the United States has become the underwater palace of Neptune.

The Arc de Triomphe in Paris became the place where the prince and the mermaid met.

…

Nothing is inconsistent.

Although the old couple have never seen these world-famous buildings in real life, they have seen pictures.

But how did Jiangshan know? The painting is so vivid.

Li Ruocheng, who was incomprehensible just a moment ago, suddenly thought of the box of books in the printing factory.

It seemed that the box of books was of high value, and the old man was immediately relieved!

But Jiang Shan's painting skills still impressed him.

Pointing to the drawing book, he said to his wife: No wonder everyone has their own cooking skills. This kid can't starve to death just by drawing!

Li Huaiying agreed with this point of view: I didn't expect that the third child of the Jiang family could draw so well. Every painting can be used as an illustration.

Alas, the old lady still has a bright mind.

Jiang Shanxin said, finally there is someone who understands.

The sun was like crushed gold, filling the entire courtyard.

With the help of Uncle San’s unpredictable picture books,

Jiang Xiaoyu and Jiang Xiaobai saw fairy tales with pictures for the first time.

As her third uncle narrated in an ups and downs, and her brother asked silly questions, the little girl laughed loudly for the first time without any scruples.

On this afternoon, two old people who did not like to interact with outsiders and two children who were accustomed to keeping quiet had a very happy time.

Looking at the painting in Jiang Shan's hand, Li Ruocheng was thoughtful.

Then he asked tentatively: I heard that Pujiang Literature and Art Publishing House is recruiting illustrators recently. Do you want to give it a try?

Jiang Shan quickly raised his head and looked at the old man, not hiding his joyful eyes.

Li Ruocheng had a don't be complacent expression on his face: The illustrator's fee is quite high. I don't know if you have this ability.

Jiang Shan nodded solemnly: I'll give it a try.

The two smiled at each other, Jiang Shan knew how to chat with smart people.

I said it, Jiang Xiaobai nodded seriously: The mermaid is a public group, so we can't be arrogant!

This child has been talking all afternoon. Is he hungry?

Li Huaiying looked at the little guy with distress and got up to go into the house to get some biscuits to feed him.

Are you hungry? Jiang Shan stood up first and said, Let's go, third uncle will take you to eat!

Jiang Shan handed back the books and picture books in his hands to Mr. Li: Uncle Li, I will take the children out to have a meal. Thank you for the books and books!

This kid is like an old man, Li Ruocheng said angrily, Am I that old? I'll call you uncle from now on!

Hey, Uncle Li!

After saying that, Jiang Shan picked up Xiao Bai with one hand and pulled Xiao Yu with the other hand: Follow Third Uncle!

I took my two children and ran straight to the snack bar at the entrance of the alley.

Looking at Jiang Shan's leaving figure, Li Ruocheng opened the drawing book in his hand again. The more he looked at it, the more he felt that this boy was not simple.

…

Although it was almost time for dinner, Jiang Shan still didn't see Jiang's mother.

So he decisively led the two children into the state-owned snack bar at the corner of the alley.

Small white square tiles, seven or eight dark red painted square tables.

There are many slogans posted on the white wall with red letters, and the four big letters Welcome are particularly conspicuous.

Although the shop is not big, it is located in a curved road facing the street on both sides, and the market entrance is very good.

But there is just no business.

Regardless of whether it was dinner time or not, there were not many customers in the store.

Although the snack bar is right in front of their home, Jiang Xiaoyu and Jiang Xiaobai have never been there once.

The younger brother sat on the bench carefully, not daring to make any sound.

At this moment, both children looked excited with pursed lips, and their round eyes were in the same direction.

All eyes were on Lao Gao's steamer drawer.

This is Jiangshan’s first time taking his children to a restaurant. The children are a little too young, but they are still worth looking forward to.

After repeatedly telling the child to sit still and not move, Jiang Shan walked to the glass window with the message Be enthusiastic when introducing varieties and prepared to buy some meal tickets.

