MTL - Comeback 1992-Chapter 7 taste in memory
Chapter 7 Taste in Memory
I feel that some things seem to be able to be explained clearly. No wonder in the last life, Uncle Songlin seemed to be inactive for a long time, but he still lived a good life.
Really, Han Songlin didn't expect to have so much money in the 1990s!
By the way, where did the money come from?
Han Songlin really has no memory of this money in his mind.
"Your subsidies for the years of being a soldier, as well as the subsidies you received after retiring, are all here!"
Han Songlin watched slowly, and the last deposit amount was relatively large, more than 8,000!
Forget it, never mind!
Anyway, as long as the money comes from a legitimate source, it will be fine.
"With this money as capital, I am more confident in opening a brine shop to do business!"
Before, he planned to open a stewed meat stall, but now Han Songlin has directly upgraded to open a stewed meat shop.
I'm looking to see if I can buy a store directly.
If it really doesn’t work, you can rent one.
Han Songlin really doesn't know how profitable the Braised Meat Shop is, but it should be quite profitable.
After all, Han Songlin knew that he bought a house and a car within two years. Moreover, that was still an extremely competitive situation, so now?
The current era should be called a miracle era in the history of business. As long as you dare to do business, you can make money.
How many reckless heroes have made a lot of money in this era.
Liu Yuyan smiled and said nothing, but she was thinking in her heart, if she really lost the money, how would she live her life in the future!
Curiously, he checked the contents of the box again, and Han Songlin found two medals.
Unable to help, I picked it up.
In my mind, the origin of the medal also came to mind. It is a battle medal, which commends bravery in battle.
He exhaled lightly. Before, he never thought that Uncle Songlin had such a past.
Seeing Han Songlin holding the medal in a daze, Liu Yuyan quickly took it from his hand and put it away.
Although she didn't know anything about post-war syndrome, she could also feel that Han Songlin's insanity before had a lot to do with his retirement.
Han Songlin was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "I'm fine, the past is already in the past; people can't always live in memories, they have to look forward. The most important thing for me now is to let you Have a great time with the kids!"
He silently added in his heart that Han Ze should also have a bright future.
"We work together!"
Early the next morning, a family of three went to the side of the road early to wait for the bus.
At this time, people walked by from time to time.
Han Songlin and the others are not far from the county seat, only six kilometers away.
Is it far?
Walking takes about two hours, more than 15,000 steps? Or 20,000 steps?
Han Songlin's eyes fell on Liu Yuyan frequently. This morning, Liu Yuyan was going to wear long trousers and a long-sleeved shirt.
But Han Songlin felt that it was a bit rustic and didn't match Liu Yuyan's temperament, so he forced Liu Yuyan to wear the clothes he matched for her.
A floral dress with a narrow waist, high-heeled shoes, white and round thighs slightly exposed; loose hair, and a necklace around the neck.
No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a rural area.
Han Songlin, on the other hand, is more casual in his clothes, and the overall style is more sporty. If he has a good foundation, he can also wear a beggar outfit with a sense of fashion. .
The car came soon, Han Songlin first put Han Ting in the car, and then carried Liu Yuyan into the car.
I climbed into the car again.
There are already many people in the car.
Seeing Liu Yuyan coming up, they subconsciously gave up their seats, and everyone who was talking and laughing stopped talking.
His eyes also looked at Liu Yuyan frequently.
Han Songlin noticed this, but he didn't pay attention to it; he always does this when he sees beautiful women.
Guarding Liu Yuyan, this bad road, to be honest, riding in a car is not something to enjoy.
On the way, there are constant masters, chickens, ducks, geese, and even various vegetables.
Han Songlin looked at the scene in front of him interestingly. Really, he felt like he was watching history.
Thirty years is one-third of the time for human beings.
For the times, it is also a change.
As far as history is concerned, it is just a few simple lines written by the historian.
Liu Yuyan leaned against Han Songlin, feeling a little uncomfortable!
Motion sickness?
Han Songlin really had nothing to do about it. To be honest, he was also a little uncomfortable being shaken by the car.
For many years, I have never experienced this.
Finally arrived at the county seat, and everyone got out of the car one after another.
Han Songlin was below to catch Liu Yuyan and Han Ting, and looked at the county seat at this time.
An ordinary small county in the west of Huaguo.
Today, there are many people from all townships and townships in the ten miles and eight townships.
On the streets of the county seat, people are everywhere at this time.
In the county seat, many buildings in memory have been built.
Han Songlin is not in a hurry to talk about shopping, but wants to take a stroll in the county first.
The old county town has almost taken shape at this time.
The population of the entire county should be 40,000 to 50,000 at this time, and it doesn't look like it will break through 100,000 in 20 years.
"Did you find out? In the county, there are not many shops selling braised pork!" Han Songlin's eyes fell on a noodle restaurant.
This noodle shop also runs steamed buns.
Why did he notice this noodle restaurant, because Han Songlin suddenly remembered the taste of this noodle restaurant.
A taste that I remember when I was a child.
delicious!
Liu Yuyan really didn't pay attention to this. Earlier, she had been paying attention to the shops on the street, wondering if there was anything she wanted to buy back.
"what!"
Han Songlin shook his head helplessly, forget it, let’s make his own decision!
"Tinger, are you hungry?" Han Songlin noticed that Han Ting was also staring at the noodle shop.
It should be said that it is the steaming steamer outside the noodle shop.
The two-meter-high steamer baskets are piled up high, which is rarely seen in the future. Perhaps, for Han Songlin, it is rare to see it.
Because he seldom eats breakfast, and the place he usually stays is rarely in the city.
Inside are steamed buns and steamed buns that are big bowls.
A steamed stuffed bun is enough to make people full.
Well, construction workers now have to eat two.
Han Ting nodded quickly, she was hungry!
Liu Yuyan looked at the father and daughter with a funny face, and she was also prepared in her heart. At noon, she would definitely eat in the city.
"Okay, let's have something to eat first, and we're shopping!"
Liu Yuyan: "What time is it, just eat?"
Han Songlin raised his hand and looked at his watch: "It's almost eleven o'clock!"
It's eleven o'clock, so soon?
After sitting down, Liu Yuyan glanced at Han Songlin's watch, her eyes widened instantly, looking extremely cute: "Ten ten, you said it's almost eleven!"
Han Songlin: "Time is not important, the important thing is that Tinger is hungry!"
Liu Yuyan rolled her eyes at Han Songlin.
Han Songlin ordered two bowls of noodles, and then a basket of steamed buns and a small bowl.
The small bowl is for Han Ting, the little guy can't eat much.
The taste of the noodles was indeed the same as in memory; Han Songlin wanted to cry instantly.
Many times, I wanted to look for it, but I couldn't find it. Now, it is eaten.
saozi noodles!
It's really delicious!
The taste of the Xiaolongbao is also very good, and the stuffing is full of meat.
It's not like in the future, the buns are getting smaller and smaller, and the stuffing inside is also tasteless.
Nowadays, people are pretty serious about doing business.
When did people learn to cheat and cheat?
Because one company made more money from it, and then others followed suit.
One rat droppings ruined a pot of soup!
The so-called butterfly effect is nothing more than this.
Eating noodles, Han Songlin thought a lot. What is the greatest joy of rebirth?
Perhaps, looking for the taste in memory is the same.
(end of this chapter)
