The chubby guy just said it casually, not expecting Jian Dan to pick up on it so easily, and he was momentarily stunned.
"Young man, don't try to fool this old man with this. Do you know how many steamers this is?"
It's so big, there are more than forty buns on this floor alone. Can you see my oven?
There are ten layers on top, ten large steamers, just cooked, haven't been touched yet.
Are you sure you can take all of those hundreds of steamed buns?
Although there are no purchase limits today, you still can't miss out on any tickets.
Simple was almost mesmerized by the aroma; her little head was nodding.
"Yes, Uncle, I'm serious. I'm a former educated youth. The other educated youth in our compound have heard that the steamed buns at your restaurant are delicious. We usually can't afford them, but with the New Year coming soon, we have to eat something good. Let's treat ourselves to a better meal."
There were indeed few people in front of the door at this moment, so the fat comrade had the patience to talk to her a few more times. After confirming with her repeatedly, he still accepted the money and tickets first. Jian Dan still had quite a lot of money and tickets in her hand.
She had a considerable amount of savings left over from her family. She received some from the Lin family and spent some on shopping, but after arriving here, she had a lot of daily necessities in stock. She couldn't finish eating all the vegetables from her garden, and she hardly needed to buy meat. Her space was well-stocked, so she was never empty-handed when she went up the mountain.
This ticket wasn't used much.
In addition, Cheng Chao now leaves a lot of money and tickets almost every time he comes over, his own and Cheng Jin's, most of which he gives to her.
Besides needing to buy some things on the surface, she also manages to buy a lot of defective goods that don't require coupons every time she goes to the county town. As a result, she now has more and more coupons in her hands, including grain coupons, sugar coupons, salt coupons, cloth coupons, and even the hardest-to-obtain industrial coupons.
Seeing that she readily pulled out the money coupons without the slightest hesitation, the fat comrade seemed to believe her reasoning. Even for workers in this commune, public officials like him only had a limited number of money coupons, just a few pounds each month. With daily expenses at home, let alone saving any, it wasn't enough.
This young man has so many bills, and they're all in zeros, so it's obvious he doesn't belong to anyone. I was immediately relieved.
"Okay, young comrade, wait a moment while I go find something to pack it up for you."
They sold everything in one pot, which saved them trouble.
"Young comrades, you really have an eye for talent. Let me tell you, our restaurant's head chef is this one,"
He then gave a thumbs-up.
"The filling of these buns is incredibly fragrant, so you can eat them without worry. Even if they get cold, just put them on a rack to reheat them, and they'll taste just as good as freshly steamed. They're so delicious."
At this time, when packing things, especially cooked food like this, the only options besides lunch boxes are oil paper. It's obviously not appropriate to use lunch boxes for so many buns. The main problem is that we didn't prepare any. Each lunch box can hold three or four of these big buns. There are hundreds of them, so we'll need a whole bunch of lunch boxes.
She really became famous.
The old comrade returned quickly, along with a colleague. They took large sheets of oil paper, wrapped two oil paper packages in each drawer, and quickly put them into the basket. The two of them quickly packed ten drawers of buns.
Twenty large paper packages were nothing to Jian Dan, and she quickly stored them in her base space.
Having completed a task, both of them were in good spirits. As they packed up the empty steamer, the chubby guy even joked that it was easy.
"Young comrade, the other dishes in our state-run restaurant are also very delicious, and they are also our head chef's specialties. Why don't you come and try them?"
"Really?"
Jian Dan was surprised that staff members would proactively invite people these days. However, she was in a hurry to put the still-warm buns away and also wanted to go check if her two children had returned. She didn't want to wait here.
After thinking about it, she realized that the braised pork at the state-run restaurant was indeed quite delicious; she had eaten it several times without getting tired of it.
"Then I'd like to pack a few servings of braised pork with potatoes to satisfy my brother's craving."
"I need to go ahead and meet them now. Can I come back to pick them up later?"
She was considered a major client, and when the chubby guy casually asked her about it, she agreed again, which was another unexpected turn of events.
"Uh, no problem, no problem. How many portions do you want? Did you bring lunchboxes?"
She still had these lunchboxes, so she immediately handed over the money and the lunchboxes together.
Only after watching her stubbornly walk away with her basket on her back did her colleague come to her senses.
"Uncle, you just bought this braised pork without thinking? And several portions at that?"
Tsk tsk!
What kind of family is this? They're really willing to spend so much!
The fat comrade smiled.
“The educated youth who went to the countryside usually can’t afford to eat meat. Now that my younger brother is here and it’s almost Chinese New Year, shouldn’t we let him have a treat?”
"The educated youth,"
Hearing this, my colleague understood. Most of those who came to the countryside were not loved by their parents. There were some who signed up on a whim, but now, three or four years after the first round of rural service, such cases are becoming increasingly rare.
This is a commune, and we've seen this kind of situation many times in the surrounding villages.
"It makes sense to say that they were sent to the countryside. They were busy with farm work all year round, and it was really difficult to earn enough to eat meat with just a few work points."
He immediately shook his head and categorized Jian Dan into that kind of pitiful little thing as well.
Jian Dan had no idea that she had become a poor little thing again, starving and freezing. She walked a little further, until she was out of sight of the two people, and then she put all the oil paper packages in her basket into her spatial storage. In this weather, if she lingered any longer, they would really turn into cold buns.
After picking up the two excited children and retrieving their lunchboxes from the restaurant, the group headed back home in high spirits.
After coming out for a while, perhaps to get some fresh air, the two children were much more relaxed. They chattered away the whole way, talking about what they had just seen and heard, and their steps were light and skipping.
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