SIAS Chapter 123.2

She has also learned 7 skills, 6 of which have been upgraded to at least one level.

However, after each skill progress reaches 99%, it will not be 100% because it will directly jump to 0% of the next level.

But this Level 5 paper-folding skill is 100%.

Is there no Level 6? Is Level 5 the highest?

In short, no matter what the situation is, it means that this skill is quite special, which makes people love and hate it.

But it was not convenient to go in and take a look at the situation now.

Yi Qingqing could only suppress her curiosity and continue shopping.

She took out all the tickets from the gift bag for educated youth, including the meat ticket her mother sent her today.

Then she went to state-owned stores, non-staple food stores, and grain stations several times, exchanged all the tickets for supplies, and only kept a few grain tickets for later meals.

Every time she exchanged some supplies and filled the backpack, she would ride to a deserted place to transfer the things into her personal space and then go back to exchange more.

In the end, there were several large bags of fine grains in the personal space, and other miscellaneous daily necessities filled two shelves.

Basically, it was enough for her to use for three to five months.

In the end, there were only 30 catties of fine grains, a few boxes of snacks, and a fresh piece of pork left in the backpack.

After all this busy work, it was almost noon.

Yi Qingqing carried a heavy backpack and pushed her bicycle to the state-owned restaurant.

“Qingqing!”

Qian Lailai and Wang Lingling arrived the earliest, had already occupied an empty table, and were sitting there, but they had not received their dishes yet.

Yi Qingqing walked over and put the food down, “What’s delicious today?”

“There’s only one meat dish, pork stewed with vermicelli.” Qian Lailai pointed at the blackboard.

“But it’s good to have some meat, so we can replenish our body before the legendary dark autumn harvest.”

Not to mention the educated youth, even the old farmers who work in the fields all year round have to prepare something good during the autumn harvest, otherwise, their bodies really can’t hold on.

Although Yi Qingqing had just bought some meat and also had a lot of meat stored in her space, she could still get a free meal of meat dishes at the state-owned restaurant that didn’t require meat tickets.

She also ordered a bowl of pork stewed with vermicelli.

When he came back, Yun Guyuan came in carrying a toolbox and a cloth bag full of grain on his back.

“Ah Yuan!” Yi Qingqing waved at him.

Yun Guyuan saw her at a glance. The sight of her smiling as if a flower and calling his name in the crowd made him feel at ease.

He walked over to Yi Qingqing and asked, “What did you eat?”

“Pork stewed with vermicelli. Go quickly, or it will be gone soon.” Yi Qingqing said.

Today, there was only one meat dish available, with more wolves and less meat, so it sold faster than usual.

Soon, Li Mengxue, Zheng Xiaolong, and Chen Zhihe all arrived.

Seven people gathered around the table and buried their heads in eating.

Nowadays, at noon on a certain day at the end of every month, the table of educated youth on the left side of the entrance of the state-owned restaurant and their bicycles leaning against the wall has become a beautiful scenery.

People who often come to the state-owned restaurants to eat know that this group of wealthy young educated youth have another holiday when they see these bicycles.

 

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The author has something to say:

—Sugar-Sprinkling Little Theater—

Yun Guyuan: Qingqing, what are you eating?

Yi Qingqing: I’m eating rocks.

Yun Guyuan: I want to eat too!

Yi Qingqing: Ah Yuan has really good teeth. I can’t bite this rock anyway. I’ll give it all to you!

Yun Guyuan: …

Author: Haha, my daughter did a great job. She laughed like a pig!

 

 

 

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