Plane Convenience Store

That night, after Song Cheng finished reading the book, he went back with some strange things called 'pineapple buns' and 'eight-treasure porridge'.

At the beginning, he saw the shopkeeper holding a lot of things shaking, so he asked curiously, but the shopkeeper said that it was food that was about to expire, and he couldn’t finish it and couldn’t sell it, so he waited for a few days Throw it away when the expiration date is reached.

This made him feel incredible.

The food looks good, and it's not spoiled, throwing it away because it's 'expired' is a waste of food.

Any farmer would be surprised and angry at such a waste of food.

Song Cheng is a farmer, but he is a bit more knowledgeable than ordinary farmers, so he knows that those rich people are very particular about the taste of food. Once the taste is not good, they will reward the food to their servants. Eating food that tastes bad.

And throwing away food directly, such a wasteful thing, ordinary wealthy households would not do such a wasteful thing. Maybe those rich and powerful households would do the thing of throwing away food, but those were too far away from Song Cheng, and he could only guess at their lives.

In the past, Song Cheng's ideal was to be admitted to Juren and stand out. He often envied the luxurious life of the rich and powerful, but these were nothing compared to the world the shopkeeper told him.

According to the owner, more than 90.00% of the people in their country can live such a quality of life, so the requirements for food are very strict.

The owner said very plainly, as if he was talking about an insignificant thing in life, but Song Cheng was very envious after hearing it.

It would be great to have a world where everyone can eat enough and have the opportunity to study.

Not being trapped by food and clothing, as long as he is willing to work, he can support himself. He can hardly imagine how powerful a country is that even ordinary people can eat enough every day and send their children to study.

The first sage Mencius once expounded his political ideals. He said to King Hui of Liang, "If a person at the age of 70 can eat meat, and the common people can not starve to death in famine years, they can become kings."However, in this country, almost everyone can eat meat, and can wear warm cotton-padded clothes in winter. As for having enough food, this is something that can be done in famine years.

When Song Cheng heard that the owner of the shop threw away the food, he still recited silently in his heart, "The wine and meat of Zhumen stinks, and the road is frozen to death", so when the owner asked him if he could help with some of the food, he readily accepted it.

Song Cheng was very happy to have food to eat, but when he was leaving, the shopkeeper asked him to take away a pack of incense candles.I heard that this pack of candles had also expired. Song Cheng didn't know what happened to the expired candles, but he still accepted the shopkeeper's kindness and took the candles back together.

Stepping on the red doormat, Song Cheng was teleported back to the hut where he was studying.

After returning to the house, Song Cheng lightened his steps and heard his father's snoring as usual. In order to provide for him to study, his father was even more tired from farming. He had nothing to repay for this. Only by studying hard can he not waste his father. a lot of hard work.

As long as he can be admitted to fame, even a useless scholar can be exempted from the tax on the field and reduce the burden on the family.

Rubbing his sleepy eyes, Song Cheng put the food and incense candles on the table, then opened the window to let the moonlight shine in.

The sky is not very clear tonight because of the dark clouds.The moon covered by dark clouds could not provide much light, so Song Cheng, who had just returned from the bright convenience store, was not used to it. It took him a while to get used to the brightness and move freely.

At this time, his stomach was even more hungry.

Eating in a dark room is not an enjoyable experience, but even so, Song Cheng didn't want to waste the candles he had so hard to get.Candles are used for serious business such as reading, and it is too extravagant to use them to light meals.

So unless necessary, Song Cheng would not use candles lightly.

Under the dim moonlight, Song Cheng recalled what the shopkeeper said, tentatively tore open the package of pineapple bread, and carefully took a bite.

As he expected, the bread that looked good did not smell rotten. Although it was a bit dry, it was much more delicious than the grains with a loud throat.And the thing called chocolate beans on the pineapple bun is sweet, which complements the pineapple bun, making the slightly sweet pineapple bun into a delicious taste, and turning the dry taste into a unique feature of the pineapple bun .

He had never eaten such a soft and smooth food, so within a few mouthfuls, Song Cheng finished the pineapple bun.

Swallowing the last bite of pineapple buns, Song Cheng began to miss the soft taste.After the skin is torn off, the pineapple bun looks like the dumplings eaten during the Chinese New Year. Although the tastes are quite different, they are all delicious.

According to Song Cheng's analysis, pineapple buns are definitely made of fine grains, and coarse grains do not have such a comfortable taste.After Song Cheng came to the conclusion, he was very emotional. People from the owner's country can eat this kind of food every day. Isn't it the same as Chinese New Year every day?

After eating the pineapple buns, Song Cheng looked forward to the canned Yinlu eight-treasure porridge. I heard that a lot of sugar was added to the eight-treasure porridge, and even the pineapple buns were so sweet. How sweet would the eight-treasure porridge be?

With deep anticipation, Song Cheng opened the lid of the eight-treasure porridge, took out the folding spoon, then opened the can according to the shopkeeper's action, and scooped a spoonful of eight-treasure porridge into his mouth with the unfolded folding spoon.

sweet.

very sweet.

It was just a spoonful, and this was the only thought left in Song Cheng's mind.

Swallowing this spoonful of eight-treasure porridge carefully, Song Cheng felt that it was not only sweeter than the maltose he ate when he was greedy when he was a child, but also added all the sugar in the world, otherwise it would not be so sweet.

However, what surprised him was that although the eight-treasure porridge was so sweet that he couldn't stop his mouth, it was not as sweet as maltose that made people's throat choke, but was just right, no matter how much he ate, he would not get tired of it.

If he was allowed to drink it openly, he felt he could drink the whole pot.

It's a pity that he has bad teeth, otherwise he would even want to eat the canned food.

Like the pineapple buns, the eight-treasure porridge was finished in an instant.Song Cheng, who has suffered from hunger for a long time, eats everything quickly, and eats faster when he encounters delicious food. In just 5 minutes, he finished eating a can of Yinlu eight-treasure porridge and pineapple buns, which made his stomach less so. It's hard.

As a boy and a half, these two things only make him [-]% full, but usually he can't even get [-]% full, and getting [-]% full is something that only happens during the Chinese New Year.

After eating supper for the first time, Song Cheng looked at the remaining two cans of eight-treasure porridge and pineapple buns, and decided to bring them to his parents tomorrow.But after they finished eating, he had to put away the jar and the plastic paper and send it back to that magical convenience store. This kind of canned food with lifelike pictures printed on it was really strange, and he still understood the truth of the crime of being pregnant.

Feeling no longer hungry, Song Chengzhen lighted the candle seriously, wanting to study for a while while his stomach is not hurting, the imperial examination is very close, he wants to seize every bit of time to increase his chances of being a scholar .

For the first time at home, Song Cheng was in a good mood. Compared with blindly wanting to be a high-ranking official to enjoy the blessings, now he has a new ideal.

He envied the perfect country where the shopkeeper lived, and he wanted to build his own country like that.

Since ancient times, scholars have thought that the world of Great Harmony was the imagination of Confucius and Mencius, but now he knows that such a great harmony society is really achievable.

Even if they are petty officials or scholars, as long as they continue to work hard from generation to generation, such a world will come one day.