When I was a child, I was in a planning economy, and I was in need of supplies, and I bought everything. The meat ticket is used mainly as a guest, and it's not usually eaten! Sometimes it's too loud to say so, and Dad buys two oil bars, pastries (sometimes there's no pastry, it's just oil bars) and veggie ribs for us. The last time I made a homemade tarcrete, I mowed it, blew it up in the morning, used it at noon to make a sugary vinegar ribs, and ate the smell of when I was a kid。
