After leaving Professor Wang Yong's laboratory, Yang Rui was still a little dazed.

Although he knew that he was very strong, being poached by a professor still made Yang Rui a little excited.

This is different from Tang Ji's fight for him on that day. At that time, Yang Rui was still a wild scientific research dog without a master. It didn't cost to take it away, and everyone would have no burden to grab it.

It's different now. Yang Rui is already a scientific dog in Tang Ji Laboratory, and has published a paper in the name of Tang Ji Laboratory, which is equivalent to winning various dog competitions.

If Wang Yong wants to win him, he not only has to provide him with experimental conditions similar to Tangji Laboratory, but also has to pay the cost of poaching, which is equivalent to buying a famous dog with a brand from a pet store, so his value will naturally increase.

In fact, under the current conditions, the cost of poaching a scientific research dog with a nameplate may be more than training an ordinary scientific research migrant worker.

Although Yang Rui did not mean to leave Tang Ji's laboratory, it did not prevent him from returning home, and he secretly showed off: This shows that we still have some competitive advantages in the field of scientific research!

Thinking about the Peking University classmates at this time, many industry giants will be born in the future, Yang Rui showed excitement and was even more energetic when he rode his bicycle out.

The handsome look of the 28-bar and windbreaker brought Yang Rui a lot of reversal until he entered the Dongdan Market, all his demeanor was blown away by the crowded crowd.

Dongdan Cuisine Market is located in the northwest of Dongdan Road intersection on East Chang'an Street. The main entrance faces south and the arc-shaped building, and the English names of Dongdan Market and "eastmarket" are clearly visible.

The vegetable market is L-shaped, and both in appearance and inside, it looks like a European and American train station with high columns. It has huge space and good lighting. There are also large sidewalks between the counters. It can be said to be the highest-end "shopping center" in Beijing at this time.

However, no matter how good the structure is, no matter how large the space is, it is still too late to face the huge number of Chinese people.

When Yang Rui was placing a bicycle, he already felt the full malice of the bicycle shed.

Young people in 30 years later may have only heard that parking is difficult, and may have fantasized that parking is not difficult. After all, the size of bicycles is very small. However, in this land of China, any place with dense crowds is not simple.

Recalling carefully the train station during the Spring Festival travel 30 years later, or the subway or bus during commuting and getting off work, then think about what would happen if everyone in such a crowded train station, everyone in the subway and bus, rode a bicycle and parked outside.

At this moment, there are thousands of bicycles outside the Dongdan Market, which are in line for parking, and the number is so large that it is beyond the sight.

Moreover, these cars have almost similar or identical shapes, so there must be obvious marks in the carport so that the car will not be found.

Yang Rui had to go deep into the carport far away before he took advantage of the fact that he left alone and grabbed the parking space.

When entering the market, the traffic is even more suffocating, as if it is a crowded auto show or animated exhibition, but the smell of floating in the air comes from fresh meat and water, rather than tender meat that is pickled with cosmetics.

"Give me a pork and pork belly, you need to be fatter." Yang Rui lined up for a long time before he arrived at the counter selling meat.

Tonight, he was preparing to entertain old classmates from Xibao Middle School, which was also a routine meeting of the Ruixue Group. However, Beijing is not as strict as the small town in Hedong Province. Yang Rui also took some effort to get a batch of meat tickets, which allowed him to buy casually in the market, rather than buying some black market meat that was being sold in a limited manner as usual.

The price of black market meat is two or three times more expensive than meat tickets, and most of them are slaughtered by nearby farmers secretly breed pigs, cattle and sheep. They are sold in some conventional markets, such as surrounding suburbs, and the time is usually not fixed.

In contrast, the supply of the vegetable market in the city is much more stable, but there are very few per capita.

The man selling meat glanced at Yang Rui, raised his knife, and said, "There is no pork belly, no fat meat. Everyone wants fat meat. If you give it to you, how can others buy it?"

"Then cut this piece of meat to me." Yang Rui pointed to a piece of fatter one and said.

"You can only cut horizontally, not vertically."

"Hey, why do you have such rules?"

"You know how to choose the good ones, but others don't know? If you pick the good ones, you will pick them away. How can I sell the rest? Do you want to buy them?"

The same reason, the sufficient reason left Yang Rui helpless.

The price of good meat is different. This is the result. Yang Rui didn't want to argue and simply said: "Give me the whole piece."

"This piece is ten kilograms." The man selling meat glanced at Yang Rui again.

"I want it all." Yang Rui thought to himself, the worst thing is the remaining refrigerator.

"Tickets. Money." The man who sells meat did not weigh the weight, and waited for Yang Rui to take out the goods first. An ordinary person only gave away one or two pounds of meat tickets a month. Although there were some people who saved up to buy ten pounds of meat, there were few young people.

Yang Rui stopped caring about it, took out his pockets twice, and took out his wallet, found the meat tickets, and threw them on the case in a suspicious look.

The man who sold meat twitched his cheeks twice, and quietly threw the meat to another person next to him. The latter, holding a scale in one hand and rubbing the weight flat with the other hand, and counting: "Ten pounds and eight ounces, nine ounces and fifty cents."

