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

Chen Feng did not take her directly to the garbage station, but sent Chen Li to school first. On the way, he went into the supply and marketing cooperative to make a phone call and asked Zheng Jingshan. Of course, Old Zheng was willing, as his son was also of marriageable age.

"She just needs to be of the right age and have a good personality. I don't need her to be pretty, as long as she can give birth to a child."

Chen Feng smiled and said to the other end of the phone: "It still has to be better. We can't let Brother Zheng down. But whether they can succeed or not depends on themselves."

"This is not the past. This is a new society. Getting married depends on their own wishes."

"No problem." Zheng Jingshan agreed immediately. He thought that as long as Chen Feng said that she looked okay, then it must be okay.

After the two of them agreed, Chen Feng wanted to hang up the phone, but Chen Li reached out and took it.

"Cauldron, cauldron, I want to speak too."

"What did you say?" Chen Feng felt amused and handed the phone to the little girl.

Chen Li picked up the phone and put it to her lips, and asked, "Hello, hello, I'm Chen Li."

Zheng Jingshan was stunned at first, then he laughed.

"Hello, little Lily, I'm your uncle Zheng Dahu."

Chen Li asked curiously, "Are you Uncle Zheng Erniu's eldest brother?"

Zheng Jingshan was stunned for another second. He just picked this name randomly, but he didn't expect that there was someone on Chen Feng's side with the same surname Zheng, and his name was Erniu.

What a silly name!

Zheng Jingshan laughed secretly in his heart.

"No, my brother's name is Erhu, not Erniu. Tigers are much more powerful than cows."

"I know, I know, there is a big tiger in my big pot, which can eat a wild boar in one bite." Chen Li chatted happily.

Unlike future children who can freely use their mobile phones to play games, making phone calls is a very powerful thing!

Every time, the children can only watch the adults making phone calls and they are envious. What parents would be willing to spend money on their children?

"Haha, I can also fight tigers. When I have time in the future, I will catch a little tiger for you to play with."

"Really?"

"real!"

"Do not lie to me!"

"I kid you not."

Chen Feng was originally laughing at his sister, but when he saw the wall clock of the supply and marketing cooperative, he suddenly understood something and immediately hung up the phone.

"Big Pot, I haven't finished yet." Chen Li listened to the dripping sound, feeling a little unsatisfied.

Chen Feng picked up his sister, quickly put her on the bicycle outside, and got on the bike immediately.

"Stop talking, we're going to be late."

Li Jie stood at the door of the supply and marketing cooperative and waved to the brother and sister.

"Lily, see you at noon!"

"Ah."

Chen Feng rushed to get his sister in before the entrance to the sports school closed. Zhu Zhu and Zhu Lin had already been forced to return to their respective classes.

Chen Li was definitely late, but the teacher didn't criticize her.

She still has to rely on Chen Feng to fill her stomach with meat for the school.

"Why are you late today?" Zheng Erniu smiled and leaned against the coal stove to keep warm. The old military uniform he was wearing had a lot of patches. Nowadays, the warm clothes everyone wears are almost like this.

Even if they are rich families, they will definitely have repaired fur coats at home, which they will keep even if they don’t wear them themselves to prevent unknown disturbances.

After decades of war, everyone has developed a phobia of chaos and no one wants to become one of the people freezing to death on the road.

"A small thing happened." Chen Feng walked into the restaurant, warmed his hands in front of the coal stove, and his breath was white.

“How’s business now?”

Zheng Erniu laughed and said, "Hehe, the pig bones you gave me are still useful. I now boil a large bucket of bone soup every day, and many people come to buy soup and meat buns."

Chen Feng took a look at the big iron bucket on the coal stove, which contained pork bone soup, mixed with white radish, potato, cabbage, etc.

"Now that the weather is so cold, everyone naturally wants to drink some broth to keep warm."

"It's OK as long as your business is good. Otherwise, if you spend money to buy bones, you will lose money. I'm afraid you will be scolded."

