The meeting that day was already past three o'clock in the afternoon. In the northeast of this era, it started to turn cold at the end of September and early October at around 3 o'clock in the afternoon, which is normal to be seven or eight degrees lower than at noon.

Southerners may not understand why it is so different, because the northeast is windy, with a small wind of level 3 and 4 all day long, and even more windy in winter.

No matter which era, students are the people who are the least afraid of fatigue, cold, and trouble. Of course, this refers to the time to play.

After a while, the teacher led everyone to the cafeteria for dinner. There was no cafeteria here in the training center. After walking a few hundred meters across the road, we arrived at the front of a four-story building in Su-style. The gate of the building was a tall arched door with columns, which was the dormitory of Bengang Institute of Steel Engineering.

It was time for dinner, and there were people walking upstairs and downstairs, some of whom were holding five or six large enamel tea jars, and they were obviously helping people get food.

The building is a bit dark, and the buildings are like this at this time. As soon as you enter the door, you will see darkness in front of you. The smell of the water toilet is filled with the smell of dampness in the space inside the building. When people walk around, the floor makes a slight sound. The corridors are relatively narrow, and the lime on the walls are mottled.

Teacher Fu took out a stack of meal tickets, which were printed with half a pound of rice in plain paper, and those who bought vegetables were printed with two cents and three cents, which was used as money.

Each student costs 50 cents for vegetables and each person takes as much as he needs. Most students take half a pound, or two or three taels, and Zhang Xingming takes three or three taels.

Turning along the tall and narrow corridor on the first floor, there is a door opening leading to the backyard. Through the door opening, there is a large dining room. At this time, there are people coming and going, and the noisy voices and the impact of the bowls and bowls mixed into a dry sound that stimulated the ear drums.

They lined up in a mess to walk towards the window for making meals. They walked very slowly. After half an hour, it was finally Zhang Xingming and others. There were vegetable pots in the window, including cabbage, tofu, fried peanuts, shrimps, stewed with kelp, green pepper, stir-fried pork, garlic, stir-fried pork, tofu, and more than a dozen pots. At this time, most of the dishes were gone, and a few pots were left, and some soy sauce soup and residue were left at the bottom of the bowl.

Vegetarian dishes were 300 cents, meat dishes were 50 cents, and rice was based on tickets. The students began to discuss which dish to eat. Zhang Xingming said: "You cook well and buy the same dish by one person. Let's eat together. You can eat anything."

Most of them lit up their eyes and agreed with this statement very much. Of course, some people were reluctant to let go and felt that they would suffer a loss. They pretended not to hear it, and beat themselves and went to eat, which caused other students to roll their eyes.

Finally, seven or eight people ate together. Everyone took the food and found an empty table in the corner. They didn't care whether it was dirty or not, and sat over and laughed and ate together.

In this era, everyone's tolerance for dirty and mess has reached an incomprehensible state, called turning a blind eye and being poor.

Zhang Xingming made a meal for three or two and bought a garlic stir-fried pork. In the canteen this day, the food was very affordable, and the meat in the dishes was really good.

Sitting there with the students, I picked up a few peanuts and chewed them in my mouth, and looked at Chen Zisheng next to me. The half pound of rice was only a big bowl, and it was impossible for him to eat it. So I handed over the three ounces in my hand and put them into his bowl, saying, "I'm not hungry yet, you can eat it for me, so I can save you waste."

Chen Zisheng held his job and said a few politely, and Zhou Tianying said last time: "You eat mine, I've earned half a pound."

Zhang Xingming shook his head and said, "You eat, eat enough, or you may feel hungry in the middle of the night."

After the students were having a noisy meal, they left the cafeteria and divided into several groups at the entrance of the dormitory building. Some were going back to the training center, some were going shopping, and some were going to play at relatives' houses. Teacher Fu told me to pay attention to safety and so on, and everyone scattered and left.

Zhang Xingming has Zhou Tianying and two other girls, Teacher Fu, Chen Zisheng and another boy from the third year of junior high school, with a total of seven people discussing where to go shopping.

In this era, there is actually no street to visit except shopping malls. There are many private businesses, but they are all small shops, selling cigarettes, alcohol, candy, tea, toilet paper, etc., and people can't enter the store, so they stand outside and ask for something. They collect money and hand over the things inside. They just close the window and finish it.

Zhang Xingming looked at his watch and said that more than an hour had passed. It was almost five o'clock, and the mall and park were closed at 5 o'clock.

There are no night markets these days, so I really go shopping. I look along the roadside, but there are quite a few people walking around.

Several people chattered and discussed wherever they were going. Zhang Xingming had a headache and asked Chen Zisheng: "Are you full?" Chen Zisheng scratched his head, made a move of shivering his hair, and said: "It's okay, not enough."

Zhang Xingming said to Teacher Fu again: "Teacher Fu is not full, right?" Teacher Fu said: "Teacher is not as good as you half-aged kids, so the teacher is full."

Zhou Tianying said: "I'm not full, what's wrong? Where do you want to eat? Where can I order this? What should I eat?" On the other hand, two unfamiliar girls also looked at Zhang Xingming. When they saw the stance, they were not full.

Zhang Xingming said: "It's time to order, the shopping malls and parks are closed, and there's nothing to visit. Why don't you go to Yongfeng? After the tour, we'll go to have some food and then go back to the dormitory. Is it okay?" Everyone looked at each other and nodded in agreement. So a group of people stretched the road towards Yongfeng.

In fact, Yongfeng Shopping Mall was also closing down at this time, but who made Zhang Xingming the boss? He always had a privilege or something.

After walking for a while, someone suggested taking the bus. Zhang Xingming immediately agreed. He was really irritated to walk. It would take less than half an hour to go from here to Yongfeng. He was cold and tired. The key is that it was too long.

During this period, taxis have begun to appear in Benxi, which are like Beijing. It is called waving and stopping here, but it is usually a fixed line, not just going wherever you want.

There are also real taxis, Lada and Fiat 400, but they are a bit expensive and they cost five yuan to get on the bus. It seems that the taxis in Benxi cost five yuan from the impression, and they have never made a watch until now.

In this era, there are few people who are willing to spend money to take a bus. At this time, it was a little late and it was a little dark, so everyone easily waited for an empty car. When the driver saw seven or eight people, he stopped running the line and turned a corner and ran towards Yongfeng.

The car was going to go by this point, and there was no traffic jam in this era. It took a few minutes to get off the car. The driver asked for one dollar each. Originally, the car was 50 cents per person, so Zhang Xingming did not go to the driver and gave the money to lead everyone to the mall.

Yongfeng is now a large construction site. The community to the south has been built. The high-rise buildings on the pedestrian street are still being built, and the road surfaces are not paved. It is messy. The hotel and office buildings have already risen for nearly twenty floors.

The temporary location of the shopping mall is close to the community. Two passages were built with steel frames. Iron plates were laid on the ground, and most of the iron plates were empty. People walked up and made a loud noise.

Seven or eight people walked up and looked up at the high-rise building under construction. At this time, Benxi was not as tall as that. Everyone was surprised. Zhou Tianying reached out and poked Zhang Xingming and asked in a low voice: "You said that the building is so high, so you won't be exhausted when you climb up? Who can live there?
Chapter completed!