Because there is a special meat ticket, the chef in the restaurant knows that he will definitely be able to buy pork, and there is a priority when buying meat, and you can also pick fat to buy. No matter how good the pig's trotters are, it's better not to go to the fat, it's a good deal. Otherwise, it is indeed as the waiter said, there is no meat to sell in the state-run restaurant!

Hearing the waiter's explanation, Zhao Xiulan realized that there were so many ways to do so.

In this era, you have to use tickets to buy things, and there are different types of tickets.

The waiter didn't know anything when he saw Zhao Xiulan, and secretly thought that he was really a hillbilly, and he didn't know where the money and tickets came from, so he went to the state-run restaurant to eat.

Zhao Xiulan didn't have a waiter theory after knowing the gap between the tickets. Instead, he looked at Lu Guoqing and Jiang Cheng with some envy.

Jiang Cheng coughed lightly a little embarrassed, as if he had snatched Zhao Xiulan's things.

Although the lady is preferred, there is only such a pair of pig's trotters left in the meat dishes of the state-run restaurant, and Jiang Cheng is reluctant to let it out.

After all, he still has to invite Lu Qingguo to dinner, if he eats alone, he may give it to Zhao Xiulan!

Zhao Xiulan didn't bother so much, and it didn't take long for the waiter to serve the noodles she ordered and a plate of fried shredded radish.

The noodles are made with black noodles and are not as good as white noodles. However, in this era, white noodles are so precious that ordinary people can't eat them at all, and they may not be able to eat them several times a year. On the black market, white flour and rice are fine grains, rare good things, and it is normal for state-run restaurants to have no white flour supply.

However, in the current situation of food shortage, even black noodles are not as good as white noodles, and they have been classified as fine grains.

Zhao Xiulan doesn't dislike it, after all, compared to the food at home, black noodles are very good!

There is a little clear soup in the noodles, a little green onion floating on it, and two small cabbages are added, and the fragrance comes out.

The stir-fried shredded radish is crisp and delicious, and it is estimated that it has been pickled, and the taste is not bad. It's just a little less oil and water, a little lighter.

Zhao Xiulan can understand that oil is now more expensive than gold, and she is reluctant to put much oil in the stir-fry in state-run restaurants.

Probably hungry, Zhao Xiulan held the bowl and ate it.

And Jiang Cheng and Lu Qingguo's table of meals also began to come up.

A pair of braised pig's trotters were bubbling with an enticing fragrance, and Zhao Xiulan glanced at the table in Jiangcheng with extremely envious eyes.

It's a pity that the things in her space can't be taken out at will, otherwise she would want to cook a bowl of braised pork to satisfy her hunger when she goes back.

Jiang Cheng and Lu Guoqing were also afraid that they were hungry, so after the food came up, they hurriedly ate it.

Although Lu Guoqing is an urban worker, he can receive a little meat ticket every month. But the little meat ticket at home has long been used up.

Every time I buy a little bit of meat and come back, there are several children in the family, and when they divide a few mouths, there is not much to eat.

In the face of such a pair of fragrant pig's trotters, he has already swallowed saliva in his stomach.

Lu Qingguo was embarrassed to eat with chopsticks first, but Jiang Cheng was direct, just a pair of pig's trotters, and Lu Qingguo shared one by himself.

Jiang Cheng wanted to give it all to Lu Qingguo, he knew that Lu Qingguo's several mouths relied on him alone, and his life was not easy.

For pig's trotter meat, he usually eats a lot, and it is not so rare now.

But Jiang Cheng knew that if he gave it all to Lu Qingguo to eat, Lu Qingguo would definitely be embarrassed to accept it.

(I still haven't signed a contract, I can't do more, I'm also more irritable, hey...... ）