Wang Jianguo didn't care about the gazes around him and started eating.
Wang Jianguo's mouth was full of oil as he enjoyed the refreshing taste.
"Boss, give me another bottle of wine!"
"Alright! I'll be right there!"
The owner of the hotpot restaurant also enthusiastically placed a bottle of wine beside Wang Jianguo.
The surrounding people began to discuss animatedly.
"Wow, can this guy eat so much?”
"I think the other party wants to dine and dash. How much will this meal cost?”
"That's right. I don't even dare to eat more than three taels of meat in the hotpot, but he poured it into the hotpot plate after plate!”
The people in the hotpot restaurant were all drooling with envy.
In the 1960s, even hotpot restaurants were not affordable for ordinary people. They were all families of senior workers in major factories, and even if they ate hotpot, they would not eat it like Wang Jianguo.
(Note: I've checked. There were hot pot restaurants, roast duck restaurants, and so on in the 1960s.)）
Usually, a hotpot would have some meat and the rest would be vegetables.
Unlike Wang Jianguo, who poured a few taels of meat into the hotpot directly. If one plate was not enough, he would have another plate.
The table was full of meat.
There wasn't any vegetarian food at all.
The surrounding people were all craving for it.
They probably ate less than what Wang Jianguo ate in a year.
Wang Jianguo's hearing was not bad. Although the words of the people around him were soft, they still reached his ears!
Wang Jianguo didn't mind. He poured himself a glass of wine and gulped it down. It felt so good.
"Boss, give me another plate of pork belly!"
Before Wang Jianguo transmigrated, his days were also very busy. Now, his fate had changed.
He couldn't let himself suffer.
Life was meant to be lived, and one must know how to enjoy life.
When the surrounding people saw Wang Jianguo serve another plate of pork belly, they were filled with envy and jealousy.
The surrounding people looked at the plates of meat on Wang Jianguo's hotpot.
Looking at the meat on his table, he was so angry that he almost smashed the bowl.
They were all humans.
Why was the difference so huge?
This hotpot was too annoying, so he decided not to eat it.
Some of the people around had completely lost their appetite. They packed up and left.
Wang Jianguo couldn't be bothered with them.
They lived their own lives, and no one was in the way of the other.
They had their fill.
Wang Jianguo began to walk in the direction of Sijiu City.
Post offices, banks, commercial offices, and other fixed locations had to be checked in.
The rewards also followed.
The rewards for signing in were stamps, cash, watch coupons, and so on.
When he signed in 50 yuan at the bank, Wang Jianguo was surprised to find that the amount of money he signed in at the bank every day was not fixed.
It was just like how the tickets to the Commerce Bureau were different.
This was really a pleasant surprise. Even the stamps were of different styles.
The rarer a stamp was, the higher its value in the future.
They spent the whole day shopping. As for the problem of eating, they naturally went to a restaurant.
He also signed in at the restaurant and obtained the recipe.
Night fell.
After visiting a few black markets, he finally managed to get two catties of beef.
Wang Jianguo rode his bike back to the courtyard leisurely.
Wang Jianguo, who was riding his bicycle, bumped into Xu Damao as soon as he entered the courtyard.
Xu Damao had gone out to film a movie. He had just returned today and bumped into this scene.
A bicycle?
Wang Jianguo actually bought a bicycle!
"Wang Jianguo, where did you get this car?"
Xu Damao still didn't know what happened to Wang Jianguo.
Ding! New character detected. Would you like to sign in, Xu Damao?
Sign in.
Ding! Xu Damao had successfully signed in and obtained the Elementary Projection Technique!
Projection skills were not bad.
In the 1960s, showing movies was also a popular profession.
Wang Jianguo was slightly happy in his heart, but he looked very calm on the surface. He replied coldly to Xu Damao,"I bought it!"
"Of course I know. I'm asking you where you got the bicycle ticket.”Xu Damao also knew how precious a bicycle ticket was.
He also had money to buy a bicycle. After being a projectionist for so many years, he only had a fixed amount of 31 yuan.
There would be subsidies for screening movies in other places, and there would also be good things to give away.
The wealth accumulated over the years was much stronger than He Yuzhu's.
However, he had applied for a bicycle ticket for a long time, but he still hadn't found it.
He had thought that other than the three old masters, he should be the first person to buy a bicycle.
However, he didn't expect Wang Jianguo to steal it from him. He was very unhappy!
"If you don't believe me, then forget it! Don't get in my way!"
After Wang Jianguo finished speaking, he pushed the bicycle back to his house!
The car was parked outside. Wang Jianguo untied the two pounds of beef and went back to the house to make the hotpot.
"Beef?"
Xu Damao was attracted by the bicycle just now, and only then did he realize that there were two catties of beef tied to the bicycle.
This time, Xu Damao's mouth was filled with greed.
This was a whole two catties of beef. The production of cows was low to begin with, and they were very important farming livestock.
Unless it was an accidental death or a death due to old age or illness, cows were generally not allowed to be slaughtered.
Xu Damao might not have eaten beef for a few years.
Now that Wang Jianguo was carrying a pound of meat, he was so envious.
He was extremely depressed.
When Xu Damao returned home, he sat at the dining table and poured a glass of water. Lou Xiao'e also took some sweet potatoes and placed them on the table.
"I'm back!"
" Mm…" Xu Damao replied absent-mindedly.
At this moment, he couldn't help but mutter,"What kind of fortune did Wang Jianguo make recently?" He actually bought a bicycle and brought two catties of beef today!”
Lou Xiao'e immediately told Xu Damao about Wang Jianguo being fired from the factory.
Xu Damao felt even more incredulous.
"Now that you've been fired, how can you still get a bicycle ticket? You even bought so much meat?"
Xu Damao muttered.
Lou Xiao'e also shook her head, indicating that she was not sure. After all, she was a woman. She was good at handling household affairs, but she usually did not care about these things.
Xu Damao paced back and forth in the room.
The more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong.
There was definitely something wrong with this kid!
Even after being fired, he still had the ability to buy a bicycle and eat meat.
It was absolutely impossible that there was nothing wrong with this.
………
On Wang Jianguo's side, he found a large clay pot and placed it on the stove. He poured some water and took out ten packets of hotpot base from his pocket.
He poured two packets of hotpot base into the pot.
The beef began to be sliced!
After a while, the hotpot was already covered in red oil.
A spicy smell spread out, making people unable to help but eat.
Since charcoal was used for the hotpot, the windows and doors had to be opened.
The fragrance of the hotpot wafted in all directions, drifting with the wind and once again reaching Qin Huairu's house.
Jia Clan!
Qin Huiru, who had just returned home and was preparing to cook, smelled the rich hotpot smell and instantly felt that the cornbread she was making was no longer fragrant.
Jia Zhangshi was accompanying Flower Huai Hua to do their homework.
As soon as she smelled the fragrance, she immediately drooled.
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