Chen Feng said with a smile.

After the weather turns cold, it’s hard to buy bones in the state-owned vegetable markets in the old city!

Guo Chunhua cursed several times, saying that those meat eaters were so greedy. When they ate meat before, at least there were bones for everyone to chew, but now there is not even a bone to chew.

In fact, the bones are gone, but there are many more fish on the beach.

It’s just that fish has little fat, so people don’t like to buy it.

In addition, the traditional dietary view of the Chinese people is that bone soup is also a kind of food that can replenish qi.

"How could that be? Scarcity makes things valuable!" Zheng Erniu smiled and whispered, "I've received news that they're going to dispatch a batch of cattle and sheep from Inner Mongolia to be distributed to everyone. It might be in the next few days. If you want to eat authentic mutton soup, you can go to the vegetable market early and wait."

Chen Feng nodded. He had also received the news. Wang Kaixuan's mother had secretly come to the yard a few days ago to tell the old lady and the others.

However, the train was delayed due to heavy snow.

The train delays now are not just one or two hours like in the future, but like the Indian trains in later generations. Eight or nine hours at night is the norm, so don't be surprised if the trains are late for one or two days.

Of course, we are twenty years ahead of Afghanistan, and the United States was also twenty years ahead of us in advanced technology.

"This is a good thing. It shows that the leaders are also trying to solve the problem of healthy diet in winter."

"What does this have to do with health?" Zheng Erniu asked doubtfully.

Chen Feng explained: "It's cold in winter, and we can't just keep warm by roasting a fire. Our bodies consume a lot of calories, so we need to eat some food that contains a lot of energy. Eating only Chinese cabbage is not enough. Meat is the best supplement."

Zheng Erniu and a group of people in the restaurant nodded as if they understood.

"Would you like a bowl of soup?"

"Okay, pack five bowls for me and I'll take them back." Chen Feng originally wanted to decline, but when he remembered that there was no pork soup at home today, he simply bought five bowls.

"No problem, Xiao Guo, bring five lunch boxes and rinse them a few times first."

The waiter rolled his eyes and said, "They are all clean, why do you need to wash them?"

"There's boiling water in the kettle, why would you spend so much time just rinsing it?" Zheng Erniu didn't tolerate it either, and scolded with a smile: "Don't think I don't know that you took the remaining soup home last night and rinsed the lunch box with boiling water."

"Why, you don't want to do it when it's Chen Feng's turn?"

"You are the director and you have the final say."

After rinsing several clean aluminum lunch boxes with boiling water, Zheng Erniu filled five of them with soup, and he also scooped out some radishes and vegetable leaves several times.

"No, no, just soup will do." Chen Feng said politely, "I'll go back and put some vegetable leaves in it."

Zheng Erniu thought about it and it made sense. Chen Feng must have some side dishes at home that were more suitable for soup.

"That's fine, but I've already made the call, so I won't change it for you."

Chen Feng wanted to pay, but Zheng Erniu kept delaying and didn't take it.

"No, it's just some soup. It's not the pork bones you gave me, and it's not even this soup."

Chen Feng shook his head and said, "Public and private matters should be clearly distinguished. This is a public soup, so you must pay for it. Otherwise, my grandfather will come to pay for it personally when we return."

Seeing his firm attitude, Zheng Erniu had no choice but to accept it.

Qin Jingru carefully pushed the cart back to the yard, and was still waiting for his reply.

"Grandma, I bought some bone soup from Uncle Zheng. Remember to heat it up at noon and add some vegetables to it."

The old man said, "Let's have hot pot. It happens to be bone soup, which is a perfect combination."

After clearing out the lunch boxes belonging to the restaurant and placing them on the kitchen table, Chen Feng came out to inform Qin Jingru, who was as nervous as a prisoner about to be tried.

In order to stay in Beijing, this sense of urgency is difficult for outsiders to experience.

"Stationmaster Zheng has agreed. You can go there to meet him first."