Chapter 64 Differences in Diet between North and South
Lin Sanqi looked at Mao Xiaotong in front of him in astonishment, oh no, it's Pan Ye.
I saw the little girl holding a bowl of noodle tea in one hand, pouting her mouth out, and taking advantage of the heat, she turned and sucked along the edge of the bowl, drinking until she was slurping.
How could such a sound be made? What about the ladylike style you promised? This, this, this...
Lin Sanqi didn't dare to take a sip, so she took a spoon and took a bite in the disdainful eyes of the people around her.
Noodle tea is a traditional snack of Lao BJ. It is made from a paste made from broomcorn millet or millet noodles, and then the sesame paste is pulled out and stretched into threads. It is poured on the noodle tea in a circle. .
But Lin Sanqi was from the south and didn't like sesame paste very much, so she took two bites and decided to throw it away.
Pan Ye gulped down half a bowl of noodle tea before he straightened up with satisfaction and looked at Lin Sanqi with his big eyes blinking:
"Why don't you eat? I'm sorry, did the way I eat scare you? It's been a long time since I had noodle tea."
Lin Sanqi burst out laughing:
"Southerners are very particular about not making any noise when eating, so I've never seen a person eating mush and making a loud splash. If this were in my house, I would have to be slapped in the mouth by my dad."
Pan Ye's face turned red after hearing this.
A salesperson aunt came over. There were five sesame seed cakes in Xiaozhuluo, and she put them in front of Lin Sanqi and Pan Ye in displeasure.
"Young man, you still dislike the way other girls eat? Let me tell you, this is the authentic way of eating for our beautiful girls in Peking. Look at you like that, eating noodle tea with a spoon and frowning all the time, you look like a country boy. Laomao.”
Several diners nearby also laughed and booed:
"That's right, this is how you drink noodle tea to be authentic. This girl is good. She understands our old BJ's diet, so she doesn't waste food."
"Can the snacks in the south compare with the snacks in Sijiu City? This is at the feet of the emperor."
Lin Sanqi saw that everyone was angry and quickly stood up and begged for mercy:
"Dear uncles and aunties, I was joking with my friends. I really didn't mean to make fun of you. I'm sorry, I'm sorry~~~"
Seeing that Lin Sanqi apologized sincerely, everyone stopped saying anything and started eating their breakfast happily.
This hotel in Xidan provides quite a variety of breakfast varieties. In the pre-commercial era, all breakfasts are made in traditional ways without a trace of technology or hard work, and the taste is particularly authentic.
Lin Sanqi doesn't like to eat sesame paste, nor does she like to eat salty tofu. She doesn't like to eat greasy fried liver and fried tripe early in the morning. She can't stand the soy juice that looks like rancid foot wash.
So I ended up ordering a bowl of somen noodles to get over it.
When paying the bill, Lin Sanqi didn't feel sorry for the money, but for the food stamps. He only had the 5 kilograms of food stamps given to him by Old Man Fu, and he used 9 taels for one breakfast.
Breakfast was eaten very quickly. Pan Ye ate a bowl of noodles and tea in one go, but he couldn't finish the three sesame seed cakes anymore. He still looked at the remaining two sesame seed cakes reluctantly.
Lin Sanqi was not polite, wrapped two sesame seed cakes in oil paper, and stuffed them into her People's Liberation Army bag without any explanation.
"Are you full?"
Pan Ye burped and covered his mouth in embarrassment: "I'm sorry for making you pay so many food stamps and money. Wait for me. I will pay you back later..."
If it were in 2023, Lin Sanqi would definitely have said: Don't pay it back, just pledge yourself to me.
But in 1959, if he said such things in the street, he would be taken to the police station by the crowd. People who had not seen him at the breakfast shop would already dislike him.
"Okay, I'll go to your house after eating, and I'll find the door."
"Ah, why are you going to my house?"
Lin Sanqi rolled her eyes: "Stupid, didn't I say I wanted to buy your chiming clock? I have to know where your home is so I can deliver the food." Pan Ye stuck out his tongue secretly, not knowing why he was so special. I trusted this little brother I had just met, so I smiled and nodded:
"My family lives over there from the shipping warehouse..."
"Marine warehouse? It happens to be not far from my home. Drop by, let's go!"
What Lin Sanqi didn't know was that as soon as the two of them walked out of the small restaurant, his remaining bowl of noodles and tea was quickly snatched up by a few beggar-like children.
The diners and salespersons nearby didn't move away when they saw this, and they all sighed.
The two got on the No. 3 bus and tram from Xidan and staggered toward the shipping warehouse.
In the crowded car compartment, Pan Ye still hugged her broken chiming clock, which made Lin Sanqi quite intolerable.
"Okay, stop holding it, it's broken. Just find a trash can and throw it away."
The little girl was very stubborn: "You can't throw it away. My great-grandfather brought it back from France. It is very beautifully made. It not only tells the time, but can also be used as home decoration. Even if it is broken, it can still be repaired and used."
Lin Sanqi smiled evilly: "Are you afraid that I will turn my back on you, refuse your self-ringing bell, and won't give you food?"
Seeing that his little idea was revealed, Pan Ye blushed again and murmured:
"I'm sorry, my family really needs food..."
Lin Sanqi wanted to pet Pan Ye's head lovingly, but found that it seemed inappropriate to do so, so she could only accept the package awkwardly:
"Then I'll carry you. It's still weird. Don't be embarrassed. You go to Capital Medical College and I work at Kuanjie Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine. If you are assigned to Kuanjie Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine, maybe we can We will still be colleagues in the future.”
When Pan Ye heard Lin Sanqi's words, he lowered his guard a lot and was even a little surprised.
"It's true, you are from Kuanjie Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine, so we will still be together in the future."
"Ahem, to be exact, I won't start my job until next month. I've already decided to go to the purchasing department, but our whole family works in a traditional Chinese medicine hospital..."
If Lin Sanqi's identity is that of an unemployed vagrant and a gangster in the black market, Pan Ye would still be wary of him no matter how much he liked him.
But if Lin Sanqi is also an employee of a serious company and is a colleague, then the feeling of closeness will be intensified.
The two got off the train at Haiyuncang Station while talking and laughing. Pan Ye pointed to an alley and said:
"My family lives here, in the front yard of Courtyard No. 15."
Lin Sanqi recognized the way and then said goodbye with a smile: "Okay, I'll remember it. I have something to do later. When I'm done, I'll come over at noon and bring the food with me."
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Pan Ye was already relieved at this time and nodded gently: "Okay, thank you, Lin Sanqi."
Lin Sanqi was so beautiful that her bones dropped from her bones, and she waved her hands repeatedly:
"It's easy to talk, why are you being polite to me? You can go home. It's been a long night. From now on, it's better to go to Chaoyang Park than to go to the black market."
The two waved goodbye, and Lin Sanqi walked west toward Dachudeng Hutong. The two places were 3 miles apart and close to each other on foot.
Pan Ye still carried the chiming clock back home.
Father Pan and Mother Pan had already craned their necks to wait. When their daughter came back, the old couple breathed a sigh of relief.
But when they saw their daughter hugging the chiming clock back, the two looked at each other and sighed heavily at the same time.
Not selling the clock means not getting food stamps, so how will your family survive in the future...
(End of chapter)