Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

The customs of shredded pork with Beijing sauce are different in different places. Wan Feng visited the capital in his last life and once ordered this dish in a restaurant in Shijingshan. They did not have tofu skin.

Other than that there is no difference.

Luan Feng didn't use tofu skin for the first time. This is the way of eating in the capital, and then she started to eat in the Northeast. She picked up a piece of tofu skin cut into a two-inch square and put it on the small plate in front of her, and then put some shredded pork Put it on top, and learn while watching how Wanfeng does it.

"It's still delicious to eat like this."

Luan Feng has done a couple of things here, but Jiang Min hasn't moved his chopsticks yet.

"Are you going to watch us finish eating and then lick the bottom of the plate?"

"I won't eat."

What is the problem? Who else can't eat?

"Ah, no, it's because I don't know how to eat." Jiang Min also felt that his words had logical problems, so he quickly corrected them.

Wan Feng corrected Luan Feng that eating shredded pork with Beijing sauce made her unable to eat.

"Except for shredded pork with Beijing sauce, the rest of the dishes are eaten normally. Do you have a long mouth? If it grows, just put it in your mouth. I'll buy you two sodas."

Wan Feng went to buy two more sodas.

The difference in personality can be seen from eating. Jiang Min chewed slowly, looking like a small bridge with flowing water and snowflakes fluttering.

Turning to look at Luan Feng again, it was the stormy waves hitting the shore and the volcano erupting.

Although it didn't reach the level of gobbling and raging clouds, it was also magnificent.

Wan Feng gasped, his heart convulsed.

"Brother, eat slowly and don't choke."

Luan Feng really choked on this sentence, Wan Feng had no choice but to pour water on her.

"It's all your fault. They eat well, so you made up such a sentence."

"Can you be a lady? Look at her."

Jiang Min ate in a leisurely manner, quite aristocratically.

Luan Feng reached out from under the table and pinched Jiang Min's leg: "I told you to pretend to be a lady, I told you to pretend to be a lady."

Jiang Min didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "He has eaten like this since he was a child, how can he pretend?"

Luan Feng learned very quickly, and became a lady in no time.

If Luan Feng pretends to be a lady, it will be very lethal. Eating meat in small bites is as awkward as a popular singer singing bel canto.

The three of them didn't know if they were full from this meal, but they were full from laughing anyway.

Luan Feng touched her stomach secretly: "It's so full! It's delicious. It would be great if I could eat this kind of food every day."

"There will be, there will be bread, there will be rice, there will be pig's trotters, pig urine foam"

"Bah! Are you sick? We just finished eating, you want us to vomit again?" It was Jiang Min who said this. Judging by the expression on her face, she might vomit in a second.

Wan Feng gave them science education in a serious manner, telling them that in the future they will definitely live the life they have today.

"When?" Luan Feng asked anxiously.

Wan Feng calculated carefully: "Thirty years from now, there will be plenty of fish and meat every day, and cornmeal pancakes and corn porridge can only be eaten during the Chinese New Year."

"You are talking nonsense again in a serious manner. After thirty years, who can see so far?"

This is the truth! To be honest, no one believed it. Is there any reason for this?

"What shall we do next? Is there any shopping for shopping, how about taking you to the movies?"

"Okay, okay." Luan Feng responded first.

"I want to go back to work." Jiang Min whispered.

"Today we just come out to play, to fully relax our spirits, if we don't want to work, let's go, go to the movies, after the movie is over, Yang Hong's tractor will be unloaded,

Let's sit back and be done. "

It's not far from the movie theater. The three of them came to the movie theater and looked at the gaudy posters to choose the movie they wanted to watch.

There are three movies showing at the same time today. The morning show is Love, what is your last name? The afternoon show is Passengers in Handcuffs, and the evening show is for love.

No choice but to look at the handcuffed passengers.

Wan Feng was about to buy a ticket, when a half-sized boy approached him: "Aren't you Brother Xiaowan? How did you come here?"

Wan Feng thought for a few seconds before he remembered who this boy was. He was the boy Xia Qiulong had hired to protect his wife from selling clothes a few days ago. He vaguely remembered his surname Chai.

"Brother Chai, we want to go in and watch a movie."

The boy surnamed Chai saw Wan Feng with two beauties, and an expression I understood flashed across his face: "I can't think of you boy"

Wan Feng quickly interrupted him: "These two are making clothes for Mrs. Xia, don't think about it."

The kid surnamed Chai showed a stunned expression: "So it's my own, okay, I'll take you in, no need to buy tickets."

"Is that okay?"

"The movie theater goes on a regular basis, and the ticket checkers are all buddies. Come with me."

Wan Feng and the others followed the boy inside, as if they were going through the back door, and finally came to a small door.

Here is a young man sitting idly behind a table with a cigarette in his mouth.

Seeing Wan Feng and the others approaching, his eyes widened immediately, and he lowered his voice and said, "Shiba Gou, you sent someone inside again. If our leader knows, I will be miserable."

The young man surnamed Chai brought Wan Feng to the young man, and the eldest mother raised her finger and pointed at Wan Feng: "Brother's dead brother."

The young man was a little dumbfounded, and looked at Wan Feng with respect in his eyes: "Is he that Brother Wan?"

Wan Feng never imagined that he was so famous.

The young man surnamed Chai nodded.

"Then don't dawdle and go in quickly."

After all, he quickly opened the small door.

Wan Feng nodded to the young man as he passed by him.

Wan Feng and the others entered the movie theater, and the young man surnamed Chai arranged seats for them. Not long after, the movie started.

It may be because of the afternoon show. Even though today is Sunday, there are not too many people in the theater, just over half of the attendance rate, and most of them are one-on-one.

Not long after the movie started, Luan Feng's hand sneakily reached out to hold Wan Feng's hand in the dark, and she didn't let go until the movie ended.

After watching the movie, it was around 2:30 in the afternoon. The three of them hurried to the scheduled location and returned home on a tractor.

A day of relaxation brought about significant changes in both Luan Feng's and Jiang Min's mental outlooks, at least the fatigue on Jiang Min's face disappeared.

Next, they will start to study the making of suits and make clothes for the women in Luanying village.

Luan Feng had never been exposed to suits, and Yan Shufang hadn't taught them when she was an apprentice. Jiang Min was just like her, so she could only try to figure it out.

Wan Feng only knows what a good suit looks like, and he is not very clear about the specific production process.

"A good suit should at least not have blisters on the underwear for a short period of time, and the collar should always give people a neat look. I only know so much. You can study the rest yourself. But we don't have to start There are too strict standards, we don’t know how to do it, and others don’t know what a good suit is. We will make the appearance first, and then you will explore bit by bit. I guess it will take a year and a half. You are so smart. I'll figure it out, aren't these two beauties?"

Wan Feng gave them compliments without hesitation. Anyway, it doesn't cost money to say good things.

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