Rebirth in the 50s: The Couple with the Hidden Space novel Chapter 271

Chapter 271: Chapter 204: The Value of Learning

Zhou Xiaozheng nonchalantly led Zhang Guoqing into the kitchen and sat down next to Mrs. Zhou. He said to his wife, "Shanshan, Xiao Wu is also back. We can start preparing for dinner."

After speaking, he turned to instruct Zhang Guoqing, "Xiao Wu, quickly bring the alcohol, pour some for me and your Uncle Dashan. You young ones accompany your mom and them with some wine."

"Got it. Mom, you and Aunt Cheng sit down first, don’t serve the rice yet, here’s the wine you wanted," Zhang Guoqing replied. His hands didn’t stop as he poured baijiu for Zhou Xiaozheng and the others and handed a bottle of white wine to Lin Lishan.

"Why is it different from the last time’s red wine? Do you still have it?"

"White wine goes well with seafood," Zhou Xiaozheng replied as he looked at her nod, a smile playing on his lips. He figured she still didn’t quite get it.

Zhao Dashan chuckled heartily, looking at the wine bottle in Lin Lishan’s hand, "Xiao Wu is well-prepared, even has this foreign stuff. Oh, pour some for the two of us as well, I’ve never tasted it."

Zhang Guoqing handed him another bottle of wine, "Uncle, here’s an extra bottle. Drink as much as you like. This wine is just for the freshness, not as tasty as fruit wine, with low alcohol content. I hear it’s high-end stuff from the Old Russians."

Zhao Dashan curiously examined it, seeing that it was all in Russian, "These Old Russians’ things are really strange. A wine that’s not strong, is it still wine? Last year I went to the provincial city for a meeting, and the office there prepared foreign snacks. Guess what? Black bread with milk as a treat.

At the time, an old cadre wasn’t happy, saying how could anyone eat something so black. A colleague beside said it was foreign, don’t underestimate it, it’s quite expensive. Someone else chipped in, saying in capitalist countries it’s inferior to socialism. We eat wheat bread, they are so poor they eat black bread and think it’s good stuff, so pathetic. After that, the room fell silent, those who understood didn’t dare laugh, those who didn’t just nodded."

As Zhao Dashan finished, everyone burst into laughter. Zhao Yuanyuan chuckled, "I’ve eaten that black bread before, tastes different from our pastries here."

Old Mrs. Zhou squinted and said, "That should’ve been the improved whole wheat black bread. Black bread used to be the staple food in the old brother’s place, like our cornbread. At that time, black bread was made from finely ground wheat bran mixed together. The taste, kind of sour, even with that, their people couldn’t eat it freely.

Before, Soviet soldiers got about four to five ounces a day, during supply shortages, it was five ounces every two days. Even high-level officials only got pickles and occasionally luncheon meat. When you went to the provincial city for meetings, the clerks must have bought whole-wheat black bread, similar to our whole-grain cornbreads."

Zhou Xiaozheng nodded along and said, "Nowadays, conditions there are better than here, but we’ll also have better days ahead. Come, everyone, eat while it’s hot. Yuanyuan, Hongbing, you siblings eat more, we can cook more if it’s not enough."

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