59 years after its opening, people are still in Nanluoguxiang.

The train was at 1 p.m., and Chen Feng rode a tricycle to see Zhou Jing and the other two off to the train station. When passing by Quanjude, Chen Feng went there and bought three roast ducks.

Chen Jianjun originally wanted to deliver it personally, but Chen Feng didn't let him.

He was not worried that they would be late, but he was worried that his father would run out of energy and embarrass himself.

"Uncle, if you don't have time at night, just stay in a hotel in Tianjin. It doesn't cost much. Don't walk at night."

"Don't worry, I know." Zhou Jing said with a smile.

"Take this duck with you and eat it on the road."

Zhou Jing wanted to decline, but his little cousin Zhou Dinghai, who had been eyeing the roast duck for a long time, had already taken it.

"You little bastard, haven't you had enough yet?"

How can you ever get enough of roast duck? It’s not fish!

Zhou Dinghai was carrying a small sack, which contained not oil, salt or food, but textbooks and picture books of Hu Bayi, Wang Fatty and He Yushui. These textbooks were for the children in Zhoujiagou to use in school.

The comic books are the spiritual food for the two little ones.

Well, there are also those of Zhou Jing and his wife. Recently, they also like to look at the pictures and let Zhou Xiaoya read aloud.

Chen Feng did not mobilize other neighbors to take more sets of textbooks, because other families' textbooks were either given away or sold, and there would not be many left.

He didn't dare to refute him face to face, so he could only mutter in his heart and hide behind Zhou Fubo with a wry smile.

"Uncle, I'll come over to play with you guys after my final exams in June." Chen Feng looked at his watch and found that it was almost time. "Go in quickly. I won't go to the platform."

"it is good."

Zhou Jing also carried a large bag filled with clothes, most of which were old clothes discarded by Chen Feng, Hu Bayi, Chen Hao, and Fatty Wang, and there were also a few new clothes that Zhou Qing had sewn for his parents.

In order to avoid trouble, the old man specially wrote a certificate and asked the street office to sign and seal it.

Hu Bayi was the most generous. He directly gave his beloved military uniform to the two brothers.

Zhou Dinghai and Zhou Fubao also discussed it and everyone took turns wearing it.

Although the clothes of country people nowadays are not as shabby as in the feudal era when a family only had two or three pieces of clothes, pure cotton military uniforms are still very rare.

After the three of them entered the station, Chen Feng rode his tricycle back.

There were many people entering the station. The father and his two sons were carrying bags, which was not too strange in the crowd. There were many people carrying bags.

These days, many people from the countryside come to the city to borrow supplies from their relatives to get by.

There’s no way, it’s too bitter!

Most people would not lose their dignity and face to move to the city unless they could make a living.

The people today are not yet in the era of great ideological liberation, when people value money without shame and laugh at the poor but not at prostitution.

"Dad, do you want to eat?"

The small bag Zhou Fubo carried contained various candies, peanuts and loquats.

"nonsense!"

Zhou Jing rolled his eyes at his son, reached in, took out a big bag of loquats and put it in his pocket.

Eat a loquat and spit out the kernel.

"The loquats in this city are really sweet. Eat less and leave half for your grandfather and the others."

"You are not allowed to eat the duck. Your cousin bought it for you to take back for your grandpa, grandma, and mother to eat."

Zhou Dinghai curled his lips and said, "Dad, this roast duck is not as delicious as the roast bird cooked by my cousin."

"How do you know?" Zhou Jing asked as he walked.

"Hehe, I ate a small piece of duck skin." Zhou Dinghai said embarrassedly.

"Dad, I want to try a piece too."

"Uh, give me one too."

Zhou Jing got a piece of duck skin, smelled it, and his nose was filled with the aroma of meat.

The roast duck nowadays still tastes very good, with sufficient ingredients and mature craftsmanship. It is made by master chefs, otherwise Chen Feng would not have purchased it so many times.

It did not become an industrialized process as it did in later generations.

"It's still hot, but it's too bad it's cold when I bring it back."

Finished meat food tastes best after the first cooking. If it is heated again, the texture and taste will deteriorate a lot.

Zhou Jing and his son returned home happily.