Yang Rui counted ten yuan and 11 kilograms of meat tickets, got change, and squeezed out of the crowded crowd. He was already sweating profusely and had no desire to shop in his heart.

After two minutes of rest, Yang Rui joined a new team without hesitation, and then listened to the frequent quarrels next to him and spent time in a drama.

Like the later vegetable markets, all the good things that vegetable vendors waited for consumers to come to the house did not exist in 1984. In fact, these vegetable market employees with Beijing household registration and formal work in the country treated customers with a dedication attitude. Therefore, when customers could not understand their dedication, they would often create quarrels in anger.

Customers who buy groceries are actually used to quarrels. The so-called crying child has milk to drink. If you don’t make a noise or make a fuss, you can get whatever others give you. The money you earn from hard work will be wasted. Only those who can make a fuss can use a small amount of income to manage a rich meal.

Yang Rui doesn't cook on weekdays and rarely comes to the vegetable market, so he can only follow the crowds with the flow.

After another half an hour, Yang Rui was finally satisfied with the hairtail and big yellow croaker.

In China in the 1980s, the seafood on the market was basically wild, and wild hairtail fish was not uncommon in the future. In terms of price, hairtail fish in the 1980s could not be said to be cheap. But yellow croaker was very outstanding.

By the late 1990s, wild yellow croaker in China was rare. As for 30 years later, cage-raised yellow croaker could be sold as wild. Even so, there were few big yellow croaker weighing two pounds, and those with more than three pounds would be sold for 3,000 yuan per pound. Only by relying on a big yellow croaker for 10,000 yuan, leaders could easily hold a 100,000 yuan meal.

In the Dongdan Market in 1984, big yellow croaker weighing one or two pounds can be seen everywhere, and sometimes fresh yellow croaker weighing four pounds can be seen.

Of course, the market staff would spend a few cents a piece of fish themselves and take them home for food. If it doesn’t matter, it won’t be able to buy it.

However, Yang Rui felt that a wild big yellow croaker weighing two or three pounds was very good, and he did not strongly pursue "big" fish.

He bought four fish in one go, and felt that he had not spent time in queuing up.

"Frozen chickens are finished, frozen chickens are finished!" The staff shouted at a long winding team.

The team that was originally still in a little order suddenly became chaotic.

A woman ran up and asked, "Will there be frozen chicken tomorrow?"

"They've sold out this week. Come and queue up early next week."

"Why is it gone?" The woman's voice suddenly became wrong.

"No more, no more!" The staff waved their hands. Frozen chicken and pork, etc., do not require meat tickets, but they are also supplied in a regular manner, and there are long queues every day.

This is also a preferential treatment only in the capital. People from other places want to queue up, but there is no place to queue up for them.

Each person has half a pound per month, and one or two pounds of pork is naturally not enough to eat. Frozen chicken is a good thing for many people to supplement protein, but it is not easy to buy it.

The expression of the woman who ran up was changing very quickly. In a few seconds, she changed from being angry to being worried, and then being sad.

Then, she silently lowered her head, wiped her eyes, and tightly squeezed the cloth bag with her hands.

The surroundings suddenly became quiet.

Everyone in the vegetable market knows what's going on, and most people have even experienced it. No meat tickets or frozen chicken means that the children at home have no meat to eat. Perhaps it's not just that there is no meat to eat this week. Last week, last week, last week, last week, no one can say whether they can be queued next week or next week.

Yang Rui looked down at his bag, and suddenly felt something. He pulled out a large piece of pork, borrowed a knife from the vegetable market, and handed it to the woman who was drooping his head, saying, "If you don't dislike me, I bought more meat today, you don't have to give me the meat ticket, I'll give it to you..."

The woman was startled and shook her head repeatedly, saying, "No, no, no, it's not easy for anyone. Little brother, take it back yourself. Such good meat, you can't finish it and make some meat oil. The stir-frying is very fragrant, and your family is waiting..."

"I have only two people in my family. I was going to store it in the refrigerator and eat it slowly, so I will give it to you evenly first." Yang Rui said sincerely: "Look at what I bought, but the two of them can't eat it. I just saw that this piece of meat is good. If someone refuses to cut it for me, I will buy it all."

When the woman heard that he had a refrigerator at home, she was a little hesitant and took out the money from her pocket and asked again: "Do you really want to store the refrigerator?"

“Really.”

The woman hesitated for a moment and said, "I have no meat tickets anymore. In this way, I will write you my work unit and phone number. I will give you the tickets next month. I must do this, please wait."

She found the banknotes, wrote the unit and the phone number to Yang Rui, and then weighed the meat weight at the meat stall, and wrote them all on the paper. After thanking Yang Rui again and again, she left happily.

During the whole process, the vegetable market staff who had a bad attitude on weekdays cooperated extremely. When Yang Rui was about to leave, the man said softly: "If you are scolded by your wife when you go back, come to me and I will keep some water for you."

Yang Rui thanked him with a smile, and his mood was much more bored because of the queue.

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Chapter completed!