Sixties' Sweet Little Wife

81-90

Chapter 81 Overseas Exchange Store

The restaurant Chen Damei told Song Enli was not far from the army, just a few minutes walk across the street, and Xiao Heping had also been there twice.

There is a stall for frying fried dough sticks at the door all the year round, and the extended grass shed is dripping with water, and the fragrance of oil is tempting. When you look up, you can see a wooden sign with black characters on a white background that reads "State-run People's Hotel", and the red-painted great man's quotes on the white-painted wall are vivid.

Although the front door looks not much different from the county seat, it is much more spacious inside. In addition to the three large round tables, there are also four Eight Immortal Tables. There are also many people eating, but most of them are men. Or a few trotters, with dried sweet potatoes in bulk, the rare chatter and laughter makes the restaurant look more normal.

Song Enli threw the small satchel to Xiao Heping and told him to find a corner seat and run to order food by himself.

Today's supply on the small blackboard, in addition to the daily fixed noodles and steamed buns, there are rice and stir-fried vegetables.

Braised pork, braised fish, twice-cooked pork, scrambled eggs, scrambled cabbage... There are many tricks, among which pork head and trotters are the cheapest meat dishes, and there is no ticket.

Sure enough, as Chen Damei said, the dishes here are much richer than those in the county seat.

Song Enli turned to the waitress behind the counter who was wearing a floral shirt and had two small dimples on her face: "Hello comrade, I want braised pork, braised fish, chicken stewed with mushrooms, fried cabbage and spicy tofu... ..." The waitress showed a bit of contempt on her arrogant face, raised her chin and looked at her brand-new white shirt, "You from the country, you can only order two dishes by yourself, don't you know? ."

He was dressed like a dog, but he didn't even go to a restaurant, and he didn't know where to find the stolen clothes.

Her gaze shifted from the clothes on Song Enli's body to the slender arm of her half-rolled cuffs, and then looked at the chubby part of her, and even more contempt, "Hey, do you have food stamps and meat stamps, we are not In the countryside, you won't be allowed to eat without a ticket."

"I forgot, the people from the countryside are ignorant, not like you people in the city." Song Enli smiled indifferently, and took out a money ticket from his pocket, what kind of military food ticket, national food ticket, industrial ticket, meat ticket... and also There was a lot of great unity, but the waitress could see that her face was red and her eyes were red, and she couldn't even let a fart out.

Xiao Heping happened to go out to the grocery store next door to buy soda and came back. Seeing that the little daughter-in-law and the waitress were staring at something wrong, he came to give her a place.

"What's the matter?" He handed Song Enli a bottle of soda that had been opened.

Arctic Ocean!

The Snow Mountain White Bear trademark on the glass bottle gave Song Enli an inexplicable sense of intimacy. Grandpa, who had never liked drinks, only had a soft spot for this soft drink with fresh juice ingredients, saying that he had just returned to China. Pretty good stuff.

Later, when I got older, I seldom drank it for health reasons, but occasionally I would ask the old housekeeper to buy a bottle and share half of it with her.

Song Enli took a sip of himself first, and then narrowed his eyes contentedly, "In this big summer, I still have to drink some ice to be comfortable."