Inside the checkout counter, a female salesperson wearing white work clothes didn't even bother to raise her eyelids: What do you want to eat?

Jiang Shanmao bent down and looked inside: Comrade, where is the price list?

The salesperson raised his eyes and looked out the door: I'm writing again. Just ask me what you want to eat.

Jiang Shan pinched his trouser pockets and his waist almost didn't straighten up.

In addition to the five yuan earned from the sentence like a kangaroo in heat, there are only 9 cents left.

The former employer worked for half a year and received a monthly salary of 18 yuan, while he spent 16 yuan on his colleague Yu Wenwen.

As a result, Jiangshan's entire net worth when he took over was only 9 cents and a few taels of food stamps.

Therefore, Mr. Jiang, who never asked the price when buying things in his previous life, now has to act carefully.

Because he still wanted to leave five yuan of meat money for Jiang Ma. After all, the whole family had only lived on the salary of the old couple in the past six months.

It is said that the eldest brother's salary of more than 40 yuan is enough to support his own family of four.

But I just married a daughter-in-law who doesn't work but can spend money. A dress and a small leather bag can often cost me a month's salary.

So, life was also unsatisfactory.

It’s time to make up for the financial gap of Lao Jiang’s family.

How much does the meat bun cost?

Meat buns are a dime, and half a tael of food stamps.

Where's the noodles?

The sesame oil plain noodles cost 8 cents and 30 taels of food stamps. The meat-covered noodles cost 35 cents and 30 taels of food stamps.

Although the female salesperson does not provide service with a smile, she is more skilled in the business.

Three cents of millet porridge,

“Small wontons for 15 cents”

Three cents for a small champagne, ten cents for the bottle.

...Comrade, what exactly do you want to eat?

At the moment when the salesperson frowned, Jiang Shan made a decisive decision: Four meat buns, a bowl of small wontons, and a bowl of meat noodles.

A total of 9 cents and six taels of food stamps.

Yes, the 9 cents worth of money that Comrade Jiangshan took over are all worth it.

Watching Uncle San bring so many delicious foods one after another.

Jiang Xiaobai's little fat legs hanging in the air were shaking with excitement.

Pointing to the fat white buns in the steamer, Xiao Xiao told Jiang Xiaoyu: Sister, look, it's just a big meat bun.

Jiang Xiaoyu didn't answer, but pursed his lips tightly and hummed softly.

At this moment, none of the two children took advantage of it, they all looked at the third uncle and swallowed his saliva.

What are you looking at me for?

Jiang Shan picked up two buns, put them into two small bowls, and ordered: Eat the buns!

good!

Okay!

The two children both hugged the big white buns and started to eat them!

The meat buns of this era have thin skin and moist meat.

The fragrant gravy drips out from the white noodles. Not to mention how delicious it is for the little guy!

Jiang Shan, who was originally prepared to try two buns, suddenly couldn't bear to part with it.

He divided the bowl of wontons into two small bowls and placed them in front of the child, and ate the remaining noodles.

Looking at Jiang Xiaobai's smiling face, he would pick up a few noodles with chopsticks and throw them into the child's mouth.

Is it good?

That's awesome!

Hahaha~ Jiang Xiaoyu also laughed non-stop.

The atmosphere at home has not been good in the past two years, and the younger brother has not been so happy for a long time.

A bowl of noodles, three taels, and the country was quickly wiped out.

He had no children in his previous life, but now he finds it interesting even watching his children eat wontons.

It's just a bit...really...

Xiaobai, eat slowly, look at the dirt on your body.

It was only then that Jiang Shan began to pay attention to the clothes of the two children.

Both siblings wear similar clothes.

One has a pink shirt and blue overalls, and the other also has a pink shirt and army green overalls.

It's just that Jiang Xiaobai's pink shirt has turned white after washing.

You can tell at a glance that he inherited it from his sister.

The third uncle shook his legs and looked at Jiang Xiaobai's clothes. The more he looked at it, the happier he became.