A good time for farming through the ages

Chapter 301 [301] Canteen prices

Zhuo Lin took the bamboo basket all the way to the library. When her roommate saw it, she had a smirk on her face.

"Who gave me such a beautiful purple grape?"

They ran into the classmate who told Linlin to go in the library just now, and they asked casually. I heard that she is tall and energetic, with a crew cut, and is still very young. Her older brother and younger brother have both gone to school, so it must not be. For them, the scope is much narrowed, so there is such a meaningful question.

"Just... Tan Zhen, haven't you seen it before?"

"Ah, it's actually Brother Bing. Don't say it, this comrade looks good, and he's also a great firefighter. Why, have you taken a fancy to you?"

Tian Yuanyuan spoke freely, Zhuo Lin glared at her and muttered softly.

"Okay, shut up and read, the library is not a place for gossip."

But she still said something very conscientiously.

"I'm only 16 years old, I'm not yet an adult, my personal problems will wait until I graduate from university."

Zhuo Lin could tell from this point of view that Tao Yi didn't make an appearance at this time because she was too young to be exposed, otherwise she would have blocked their mouths long ago.

Counting the time, it has been 12 years since she passed through to the present, and the time seems really uncountable.

Holding his chin, his gaze shifted from the books to the plainly dressed students. Even the decoration style of the library is characteristic of this era, outdated and practical. The floor is cement floor, polished smooth, although it is not as good-looking as the floor tiles of later generations. But it is very practical!

The corners of the table and the top of the table have been severely worn out. It’s not because the students deliberately damaged it. It’s because the top students in Huaqing are so diligent that every summer vacation, the school has to polish and paint it. It’s self-evident. If no one cares about the table, chairs and benches, maybe they will be brand new. It is precisely because N waves of people come to use it every day that there will be so many traces of wear and tear.

Huaqing's academic masters are never just talking, they are really self-care and proactive, and their self-learning ability and learning attitude are also top-notch.

This is completely different from being a top student who is urged by parents.

After the silence, only the sound of flipping books was left around.

When they walked out of the library, it was already past six in the afternoon. They sent the books to the dormitory, and went to the cafeteria with their lunch boxes.

There are many cafeterias in Huaqing, and the food is cheap and delicious. Because I just got a scholarship, I can see a bit of meat.

Zhuo Lin wanted something spicy, so she ordered a bowl of dan dan noodles, which only cost [-] cents, with meat sauce, two or two sides, and free refills if not enough.

Today is a rare gathering in the dormitory. Zhou Qiqi is from BJ, so she ordered the noodles with meat sauce for the same ten cents.

Tian Yuanyuan eats Wuhan hot dry noodles, which are plain noodles without meat and cost five cents a bowl.

Only Ge Dahong was not affected. What he drank was the free corn grits provided by the school, two sections of sweet potatoes, a steamed bun with three-in-one noodles, and a small dish of pickles.

Everyone in the dormitory is used to her situation, so no one persuaded her, and no one gave in. If she gave up, she would look down on her. She has a plan, and she went to school for a year without any vanity, which is enough to show that she How strong is your will.

"If you don't have enough noodles, there are free sweet potatoes to eat over there. One person can only get two knots, or I'll bring them all for you."

Free meals can only be used in the cafeteria, and everyone has a limited amount, and no one can take it out of the cafeteria. Everyone has eaten free meals, so they know the rules well.

In the end, only Tian Yuanyuan went to get the sweet potatoes. Zhuo Lin and Zhou Qiqi both felt that they had enough noodles, so they didn't want any more.

(End of this chapter)