Chapter 8: Untitled (1/2)

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

The town was less developed than the city, in a wrecked state.

Buildings were rare at that time besides those clustered houses. Only houses made of bricks could be seen in the town. Gu Qingyao could not adapt to the changes suddenly as she was used to the modern high rise buildings.

Mo Beihan brought Gu Qingyao to the state-run restaurant first.

They had not eaten anything since the morning, Yao Yao must be hungry.

Mo Beihan would not let Gu Qingyao suffer from anything in his second life.

A waitress walked forward when Mo Beihan just entered.

“Serve the people. What do you want to have, comrade?”

“Unit is power. Do you have meat today?”

“Yes, we got around twenty kilograms of pork today. Most of it was reserved but there’s still some left.”

Mo Beihan paused for a while and said, “Give me one fried glass noodle with pork, pork rib soup, red braised pork, fried bean sprouts. Two servings of rice, ten steamed buns and twenty fried chive cakes.”

Gu Qingyao was not used to the mode of conversation but it was the norm in the seventies. She needed to reuse those phrases as well.

These things were necessary in the seventies.

However, she was then surprised by what Mo Beihan ordered.

“No… I don’t think we need so much food.”

“We can take it away if we can’t finish it. It’s not easy for you to come to the town again once you’re back. You still have other family members. It’s rare that there’s meat today.” Mo Beihan was concerned.