There were four people, each with a bowl of noodles, topped with vegetables fried in vegetable oil, cold-mixed cucumber shreds, and some appetizing pickled radish. If a few colleagues hadn't stopped her, Kang Quan's wife Zhao Hong would have gone to the supply and marketing cooperative to weigh half a pound of meat for everyone to enjoy.
While eating noodles, my colleagues lamented the huge difference in treatment between the two sides.
Kang Quan is from the countryside, and so is his wife Zhao Hong.
When Kang Quan first went to their unit, he was dressed very simply and his clothes were patched. Several of his colleagues were from the city and looked down on him to some extent. They didn't interact with Kang Quan much.
Who would have known that the person who treated them well in the end was Kang Quan, whom they didn't like.
As for Hu Zhong, who had a good relationship with them on weekdays, he gave them a big slap in the face.
"Sister-in-law, the noodles you cook are so delicious. Were they sent by your relatives from your hometown? And this vegetable oil is so fragrant and flavorful. I think it's even more delicious than the ones sent by the deputy director's relatives!" Kang Quan's colleague Zhang Anbang said while eating noodles.
"Yeah, I've never eaten noodles this delicious. Even without the meat, it's a hundred times better than the shredded pork noodles at state-owned restaurants."
Several colleagues praised Zhao Hong.
As he spoke, he stuffed more noodles into his mouth.
"Sister-in-law, do your relatives still have such good flour? I want to buy some to make dumplings. My child has been crying for dumplings for half the semester.
But you know, the flour you buy outside is either black or dry, coarse flour. The dumplings made from it are not only black, but also hard and not tasty at all." Zhang Anbang looked at Zhao Hong.
Zhao Hong looked at a loss. She had bought this flour from Li Jinfeng in the morning.
When her husband came back and saw the flour, he almost rolled on the ground with joy. He said that his family had made a lot of money and that he would take some time to give some to each of the two elderly people in the countryside.
I saw the cooking oil she bought and said that she didn't keep the customer, so I tried to do business with her next time.
But these things cannot be seen in the light.
She didn't know how to answer.
"Sister-in-law, is there any difficulty?" Zhang Anbang asked.
In fact, looking at Zhao Hong's expression, Zhang Anbang and several other colleagues had roughly guessed it.
They estimated that Zhao Hong bought it from the night market.
But if they could buy such good noodles and such good oil from the night market, they would be happy too.
No matter how expensive it is, I'm happy with it.
"Sister-in-law, to be honest, we all want to buy some to take back home to improve the lives of our mother and children. Why don't you just tell us where you bought it, and we'll see if we should go there in person." Zhang Anbang said.
Zhao Hong then said, "I bought it from a little girl. I don't know where she usually does business. But she's a very nice girl. Are you sure you want to buy her things? If I see her again, I'll help you stop her!"
"Then I'll trouble you, sister-in-law!" Zhang Anbang nodded.
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On the other side, Li Jinfeng waited for a long time and finally got her shredded pork noodles.
The noodles were very filling, a big bowl full, but the color of the noodles was not good, a bit dark. The grade of flour used to make the noodles was probably not high, and it could not be considered good noodles.
The noodles were covered with a layer of shredded meat and sprinkled with a handful of chopped green onions, but there wasn't much meat on top.
That’s right, since she didn’t ask for meat tickets to buy the meat, she naturally tried to save as much as possible.
Li Jinfeng had been busy all morning and was already hungry. She had just picked up the chopsticks but had not yet put the food in the bowl.
Suddenly, a hand picked up her noodles and poured them into the cloth bag he was carrying. Then the person rushed out of the state-owned restaurant like a gust of wind.
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