Siheyuan Back to the 1950s

At night, Sun Zhengguo, who was lying on the bed pretending to sleep, entered the space with his mind.

Looking at the golden space, Sun Zhengguo was filled with joy. Food can make people feel at ease no matter what era it is. There is an old saying that goes, "If you have enough food in your hands, you will not be worried."

Without further ado, Sun Zhengguo got straight to work, separating the wheat with his mind, crushing the straw and using it as fertilizer. A portion of the wheat was reserved for seeds, and the rest was made into flour.

When all the wheat was turned into flour, Sun Zhengguo estimated that there were about 500 kilograms of flour. Sun Zhengguo put all the flour into the wooden house.

After finishing the flour production, Sun Zhengguo immediately started planting wheat and medicinal herbs. It took two hours for him to finish everything.

After his mind exited the space, Sun Zhengguo felt listless and exhausted from expending his mental energy. But after seeing the harvest, he felt it was all worth it.

In fact, Sun Zhengguo didn't know that consuming mental energy in this way would be of great benefit to improving mental energy. It could be considered a blessing in disguise.

Mental exhaustion caused Sun Zhengguo to quickly fall into a deep sleep...

The next morning, after getting up, Sun Zhengguo found himself refreshed, full of energy, and revived. He guessed that sleeping could replenish mental strength.

Sun Zhengguo did not study this problem too much and continued practicing boxing as usual.

After his body had undergone a cleansing, Sun Zhengguo clearly felt that even though he was practicing martial arts, the results of one day's practice were several times greater than before.

After finishing the practice, the family had breakfast together and then went their separate ways.

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At noon, in the school, as the bell for the last class rang, students walked out of the classroom one after another and ran to the cafeteria.

However, Sun Zhengguo and Zheng Wenhua walked towards the parking lot, rode their bicycles, and left the school.

Soon the two arrived at the Chinese Medicine Research Institute, picked up Zheng Juan and drove to Xizhimenwai Street.

When the three of them arrived at No. 135 Xizhimenwai Street, Sun Zhengguo was shocked by the magnificent building.

There were a few big characters written on the door saying "Moscow Restaurant". "Damn, this is the legendary Lao Mo, the pretentious holy land of the old Beijing gangsters." Sun Zhengguo thought silently in his heart.

Zheng Juanguang was already daunted when he saw the buildings outside, and spoke timidly.

"How about we go to another place? I heard the cost of living here is very high."

After hearing this, Zheng Wenhua smiled without saying anything and looked at Sun Zhengguo.

"Let's go! Now that we're here, you're worried I can't afford it!"

After hearing Sun Zhengguo's statement, Zheng Wenhua spoke.

"Sister Zheng Juan, I told you a long time ago that my brother is not short of money."

After hearing the conversation between the two, Zheng Juan could only follow behind helplessly. She looked so cautious, like a young wife who had been angry.

Then the three of them entered the restaurant, and what came into view was a huge space that was 7 meters high. Four large copper pillars stood in the center of the restaurant, and even the carvings on them were lifelike.

The huge crystal chandelier, the bright floor, the snow-white tablecloth, and the exotic decorations all around make the entire restaurant look magnificent and gorgeous, which is totally out of tune with this era.

Although they said so, it did not stop them from appreciating the beauty. The three of them took a quick look and pretended nothing had happened and found a place to sit down.

Zheng Wenhua picked up the menu and handed it to Sun Zhengguo. After all, it was Sun Zhengguo who was treating, and he couldn't take the spotlight.

Although Sun Zhengguo had lived two lives, he had never eaten Western food. He quickly glanced at the menu, not understanding it very well, so he called the waiter.

Looking at the girl in the bugira dress in front of him, Sun Zhengguo couldn't help but sigh that in order to maintain the original flavor, Lao Mo even had the waiters come from the Soviet Union.

Seeing that it was a foreign girl, Sun Zhengguo whispered to her in Russian. The waiter was not too surprised to see that Sun Zhengguo could speak Russian.

Because this was a period of Sino-Soviet friendship, there were many Chinese people who could speak Russian, so it was not surprising.

After the waiter's recommendation, Sun Zhengguo ordered several of Lao Mo's special dishes.

After a while, the food cart was pushed over. After the waiter had placed the food, he said, "Enjoy your meal," and left.

The dishes Sun Zhengguo ordered today were still very rich, including stewed beef, cream-roasted lamb offal, Russian sauerkraut, borscht, and the staple food black bread, of course, all in single servings.

The three of them looked at the delicious food on the table and didn't know how to start. Fortunately, there were other people eating in the restaurant at that time, so they could only follow their example and pick up the knife and fork to use them slowly.

Ten minutes later, the three of them had transformed from rookies to skilled users and were able to use knives and forks.

After finishing the meal, the three of them felt very satisfied and the food tasted great, so they called the waiter to pay the bill.

After receiving the bill, Sun Zhengguo glanced at it. The total amount was 42 yuan. He did not feel anything unusual. After all, the Moscow Restaurant was not something that ordinary people could come to. Since he was here, he had to be prepared to spend a lot.

After paying the bill, Sun Zhengguo packed some black bread and prepared to take it back for his family to try, which made Zheng Juan amazed.

After leaving Lao Mo, the two first sent Zheng Juan to the research institute. When they parted, Zheng Juan expressed her gratitude and said that Sun Zhengguo had spent money today. If she had any problems in the future, she could come to her sister directly.

After sending Zheng Juan off, the two returned to school, chatted for a while, and then went back to studying.

When you get home in the evening, take out the prepared black bread and pair it with porridge and pickles. Can you imagine this combination?

However, seeing my family enjoying their meal, it doesn’t matter.

Before going to bed at night, Sun Zhengguo checked the space again and found that the wheat and medicinal herbs he had planted yesterday had already sprouted.

Look at the two warehouses again, one for flour and the other for collectibles.

Sun Zhengguo felt that the grain was a bit monotonous, so he decided to plant a little of each type of grain in the future. Otherwise, all he would have to take out would be flour, which would be difficult to explain.

"What do you feel is missing?"

This thought lingered in Sun Zhengguo's mind, but he could not remember it.

"Meat, yes, there is no meat in this space."

Sun Zhengguo thought about it, where should he get the meat?

Suddenly, a light bulb went off in my head and an idea popped into my mind.