This time he sold the seafood to the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill and earned more than 100 yuan. Niu Gengshen personally guaranteed that the more he sold, the more he would earn, and there would be no purchase restrictions.

The money must be handed over.

But the cigarette that Niu Gengshen gave him privately could be kept secret.

Touching the cigarettes in the bag, Zhou Jing felt even happier.

On the other side, when Chen Feng returned home, Chen Li, who was playing hopscotch in the yard, happily told him that Sister Zhang had gone to a faraway place to find her some delicious food.

"Well, there are indeed a lot of food in that place." Chen Feng thought of the characteristics of the Snake Swamp Ghost Town and wanted to know whether the super giant snake had mutated after eating the Tibetan Sea Flower.

After all, one is in Qinghai, and the other is in the snow-capped mountains on the edge of the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau.

Add to that the nine-story demon tower in Kunlun Palace, and there are so many demons and monsters on the plateau!

Chen Hao was practicing slingshot with a target, Hu Bayi was keeping score with a notebook, and a group of children were watching the fun from the side.

The weather was a bit hot. The Chen family's yard was cooler than other yards because it had an artesian well, a pool, and a ditch. Many people, including children, came here to enjoy the cool air.

"Why didn't you swim?"

Chen Feng pushed the bicycle into the main house. The old man under the eaves smiled and said, "Your grandmother said that the pool is not clean. We need to clean it and ventilate and dry it first to prevent the dust and dirt under the glass from growing mold."

He took out the paper bag containing the roast duck from his backpack. There was only one roast duck in it. The other one was sealed in the space to make up for the loss of space.

"Big pot, I'll help you get it."

Chen Li raised her little hand very actively, sniffed with her little nose, and smelled the aroma of meat.

The little girl drinks well water and eats more fruit every day than Chen Hao.

Chen Laoer still had to save face, so he couldn't do what his younger sister did, and then come up with a lame excuse like "I'm starving" after an hour and go to Chen Feng to ask for food.

Eat a lot, grow fast, and have excellent physical fitness.

Chen Feng handed the paper bag to her.

When Chen Li opened it, she almost drooled.

"Big Pot, how do you know I'm hungry?"

"Thank you, Grandpa. Would you like to eat duck legs?"

The old man said angrily: "It's not even half past one, and you're hungry again, starve yourself to death!"

"Give it to your grandmother and cook it for dinner in the evening."

Chen Li looked at Chen Feng eagerly.

Chen Feng gave her a handful of plums.

"Be good, eat it at night, and eat fruit now."

He usually gave her fruit or sugary drinks in addition to the main meals.

Although she may not grow up to be fat, you can't spoil her too much. If your pretty little sister becomes Ruhua who weighs 120 pounds, it would be a big sin.

Chen Li took the paper bag to the warehouse, where the old lady was cleaning the glass in the sink.

After a while, he ran to the main hall to ask Chen Feng questions.

"Big Pot, my sister said that there is a kind of grass that can turn into insects where she went. Is it a magical grass? Is it a spirit? Is it delicious?"

"That's called Cordyceps sinensis. It's grass in the summer and turns into a bug in the winter. It's not a spirit, but a small bug that lives inside the grass."

Chen Feng smiled and said, "It's not very delicious, it's not as good as barbecue."

"But I want to see this strange insect." Chen Li said, hugging his arm.

"Well, when I go to Qinghai-Tibet next time, I'll get some back for you to play with." Chen Feng said with a smile.

Life is long, and just lying down and doing nothing is a waste of time and can easily lead to a depressed and world-weary mentality.

Going into a tomb to take risks is too dangerous, it's just a fancy way of seeking death.

Collecting medicinal herbs from all over the world, planting them in space, observing the changes in medicinal properties, and studying the evolution of life is also a meaningful life path.

"By the way, Daguo, my sister gave you a box and asked me to help you take care of it."

"Second brother, Fatty wanted to steal again, but I defeated him."

Chen Feng pinched the little Lolita's face. Chen Hao must be very curious and want to know what's inside. Fatty Wang is a clumsy person and wants to touch all the treasures.

But when Chen Li said she defeated him, she must be bragging!

"Let's go and see what great treasure the young lady left for me."

"Uh-huh."