Since coming to this era, Zhang Xingyang has spent most of his time in various universities, research institutes, and factories.
Except for the time when I went home, I basically never rested, and I didn't have much contact with the market of this era.
After finishing my work at the Shengjing Engine Research Institute this time, there was still half a day before the flight home.
Su Xiao suggested going to Shengjing city for a walk.
On weekdays, everyone rarely has the opportunity to go shopping in the base. After all, there is only a small town outside the base that can provide some daily necessities.
Instead of taking a car, the two of them walked together.
There are not many open shops on the street, especially some state-owned shops whose doors are closed.
There are not many vehicles driving on the street, and most people still ride 28 big bars to travel.
Zhang Xingyang was a little curious looking at this kind of transportation that has completely disappeared in later generations and can only be seen in some nostalgic scenic spots.
He turned around and asked:
"Su Xiao, can you ride a bicycle?"
Who would have known that as soon as these words came out, Su Xiao looked at Zhang Xingyang as if looking at an alien:
"of course!
Brother Xingyang, you don’t know how? ! "
Su Xiao recalled it, and it seemed that she had never seen Zhang Xingyang riding a bicycle, either when he was in college or when he was working in a research institute.
So he covered his mouth and laughed:
"There are still people who can't ride a bicycle. Hahahahahaha!"
Zhang Xingyang was also a little embarrassed by the laughter. In his previous life, bicycles had been eliminated for 180 years.
Just like after entering the modern era, not many people can drive donkey carts, and after entering the space age, not many people can do this kind of mechanical transportation in the surface age.
"Are you hungry? Do you want to have a meal first?"
Zhang Xingyang changed the topic very abruptly and pointed to a small restaurant next to him.
Although she was holding back her laughter, Su Xiao still accepted Zhang Xingyang's proposal, nodded and said:
"Okay, let's try Northeastern cuisine."
The two of them walked into the small restaurant, wondering if it was because they hadn't arrived for dinner.
There was only one middle-aged man in the restaurant cleaning various dishes.
"Hello, what would you like to eat? The menu is on the wall."
The other party didn't even raise his head, and pointed at the big red paper posted on the mottled wall.
There are various kinds of Northeastern dishes written on it.
Well-known Northeastern dishes such as Guobao Pork, Sliced Pork Slices, and Ground Sanxian.
Zhang Xingyang had never eaten Northeastern food, so he turned to Su Xiao and asked:
"Is there anything you want to eat?"
As a standard southerner, Su Xiao doesn't know what delicious Northeastern cuisine is.
Moreover, there were no developed means of information exchange in this era, and most of the delicacies in various places were only passed down by word of mouth among the locals.
So Su Xiao looked at the boss and asked:
"Boss, do you have anything delicious here that you would recommend?"
The boss, who had been busy at this time, wiped his hands and stood up and said:
"Outlander?"
"Our dishes are so generous that even the two of you can't finish the two dishes you order."
"You can have pork ribs stewed with beans, and some ground delicacies."
Zhang Xingyang didn't know much about Northeastern cuisine, so he asked the boss to serve these two dishes without much thought.
Su Xiao didn't know what to order at first, but when she saw Zhang Xingyang made a decision, she sat down and waited for the food to be served.
The two of them sat opposite each other, not knowing what to talk about.
The work content of the two people cannot be discussed at all in this place. As for the things in life, it is even less clear what to talk about.
Since Zhang Xingyang failed to launch the rocket, he has been in the office and on the front line in the laboratory almost every day, and there is no daily life.
As for Su Xiao, it's about the same. Except for a trip back home when she just started preparing new materials, she hasn't been back for almost three or four months now.
It was awkward for a while, but the food hadn't been served yet.
Looking at Zhang Xingyang who was scratching his fingers on the glass plate on the table, Su Xiao asked:
"Brother Xingyang, have you ever considered finding a girlfriend?"
Looking at Su Xiao who suddenly hit the ball straight, Zhang Xingyang only felt waves of headache.
Zhang Xingyang still maintains the concept of the 22nd century. In this era, many people's love is just the result of the effect of dopamine.
In the 22nd century, due to the advancement of various technologies, various companions in the virtual world are better than real humans in terms of emotional companionship.
So at that time, except for people whose souls were truly compatible, few people had love anymore.
After all, among the hundreds of billions of humans in the solar system, it is so difficult to find someone who is compatible with your soul.
So even someone as strong as Zhang Xingyang actually never fell in love in his previous life.
Zhang Xingyang pursed his lips and said hesitantly:
"Until the dragon country's aerospace industry reaches the top level in the world, I will not consider my own personal issues for the time being."
Although the answer may make the other party a little sad, Zhang Xingyang is not a person who likes to tell lies.
Hearing this answer, it was actually not particularly surprising to Su Xiao.
She had been mentally prepared before asking.
At this time, the pork ribs, stewed beans and three delicacies were also served.
Su Xiao quickly said, "Let's eat first, Brother Xingyang."
Zhang Xingyang nodded and picked up a pair of chopsticks.
It tastes fresh and sweet, with rich meaty aroma.
The ribs seemed to be stewed in a pressure cooker first, and the meat fell off after a little sucking.
After finishing one piece, Zhang Xingyang pointed to the ribs happily and said:
"The pork ribs taste good, give it a try."
Su Xiao ate a piece of pork ribs, and as Zhang Xingyang said, it tasted good.
So he put the depression behind him and started eating seriously.
Both of them eat very quickly, a habit they have developed during their daily high-intensity work.
On weekdays, in order to continue working quickly, everyone basically eats the food in just a few bites.
Like a storm, they finished eating quickly, and both of them were a little stuffed. The Northeastern cuisine is indeed well-deserved for its large portions.
He leaned back on the chair and took a short rest.
Zhang Xingyang pressed Su Xiao, who was about to get up to pay the bill, and said:
"I'd better do it, I'll treat you."
When we came to the window where the food was being passed around, we could see the boss was still busy in the kitchen, asking:
"Boss, how much is the total?"
"Two dishes total 15 yuan."
The middle-aged boss wiped his greasy hands on his apron and walked out.
Zhang Xingyang handed the boss a twenty-dollar bill. Seeing the boss who wanted change, he waved his hand and said:
"Boss, I want to ask you something, so there's no need to ask."
The boss was also very happy when he heard that he could earn five more yuan. He lit a cigarette and took a puff.
"How is the restaurant's business every day now? How many people are in the family?"
Speaking of this, he seemed to be talking about the boss's sadness. He took a puff of cigarette, sighed and said:
“The past few years have been relatively easy, but this year’s business seems to be particularly bad.
You see it's dinner time, and no one else comes to eat except you.
My wife originally worked in a factory, but the factory's profitability has not been very good in the past few years.
No, I was laid off just after the Chinese New Year this year, and now I have a shoe shine stall on the street in front of me.
We have a lot of children in our family, four in total. The eldest and second child are still in high school, so it’s time to spend money.
It makes me so worried! "
The boss seems to have few opportunities to talk to others about his inner troubles.
Seeing that Zhang Xingyang wanted to hear this, he poured it out all at once.
Zhang Xingyang didn't know what to say after hearing this, so he smiled and said:
"Boss, your food is good."
He and Su Xiao walked out of the small restaurant and looked at the sky of the city.
The Northeast in this era is far more difficult than I imagined, and solving their problems is by no means an overnight problem.
But difficulties will not hinder our steps. Even if this road is full of thorns, we must still go on firmly.
