The canteen of the machinery factory is not far from the factory gate.
Zhang Hongcheng hurried all the way, but he was still a little late.
The dark blue and military green crowd has already filled the huge machinery factory cafeteria.
At the entrance of the cafeteria, a girl wearing a half-worn women's shirt was staring at Zhang Hongcheng with an annoyed look on her face.
"Why are you so slow today? The cafeteria had vegetable soup with lard scraps today, but it's all sold out!"
The girl in front of him is Zhang Hongcheng's half-sister, Zhang Yumin.
Zhang Yumin is three years younger than Zhang Hongcheng and is now in her second year of high school.
But his height was inherited from his stepmother's genes, and he is only five centimeters shorter than Zhang Hongcheng.
In the remaining memories of the original body, the relationship between himself and this half-sister has always been not very good.
In this era, most students are just trying to get by, but Zhang Yumin is a little different. Her grades have always been good.
Stepmother Pei Shujing is the head nurse at the machinery factory staff hospital. Noon is the busiest time at the machinery factory staff hospital, so the brother and sister always come to the cafeteria to eat on their own.
Zhang Hongcheng is in charge of the daily lunch money.
It’s not that Pei Shujing doesn’t trust Zhang Yumin, but many students in her daughter’s class are hungry, and Zhang Yumin is a person who is tough on the outside but soft on the inside, so it’s best for her not to carry money or tickets on her.
Zhang Hongcheng ignored Zhang Yumin's dissatisfaction. In his memory, the relationship between the brother and sister was not close.
Besides, it is always right to say less and make fewer mistakes.
Zhang Hongcheng had only eight cents and six taels of food coupons in his pocket.
This is the lunch money for the two brothers and sisters.
Today's food prices are written on the big blackboard in the cafeteria.
Zhang Hongcheng squeezed over to take a few glances, while Zhang Yumin, who was following behind him, muttered a few more words in annoyance.
"What are you looking at? A single vegetable dish costs 10 cents. We can't afford it anymore. Let's go buy some steamed buns!"
Zhang Hongcheng still ignored Zhang Yumin. He was lamenting the prices these days.
A pound of rice costs two cents, a serving of vegetarian dish costs ten cents, and if the vegetarian dish contains eggs or tofu, the price is one and a half cents. A dish with meat costs twenty cents, and dishes with more meat cost twenty-five cents.
Zhang Hongcheng thought, if he had Zhang Da Tuanjie in his hands...tsk tsk tsk tsk.
Of course, he was just thinking about it.
In the memories left to him by the original body, it is not easy to get a big unity.
As we all know, the county machinery factory is one of the units with the highest employee income in the county.
But the apprentice’s salary in the first year was only 13.24 yuan a month, in the second year it was 15.24 yuan, and in the third year it was 17.24 yuan.
After completing the apprenticeship and becoming a regular employee, the salary is 24 yuan per month, plus a subsidy of 3 yuan.
Therefore, the saying "Twenty-four dollars, long live" has been circulating in the factory.
(Shanghai is 36 yuan.)
My stepmother Pei Shujing works as a head nurse in the staff hospital. She gets a higher subsidy, but she only makes a little over 36 yuan a month.
Because the two siblings were at the age where they could eat, their family did not have enough food coupons every month. They had to spend money on the black market to exchange for food coupons, and their life was quite tight.
In fact, Pei Shujing gave Zhang Hongcheng 16 cents and 6 taels of food coupons for lunch every day.
It was enough for them to buy a vegetarian dish and three taels of rice.
According to Pei Shujing's arrangement, Zhang Hongcheng ate two taels of rice, Zhang Yumin ate one tael of rice, and the brother and sister shared a plate of vegetarian dishes.
Although Zhang Hongcheng and Zhang Yumin did not get along, the two siblings agreed on lunch.
Zhang Hongcheng bought three steamed buns and a bowl of vegetable soup.
Each steamed bun weighed two taels and cost two cents each, so I spent a total of six cents and six taels of food coupons.
Zhang Yumin went to get the vegetable soup, and because she was sweet-talking, the aunt would give her a little more.
The dishes cost two cents each.
The brother and sister divided the soup, Zhang Hongcheng took two steamed buns and Zhang Yumin took one.
This is their lunch routine.
The remaining eight cents were divided equally between the brother and sister.
This is also the source of the Zhang brothers and sisters' private money.
In Zhang Hongcheng's memory, the two people used the money they saved from their mouths for completely different purposes.
Zhang Yumin used the money to buy notebooks and pens, while he spent it all on his girlfriend She Meihua.
Zhang Hongcheng felt very depressed when he thought about it.
After traveling through time for half a day, I only have four cents in my hand!
What can you do?
In 1972, supplies were scarce and even the steamed buns in the cafeteria tasted mediocre. There was no oil in the soup either, so Zhang Hongcheng couldn't finish his meal after eating only half of it.
He stood up and went to the cafeteria window again, and soon brought over a small plate of pickles.
Zhang Yumin gritted her teeth, her face full of heartache.
"Pickled vegetables are only two cents a portion, you're really willing to spend money on them!"
Zhang Hongcheng stuffed a small portion of pickles into the gap between her steamed buns and rolled his eyes.
"You're the only one who's nagging!"
The saltiness of the pickles makes the steamed buns and vegetable soup taste good.
But Zhang Hongcheng found that he was only three-quarters full at most.
These days everyone spends about the same on food, and except for the slightly plump chef, everyone else in the cafeteria is very thin.
For example, sixteen-year-old Zhang Yumin seemed like she could be blown away by a gust of wind.
Zhang Hongcheng, who is already 19 years old and only 1.74 meters tall, does not weigh much more than his sister.
......
Hu Yu looked at the owner of the collectibles store nervously, fearing that the stamps the owner was checking repeatedly would suddenly disappear.
Finally, the boss hesitated for a moment and gestured a number to Hu Yu.
"You only drove to seven?!"
Hu Yu was so angry that he wanted to get the YL stamps back.
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