Back to the 60s: The Struggle Career of a Charmed Wife-Chapter 70 - 00 Shopping 2_1

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Chapter 70: Chapter 0070 Shopping 2_1

Chapter 70 -0070 Shopping 2_1

With company and idle chatter along the way, time flew by and they quickly arrived at their destination.

Lu Jiang didn’t take his girlfriend to the county town, but went straight into the city.

In these two days, he was never idle. He visited old friends and used his comrade’s bicycle to familiarize himself with every nook and cranny of the county town and city. Whether it were the department stores, the state-run restaurants, or the black market, there was nothing he didn’t know about.

Of course, Feng Qingxue also knew all this well. After getting the bicycle, she often wandered around the city.

“Let’s eat first, then go to the department store.”

They had been idling along the way, and it was already noon.

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Lu Jiang had arranged in advance with the staff of the state-run restaurant that if there was meat today, they would save it for him.

He was a soldier and had military supply tickets, so he had priority.

Indeed, when he and Feng Qingxue arrived at the restaurant and asked the waiter, they found out that the restaurant had received a pig’s knuckle in the early morning. The chef had cooked it early, and it was just ready for lunch. Even if a leader came to buy it, they wouldn’t agree to sell it.

Lu Jiang was overjoyed, “Comrade, thank you for your troubles. Please bring it up now.”

He also ordered a stewed cabbage with glass noodles, stir-fried radish shreds, scrambled eggs with garlic sprouts soup and ten large rolls from the limited restaurant menu, along with the reserved pig’s knuckle. He paid both money and tickets.

The cost of living in the city was the same as in the county town. A plate of stir-fried radish shreds costs three cents, a large bowl of cabbage stewed with glass noodles was five cents, an egg soup was ten cents, a two and a half pound pig’s knuckle required two and a half pounds in meat tickets plus two bucks. Each bun was worth two two-ounce grain tickets, plus five cents more. Altogether, the meal cost two pound grain tickets, two and a half pounds of meat tickets, and 2.68 dollars.

“Are these military supply tickets really that useful?” Feng Qingxue asked after the waiter had left.

“Of course, all over the country, military supply tickets come first,” Lu Jiang explained to her, “Take the military ration tickets, for example, when you take them to the grain store, without a word, the staff will neatly give you your grain. If you use other grain tickets, you have to queue up, and even then, no one can guarantee that there will be any grain left when it’s your turn.”

Feng Qingxue suddenly realized, yes, soldiers got priority in transportation, accommodation and everything else, so of course, buying grain was no exception.

Soldiers protect their homes and the country, so it’s important to ensure their food, clothing, housing and transportation. The importance of military supply tickets is self-evident.

With the benefit of priority, the state-run restaurant naturally prioritized Lu Jiang, no wonder the staff were so friendly.

During the conversation, the delicious and oily red braised pork knuckle was served first. The soy-colored skin glowed red, and the broth had nothing but green onions, ginger, peppercorns, and star anise, yet it smelled so good it made one drool.

The soup and buns were also served at the same time, the soup was steaming hot.

Feng Qingxue glanced at it and estimated that there was only one egg in this large bowl of egg soup, because she could clearly see the bottom of the bowl. However, there were more garlic sprouts floating in the soup.

Lu Jiang asked the waiter for two bowls and soup spoons and served Feng Qingxue a bowl of soup first.

“It’s cold outside, have some soup first to warm your stomach.”

“Thank you, let’s have it together.” Feng Qingxue handed him a roll.

The rolls were not hot, made of black flour mixed with sorghum flour. They were a bit hard in the cold weather, and could only be softened by dipping in the soup.

She didn’t have a big appetite, a bowl of soup, a roll, a bit of meat and vegetables, and she was almost full. But Lu Jiang was different, he soaked three rolls in the soup, and after making sure that Feng Qingxue was full, he finished off the rest of the soup and vegetables.

With such a good appetite, she had to carefully plan the food in her space. Feng Qingxue murmured to herself in her heart.