The theoretical study ended in the morning, and the bell for the end of get out of class echoed in the slightly empty corridor of the teaching building.
Compared with the surge in universities in later generations, the number of students on the campus of Seoul University in 1978 was significantly smaller.
It was only the first year since the resumption of the college entrance examination, and the enrollment scale was limited. There were only a few freshmen in the Physics Department this year.
Lu Qingyang followed the crowd out of the teaching building.
The autumn sun is bright, and the leaves of the tall ginkgo trees on campus have turned golden. Students walk on the road in pairs, appearing quiet and orderly.
The faint aroma of food wafted through the air, guiding us to the cafeteria.
The cafeteria is an older building with red brick walls and large windows, but it doesn't seem crowded at the moment.
There was little traffic in and out of the door, but once you walked in, the space seemed quite spacious, with several rows of long wooden tables and benches, and many seats were still empty.
There were queues of moderate length in front of the food windows, with only seven or eight people in each queue.
Lu Qingyang took out his aluminum lunch box and an enamel bowl printed with "Serve the People" and joined a line.
There were four or five people in front, and the team was moving very fast.
A wooden sign in chalk on the window reads:
Staple food: Rice (2 liang food coupons + 1 cent), steamed buns (1 liang food coupons + 1 cent), cornmeal steamed bread (1 liang food coupons)
Dishes: Boiled Chinese Cabbage (5 points), Stir-fried Shredded Potatoes (8 points), Stewed Radish (5 points), Braised Pork (20 cents + 1 liang meat ticket, limited quantity), Tofu Soup (3 points)
The main dish is braised Chinese cabbage, filling a large pot. The stir-fried potato shreds are dark in color, and the stewed radish is plump. The few braised pork dishes are shiny and tempting, placed in the innermost small pot, exuding a tempting meaty aroma, but it is obviously not a "luxury" for you to enjoy. The tofu soup is crystal clear.
"Master, one serving of rice, one serving of boiled cabbage, and one serving of tofu soup." Lu Qingyang handed over the corresponding tickets and coins quickly.
He glanced at the braised pork, but didn't see the braised pork here.
If I don't eat the food here, I will seem out of place, so I chose the popular way of eating.
Thinking that he is a day student, he might as well bring his own lunch starting tomorrow.
The canteen chef moved skillfully. With a large spoon, he poured the boiled cabbage and the broth into the lunch box. He also filled the enamel bowl with tofu soup, and finally, he packed a bowl of bulging white rice and handed it to him.
Holding the hot meal, Lu Qingyang glanced across the relatively empty cafeteria hall.
Soon, he saw familiar figures sitting at a long table by the window - Chen Peng, Li Wei, Zhou Zhe, Yan Qiang and others.
They sat together, with an empty seat next to them.
"Student Lu, please sit here!" Li Wei greeted him warmly.
Lu Qingyang walked over and sat down next to Yan Qiang.
Everyone's food was spread out on the table. Chen Peng had rice with shredded potatoes, Li Wei had rice with stewed cabbage, Zhou Zhe had a steamed bun and a free plate of shredded pickled vegetables in front of him, and he ate slowly. In Yan Qiang's lunch box, in addition to the rice and stewed cabbage, there were also two pieces of greasy braised pork!
"Brother Yan, are you having a snack today?" Li Wei asked with a sharp smile.
Yan Qiang's dark face showed a simple yet slightly embarrassed smile. He looked at the two pieces of meat with cherishment and said, "Well, I gritted my teeth and made one. I still have some allowance from the factory. I think studying costs me a lot of money, so I need to make up for it."
He carefully picked up a piece with chopsticks, not wanting to swallow it in one bite, so he took a small bite and chewed it carefully.
For him, this is a rare luxury and self-reward.
Lu Qingyang smiled and opened his lunch box.
"Hey, classmate Lu," Chen Peng said in a low voice while tucking into his food, "Did you notice? Zhao Rui didn't come to class this morning. He just hung around the cafeteria door and then left. It seems he didn't come in to eat."
Zhou Zhe pushed his glasses up and said simply, "I'm still angry."
Li Wei curled her lips: "That's not the case! We're just discussing the problem."
Yan Qiang paused chewing, a look of uneasiness on his face: "Alas, it's still because of..."
Lu Qingyang swallowed the rice in his mouth and said calmly: "Don't think too much about it. The argument is over. He didn't come to class to eat. It's his own business. We just need to do our best."
His frank and open-minded attitude made Yan Qiang relax a little.
Lu Qingyang ate slowly and thought the food in the cafeteria was hard to describe.
As he was talking, a few more people came in.
One of them is Zhao Rui.
He seemed to have no interest in the food in the cafeteria. He just glanced at the food window, turned around and left the cafeteria directly, and his figure quickly disappeared outside the door.
"Look, he's gone again." Li Wei pouted, "I really don't know what he's hanging around here for."
"Maybe go home to eat, or maybe go to a small restaurant outside." Chen Peng guessed.
In that era, it was extremely rare for students to eat out, which also indirectly confirmed that Zhao Rui's family background was not ordinary.
Lu Qingyang glanced at the direction where Zhao Rui disappeared, then looked away. He himself didn't eat much.
Zhou Zhe looked at the leftovers in Lu Qingyang's lunch box, hesitated for a moment, and then asked, "Student Lu, are you...full?"
Lu Qingyang nodded, realizing something: "Breakfast hasn't been digested yet, and I'm not hungry right now. Oh, if I had known this earlier, I wouldn't have prepared so little. It's such a waste. We should also cherish food."
He said this on purpose.
Sure enough, Zhou Zhe's tense expression relaxed a little after hearing this. He followed his words and smiled a little embarrassedly: "Then..."
Before he could finish his words, Lu Qingyang asked, "Zhou Zhe, if you don't mind, these are for you to eat? They are all clean and the cabbage is untouched. This saves you from having to go out and buy them again, and it also saves waste. What do you think?"
Zhou Zhe looked at the steaming rice and boiled cabbage in front of him. The white rice and the oily vegetable soup were definitely a much more substantial lunch for him than steamed bread and pickles.
His Adam's apple rolled slightly and he pushed up his glasses.
"I don't mind, of course I don't mind. Thank you, Mr. Lu, it's good... I also feel that it's not enough."
The second half of his words was a little vague, but his movements were not slow. He immediately moved his steamed bread plate away, carefully put Lu Qingyang's remaining rice into his empty enamel bowl, and poured the half portion of boiled cabbage into his lunch box.
"You're welcome?" Lu Qingyang waved his hand, looking relaxed. "I've solved the waste, and I have to thank you."
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