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Three hundred and three secret sauce

All this made Zhang Yu couldn't help but sigh, at this time, food must be used.

He had all these things in his store, and they were even better than those sold outside, so after shopping around, Zhang Yu only bought a few backpacks and baskets.

This thing is considered a semi-consumable item for him.

Every time I go home to get something, I always bring back a backpack.

As soon as those backpacks were brought home, they were put on the public eye. In order to prevent his sister-in-law and others from suspecting, Zhang Yu rarely put the backpacks back into the space.

As time went by, there were a lot of beetroots piled up at home in Beijing.

Zhang Yu didn't pay attention at first, but later when he heard his sister-in-law nagging unintentionally, he found another reason and put the backpack back into the space.

However, those backpacks were later exchanged when he visited the black market and the pigeon market, exchanging grain for things that would increase in value in the future.

He had bought a backpack several times, but now there was only one left in the space, and there were two or three other baskets.

After coming out of the main store, Zhang Yu chose a deserted place and took out the set of equipment from the space that he had taken to the black market.

Half an hour later, a man in his 30s with a weathered face and shabby clothes walked into the post office and mailed two letters.

If anyone was at the scene, they would have seen the two letters. The recipient of one was named Wang and the other was named Song.

As for the content of the letter, it is actually very simple. It is nothing more than a faithful account of the "real situation" of several new educated youths these days.

As for whether the recipients would believe it after seeing it, Zhang Yu didn't expect them to do anything. He just wanted to leave a trace in the hearts of the two families. It was disgusting.

It's just that Zhang Yu never expected that these two letters sent casually would have such a big effect.

It directly cut off the escape route of several new educated youths.

However, that was all a week later. After all, the speed of sending letters in this era cannot be compared with that of later generations.

After coming out of the post office, Zhang Yu found a deserted place and changed back into his own clothes.

Then he took out the prepared backpack, which contained some red dates and about ten kilograms of rice. After thinking about it, he took out two kilograms of brown sugar.

Speaking of which, he signed in to get this brown sugar today. It totaled two kilograms and he took it all out.

Although there was only two ounces of brown sugar this time, he was not disappointed and was even a little surprised.

After all, the system is getting more and more stingy. Ever since he signed in to Little Golden Bean for the first time, it was as if he had stabbed Little Golden Bean in his nest. Until today, he had basically been doing one Little Golden Bean a day.

But in this era when there is a shortage of supplies and money can't buy anything, although Xiaojindou is good, it really doesn't make people happy when looking at real supplies.

That is to say, he has a secret space, can produce output every day, and has no shortage of food, so he doesn't have to rely on the system at all.

Looking at the three things in front of him, Zhang Yu thought for a while, but he still didn't take out the meat he had prepared at the beginning.

It's not that he didn't want to take more, but if he really took too much, grandpa and the others should be worried.

This was just right, and there was a red date seller at the market today, which gave him a reason.

As for the meat, I’ll find another chance next time.

After packing up his backpack and placing the coat he had taken off due to the heat on top, Zhang Yu carried his things and headed to the state-owned hotel.

He went there early and there was no one around at this time.

Looking at the menu posted by the state-owned restaurant, Zhang Yu was surprised to find that there were braised pork and dumplings today.

Now that's good, he was originally thinking about how to find an opportunity to get some meat at home.

Now, it's ready.

He directly chose braised pork, stewed fish, dumplings, and a bowl of shredded pork noodles.

If it weren't for the fact that the braised pork and fish were limited to one portion per person, Zhang Yu would have wanted to order a few more portions to give the Xie family a good meal.

The waiter looked at Zhang Yu's clothes and then his appearance, his face turned slightly red, and he kindly reminded: "You can't finish these by yourself."

Zhang Yu nodded and thanked the other party for his kindness.

"I'll take the braised meat and fish home."

The waiter stopped talking. This is not a rare thing. In the past, many people would come to the state-owned restaurant to order a meat dish and then take it home with them.

After collecting Zhang Yu's money and tickets, the waiter opened the curtain and shouted toward the kitchen at the back: "One dumpling, one bowl of meat noodles..."

"Okay!" came an energetic voice from the kitchen.

After hearing the answer, the waiter lowered the curtain and said to Zhang Yu: "It'll be ready in a while. Just sit there and wait for a while."

The dumplings must have been wrapped in advance and were brought out quickly, followed by the shredded pork noodles.

Zhang Yu went to the counter to take away the dumplings and shredded pork noodles he ordered, then found a table to eat.

Although there is not much meat filling in the dumplings and the taste is only average, the portion is definitely enough. With the bowl of shredded pork noodles, Zhang Yu can still be 80% full even if he has a big appetite.

Speaking of that bowl of shredded pork noodles, no wonder the second uncle and the others must let themselves try the shredded pork noodles from the state-owned restaurant. The taste is really amazing!

As a northerner, Zhang Yu has eaten noodles all his life, but to put it bluntly, among the many noodles he has eaten, this one is definitely in the top two.

Not only the noodles are chewy and chewy, the soup must also be specially made, fragrant but not greasy, making people want to finish the soup.

But that's not the most amazing thing. The most amazing thing is probably the sauce on the shredded pork.

I don’t know how the master chef cooks it, but it’s so delicious that I can’t describe it in words!

A bowl of shredded pork noodles, Zhang Yu ate the soup and noodles thoroughly, and there was still something left to be desired.

Giving up the urge to order another bowl, Zhang Yu rolled his eyes and praised the delicious shredded pork noodles several times in front of the waiter, and the master's skill was so good.

Hearing Zhang Yu's praise, the waiter smiled and said with pride: "No, what my grandfather is most proud of in his life is the noodles he makes. I'm not bragging, the noodles my grandfather makes are definitely first-class.

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"This is the most delicious noodle I have ever eaten!" Zhang Yu also praised it.

Then he sighed with some regret: "Hey, it's a pity that I can't stay here for long. I feel reluctant to think that I won't be able to eat such delicious noodles when I go back, especially the sauce on it.

It’s really amazing, hey…”

Then, using the cover of the backpack, he took out two large lunch boxes and asked the waiter to help put the braised pork and fish into the lunch boxes.

The waiter subconsciously glanced at the basket on the ground, happened to see the brown sugar on the top, and his eyes lit up.

She looked at Brown Tang and then at Zhang Yu, looking at the real pity on her face, as if she had made some decision: "This is easy to handle, just wait for me."

The waiter lifted the curtain and walked into the kitchen at the back.

Ten minutes later, she came out with a can and bottle.


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