Rebirth 1980: The heroine returns her prodigal son

The workers and children haven't finished school yet, but there are parents picking up their children here, and there are some people selling vegetables in this area. The eldest sister drinking Ye Xing soy milk couldn't help but ask.

"What kind of noodles are these braised noodles?"

"You will know after you try it."

The eldest sister quickly waved her hand, "Forget it, I can't sell enough vegetables for a day to eat out. I'm bringing a big cake."

In these days, people were not well off, and the flatbreads were made of cornmeal and white flour. The eldest sister took out the flatbreads and ate them with green onions.

Ye Xing looked at the others and found that most of them brought their own dry food, some brought some pickles, and some just ate green onions and garlic.

She smiled and had an idea in her mind.

With so many people bringing their own lunch, I wonder if she can sell some fermented bean curd.

I looked up at the sun and saw that it was already noon, the school bell rang, and the quiet campus suddenly became lively.

Ye Xing said to Lu Beichen.

"Go home quickly. The children are playing in the yard. We are not the only ones in our yard. You go home quickly."

Lu Beichen wanted to accompany Ye Xing to sell for a while, but he was also worried about the children at home.

"Can you do it alone?"

Ye Xing put the spoon into the stew basin.

"Okay, there's nothing wrong with it."

Before Lu Beichen could get out of Ye Xing's sight, the school gate opened and many students came out to eat.

Ye Xing shouted quickly.

"Stewed noodles, delicious braised noodles, you have enough to eat. There is a lot of oil. If you have never tried it, come and try it. I am sure you will want to eat it once."

Lu Beichen stood at the street corner, looking back at Ye Xing who was shouting again.

She is smiling, wearing an apron and a headscarf, and is as simple as any other woman in the village. The girl in the white shirt and red skirt seems to have gradually lost her glamor and become more simple and down-to-earth.

The first time Ye Xing met Lu Beichen was at the Educated Youth League. She went down to the cellar and was frightened by bugs and cried.

The first time Lu Beichen met her was when he was in Jiang County. He had just returned from demobilization and met her going to the county to take a bath with a few female educated youths. She was wearing a white shirt and a red skirt, with her hair tied into a ponytail.

They all exuded the aura of youth. At that time, he saw those female educated youths going to send letters, while she stood alone in the corner waiting.

At that time, she looked at the backs of those female educated youths with envy and red eyes. Later, she was molested by gangsters. She was obviously shouting for help, but those female educated youths didn't seem to hear them.

He stood at a distance and threw a few stones to scare away the gangsters. He wanted to go over and say hello, but someone inside was already asking him to go through the formalities, so he went in.

But the girl in the white shirt and red skirt left a deep mark on his heart.

"Sister, how do you sell this noodle?"

Ye Xing opened soon.

Many people don't eat braised noodles, so they don't know what braised noodles are. Ye Xing explained in annoyance that it is made of fine white flour and goes with vegetables, and it looks like a lot of meat and oil is put in it. The smell

It smells good when you put it on.

"Sister, let me buy one. You haven't said how much it will cost yet."

"Thirty cents a piece, if it's food stamps, it's one pound and two taels of food stamps."

Nowadays, everyone is actually willing to keep their food stamps and go to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy food. Some of these small vendors do not spend food stamps. After all, each household has a fixed monthly food stamp, and no one has many.

"What about meat tickets? Can I buy meat tickets?"

Ye Xing looked up and saw that the speaker was a well-dressed fat woman, so he quickly smiled.

"Of course, meat tickets are also acceptable. Meat tickets are two-for-one."

The woman immediately frowned and said, "Sister, this is too expensive for you. The food stamps are only one pound and twenty taels, and the meat stamps are only two taels. How many meat stamps does this family have in a month?"

Ye Xing is also very sincere.

"Sister, there's nothing I can do about it. I have to sell steamed buns this morning. The steamed buns stuffed with meat fillings don't require meat stamps. I'll charge them as much as I can. Besides, I put a lot of meat and oil in my braised noodles. You know?

Just eat it and you will know, I will definitely not cheat you."

The fat woman actually came to pick up the child, but she was attracted by the smell of the stewed noodles. In addition, Ye Xing's stall had just opened, and the glass on the snack cart was very clean. Ye Xing seemed to be too.

I'm a neat guy, so I came here to try it.

The children brought their own lunch boxes with them when they ate a lot. Ye Xing’s portion was given to one lunch box, which was full. Those who were watching and didn’t buy because they thought it was expensive saw that Ye Xing really didn’t bully customers and even talked to her.

He is very comfortable, not only looks good to the eye, but also always smiles. So one after another people buy braised noodles to eat.

When the workers at the meat factory got off work, they saw a new stall opened here. The stall was run by a beautiful lesbian, so they all came over to try it.

Ye Xing's braised noodles are naturally good. This was a dish in the restaurant in her previous life. It was sold as a local specialty. At that time, although the guests had eaten delicacies from the mountains and seas, many people were still willing to eat braised noodles, especially those who liked eating

Pasta for Northerners.

Some of the workers at the meat factory were not satisfied with one portion. The braised noodles were very meaty and delicious, so they ordered another portion.

When some people who came out late came to buy, Ye Xing's large pot of braised noodles was sold out.

Ye Xing said with a smile.

"I'll make more tomorrow. It's also the first day I sell it. I'm afraid you won't like it. Come and eat it tomorrow."

The workers were a little disappointed. Looking at the stewed noodles in their colleagues' aluminum lunch boxes, they were a little greedy, but there was nothing they could do. They had all sold out, so they could only go to the steamed bun stall to eat steamed buns.

The person selling steamed buns here at noon was an old woman. When she saw how good Ye Xing's business was, she kept glaring at Ye Xing, but Ye Xing was busy selling braised noodles and couldn't care less about her.

The old lady served the buns to the workers and asked.

"Who knows what's mixed with her buns? You guys really dare to eat them. They say they're filled with meat and fat, but who saw it? It's so expensive, for only thirty cents, you can eat six big meat buns."

The workers all lowered their heads to eat steamed buns, and no one answered. At this time, two female workers also sat down to eat steamed buns, glanced at the male workers, and said.

"Auntie, do they want to eat some braised noodles? They are obviously going for the woman running the stall."

One of the workers was a little unhappy and glanced at the female worker.

"Cao Guizhi, don't talk nonsense. It's not easy for lesbians to sell food, so don't make excuses for them."

"Tch, Hu Jiangdong, if you keep defending her, does she know you? Haven't you eaten yet? Besides, you are really good. You just stood by the stall and looked at it for a few times before you took it seriously.

Did you? Don’t let others say it.”

What Hu Jiangdong wanted to say was stopped by several workers beside him.

"Okay, don't be like a lesbian, let her go, and go back to work after eating."