I felt that I was very happy when I was a child. Although the family has no money, the breakfast is very satisfying. When my father had time, he would go to the village market early to buy pig intestines, liver, lean meat, rice noodles, and vegetables. After buying them, he would make a pot of soup for breakfast. Otherwise, my father would give me money to eat lean meat porridge at the school breakfast shop, or drink soy milk with fried dough sticks at the breakfast shop in front of the sugar factory. This is the best soy milk I have ever tasted in my life. The most proud thing is to use the package ticket to exchange for pineapple buns and other buns in the canteen inside the sugar factory. For children of a few years old, pineapple buns are such a precious delicacy. Now think about it, for children, sometimes we have to be as satisfied as possible. This is the happiness that children can recall when they grow up!

The kind that eats fried rice every day without adding eggs!

I can’t taste that taste anymore

Rice porridge + kimchi

Instant noodles

Basically just these two

Steamed buns, siomai, bread, noodles, fried rice, porridge, so many, I have eaten them all

Pancakes, porridge, roujiamo, soy milk fried dough sticks, hand cakes

I eat rice with pickles, every day.

In the third and fourth grade, we basically ate at home. Grandma gave Xi a steamed bun and fried a poached egg. The poached egg should preferably have runny hearts inside, and then sprinkled with a little soy sauce. When he picked up the steamed bun, the fragrance It’s really an unforgettable experience.

When I was in fifth grade, we had a canteen, and I was the first to go there to eat every day.

At that time, my grandma gave me one yuan for breakfast. She used 50 cents to buy a pack of instant noodles in the cafeteria. It was great to eat noodles with my classmates at the small table made of wooden boards while raising our heads and tearing into spicy slices. The remaining money was used to buy 10-cent ice packs to drink between classes.

Sometimes I don’t want to eat instant noodles, so I spend 50 cents on a puff pastry in the cafeteria and wrap it up with one or two pieces of spicy skin. You need to prepare a glass of water to eat this because it tastes so good. Choking.

When I was in the first grade of junior high school, the school was close to my home, so I was responsible for holding the key to open the door. It was still one yuan for breakfast, so I came to the fire shop early and waited for the first fire to come out. Here are two fennel-filled ones. The heat from the oven can burn the plastic bag.

Later I heard that the fire seller had cancer, so I stopped going.

For a while, when I went to a small shop in the morning, I would usually choose Huafeng Magician Crispy Noodles, and occasionally eat triangular cream cake or caterpillar bread. However, I ate less cakes and breads, and they only cost one yuan each.

Later I made instant noodles and ate them myself. There was nothing much to say.

For me, who was born in the 1970s, most of my breakfast when I was a child consisted of the leftovers and leftovers from the previous day. Warm up the rice. Because my home is far from school, I would go out before dawn when I was in elementary school and rarely eat breakfast outside. Occasionally, my father would also buy some, such as Northeastern fried dough sticks, soy milk, gluten cakes, tofu, pies, steamed buns, and wontons. These are all authentic Northeastern breakfasts. What impressed me the most was Auntie Hutongkou’s pie. There were leek fillings, pickled pork fillings, and pork and green onion fillings. The skin was thin and the fillings were big. They squeaked with oil when you took a bite. They were paired with a bowl of mutton. Soup, don’t mention how beautiful it is? This was also the best excuse for my father to coax me to get up early every Sunday when I was a child. Every time I couldn't resist the temptation, I got up obediently, and then walked around my father, for fear that he would leave and forget me.

Steamed rice balls + fried dough sticks, a big one for just one dollar, very filling. When it was too late to go to school, I took a few bites at the school gate, or secretly stuffed it into the small pocket of my schoolbag, took a few bites after class, forgot about it while eating, and finally took it home.

Rice cake and rice soup, my favorite, can rarely be eaten because my parents can’t get up [tears]. You can only eat it if you live at grandma’s house or uncle’s house.

For porridge, mix some lard and soy sauce.