That night, Sun Zhengguo, who was lying in bed pretending to be asleep, entered the space using his mind.
Looking at the golden expanse in the space, Sun Zhengguo was overjoyed. No matter the era, food can always give people peace of mind. As the old saying goes, "With surplus grain in hand, one has no fear in one's heart."
Without further ado, Sun Zhengguo got straight to work, using his mind to separate the wheat, crush the straw and use it as fertilizer, and turn all the wheat into flour, except for a portion reserved for seed.
After all the wheat was turned into flour, Sun Zhengguo estimated that there were about 500 jin of flour, which he then put into the wooden house.
After the flour was made, Sun Zhengguo immediately started planting wheat and medicinal herbs. By the time he finished everything, it was already two hours later.
After his mind left the space, Sun Zhengguo was completely listless. He was also very tired from expending his mental energy, but after seeing the results, he felt it was all worth it.
In fact, Sun Zhengguo didn't know that consuming mental energy in this way was actually very beneficial for improving mental energy, which could be considered a lucky accident.
Mental exhaustion caused Sun Zhengguo to quickly fall into a deep sleep...
The next morning, after getting up, Sun Zhengguo found himself refreshed and full of energy, as if he had been fully recharged. He then guessed that sleeping could replenish his mental energy.
Sun Zhengguo didn't study the problem too much and, as usual, resumed practicing his boxing.
Since his body underwent the bone marrow cleansing process, Sun Zhengguo has clearly felt that the results of a day's martial arts practice now are several times greater than before.
After finishing their practice, the family had breakfast together and then went their separate ways.
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At noon, as the bell rang for the last class, students gradually left their classrooms and headed to the cafeteria.
Sun Zhengguo and Zheng Wenhua walked to the parking lot, got on their bicycles, and left the school gate.
Soon the two arrived at the Institute of Chinese Materia Medica, picked up Zheng Juan, and drove towards Xizhimenwai Street.
When the three arrived at No. 135 Xizhimenwai Street, Sun Zhengguo was immediately awestruck by the magnificent building.
Above the gate was written "Moscow Restaurant," several large characters. "Damn, this is the legendary Old Moscow, the pretentious holy land of old Beijing geeks," Sun Zhengguo thought to himself.
Zheng Juanguang hesitated upon seeing the buildings outside and said timidly.
"How about we go somewhere else? I heard it's very expensive here."
Zheng Wenhua listened, smiled without saying a word, and looked at Sun Zhengguo.
"Let's go! We're already here, don't worry about me not being able to afford it!"
Upon hearing Sun Zhengguo's statement, Zheng Wenhua spoke.
"Sister Zheng Juan, I told you long ago, my brother is not short of money."
Hearing their conversation, Zheng Juan could only helplessly follow behind, her cautious demeanor resembling that of a wronged young wife.
The three then entered the restaurant, where they were greeted by a huge space that was 7 meters high, with four large bronze pillars standing in the center of the restaurant, and even the carvings on them were lifelike.
The enormous crystal chandelier, the bright floor, the snow-white tablecloths, and the exotic decorations all around made the restaurant look magnificent and dazzling, completely out of step with the times.
Despite saying that, it didn't stop the three of them from appreciating the beauty. They quickly glanced around, then pretended to be nonchalant and found a place to sit down.
Zheng Wenhua picked up the menu and handed it to Sun Zhengguo. After all, Sun Zhengguo was the one treating, and he couldn't overstep his bounds.
Although Sun Zhengguo had lived two lives, he had never eaten Western food before. He glanced at the menu quickly, not understanding much, and then called over a waiter.
Looking at the girl in the boogie dress in front of him, Sun Zhengguo couldn't help but sigh that Lao Mo had even brought his waiters from the Soviet Union in order to maintain its authenticity.
Seeing that she was a foreign woman, Sun Zhengguo spoke to her quietly in Russian. The waitress was not too surprised that Sun Zhengguo spoke Russian.
This was because it was a period of Sino-Soviet friendship, and many Chinese people could speak Russian, so it was not surprising.
Following the waiter's recommendation, Sun Zhengguo ordered several of Lao Mo's signature dishes.
Soon the food cart arrived, and after the waiter set it out, he said, "Enjoy your meal," and left.
Sun Zhengguo ordered a very generous amount of food today, including braised beef, cream-roasted lamb offal, Russian sauerkraut, borscht, and rye bread as the main dish, all of which were single-serving portions.
The three of them looked at the delicious food laid out on the table and didn't know where to start. Fortunately, there were other people eating in the restaurant at the time, so they could only follow suit and slowly use the knives and forks.
Ten minutes later, the three had transformed from novices into proficient users of knives and forks.
After finishing their meal, all three were very satisfied with the food, which was delicious, so they called the waiter to settle the bill.
Upon receiving the bill, Sun Zhengguo glanced at it; it totaled 42 yuan. He felt no unusual reaction. After all, the Moscow Restaurant wasn't a place for ordinary people. Since he was there, he had to be prepared to spend money.
After paying the bill, Sun Zhengguo also packed some large loaves of bread to take home for his family to try, which left Zheng Juan speechless with amazement.
After leaving Lao Mo, the two first took Zheng Juan to the research institute. When they parted, Zheng Juan expressed her gratitude, saying that Sun Zhengguo had spent money today and that if she needed anything in the future, she could just come to her.
After dropping Zheng Juan off, the two returned to school, chatted for a while, and then got back to their studies.
When I got home in the evening, I took out the bread I had prepared, along with porridge and pickled vegetables. Can you imagine such a combination?
However, seeing my family enjoying the meal made it all worthwhile.
Before going to bed that night, Sun Zhengguo checked his online space again. The wheat and medicinal herbs he had planted just yesterday had already sprouted.
Let's take a look at the two warehouses. One contains flour, and the other contains collectibles.
Sun Zhengguo felt that the grains were a bit monotonous, so he decided to plant a little bit of each type in the future, otherwise it would be hard to explain why all he would produce was flour.
"It feels like something's missing?"
This thought lingered in Sun Zhengguo's mind, but he couldn't quite recall it.
"Meat, right, there's no meat in the space."
Sun Zhengguo thought for a moment, wondering where he could get the meat.
Suddenly, a brilliant idea flashed into my mind.
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