National Beer

Zhongjiawa, the Qin family is already a neighbor of Yingmen.

"Willow, there is a happy event at home, please treat me." A fat aunt with a fat figure walked into the Qin's courtyard while picking vegetables.

The willow branches were taken aback for a moment and stayed at the same Zhong’s house. The conditions in her house were the worst since Qin Shihuang’s death. The neighbors talked like they were headed up, but today, the neighbors’ mouths are like honey, and their faces are full of spring breeze. Full of enthusiasm.

"What happy event can we have in our family, the child is still young." Liu Zhi replied in a low voice.

"Hey, Willow, congratulations." A beard who lived in the same courtyard also pushed his bicycle into the door, "You don't know, Qin Dong invented a machine, and the factory awarded him 200 yuan. Yeah, it turned into a formal job."

"Our Qin Dong?" Liu Zhi was taken aback, then shook his head, "You said he tried to brush the bottle, I believe it," she moved in her heart, and remembered Qin Dong's reward of ten yuan two days ago, "The day before yesterday because of the bottle. The temperature is low, let him see it...but you said he invented the machine, I don't believe it, we are not college students."

"Really, why don't you believe it anymore?" After a while, the neighbors got together more and more, and everyone seemed to be happier than the willow branches. "Or, when your Qin Dong comes back, you ask Asked, the factory also awarded him five bottles of beer."

"Five bottles of beer?" Willow branch bit his lip. During the New Year, each Qinwan family can only deliver five bottles of beer.

New Year this year?

"Hey, I'm back, I'm back." Someone shouted outside the door, "Our inventor in Zhongjiawa is back." The kind banter immediately drew laughter.

The crowd parted. Qin Dong pushed the car with buckets on the handlebars. Lu Xuguang's handlebars were still hung with a large piece of meat that looked heavy. The willow branches shook, but the blush was immediately covered. Her cheeks.

"But what kind of meat to buy? This day is not enough?" Willow's tone was still very soft. She looked at the bucket in Qin Dong's hand, full of abalone, sea cucumber and conch, "We will pack abalone stuffing tomorrow. Dumplings, Qin Dong, how many catties is this?..."

"Ten Jin." Qin Dongdao.

"Ten catties of meat?!"

Family difficulties, when Qin Dong didn’t have more than one dollar in his pocket, a few gross tickets and a few steel rods were not enough to buy a catty of meat, willow twigs frowned and bit his lip. This ten catties of meat cost ten dollars. !This year, ordinary people rarely eat a few meals a year, and the Qin family hasn't seen any meat in half a year.

"The factory rewarded two hundred yuan." Seeing Liu Zhi in a hurry, Qin Dong couldn't bear it, and said hurriedly, "Today we improve our lives..."

"I have to improve my life. I was awarded 200 yuan, and I became a regular worker. Congratulations."

"Qin Dong gave us Zhong Jiawa a face, hey, Qin Dong, when will you invent the machine?"

"My grandfather is the chief engineer of Qin Beer, don't you think?"

"Well, I read a few books, left by my grandfather." Qin Dong said perfunctorily.

But Liu Zhi knows what level he is. Both of these brothers and sisters are the masters who doze off when they see a book. Reading books, he is almost the same!

Seeing that the old Qin’s family was cooking, the neighbors dispersed. Only the neighbors in this hospital were still saying congratulations, “Da Guang, call your parents over and eat together tonight, and your Uncle Du’s family.”

Uncle Du is Du Xiaoju’s father, Du Yuan. He is also Qin Dong’s father’s younger brother and younger brother. However, he stopped working as a cook and became a policeman.

"Qin Dong, did you really invent a machine?" As soon as he entered Qin's house hurriedly, Du Yuan looked at the meat on the cutting board and the seafood in the bucket, and then looked suspiciously at Qin Dong's hand made of iron bars. Simple barbecue grill.

"Director Du, I prove it." Lu Xuguang smiled with two big fangs, "Qin Dong rewarded two hundred yuan and became a formal worker. Now he can earn sixty-six yuan a month! Oh, He doesn't need to brush the bottles with us anymore, he is transferred to the repair shop."

"formal employee?"

For Liu Zhi who has no job, these three words are tantamount to making her more happy than two hundred yuan, but at this time she really dare not be happy, "Qin Dong, have you really become a formal worker?"

"Really." Qin Dong smiled, but looking at the look of the willow branches, he was a little sad. Don't turn his head. "Da Guang, Cut the meat, Uncle Du, Aunt Du, Xiao Ju, let's barbecue at night."

Du Yuan still had doubts in his heart. He glanced at him, "Qin Dong? I don't know how many kilograms of meat you have? You still invent a machine before you finish your junior high school?" But the neighbors' "testimony" It's all here, but he doesn't believe it.

"Dad." Du Xiaoju looked at his father dissatisfiedly, "Qin Dong is not a suspect, you see, five bottles of beer, the factory does not reward him, where did Qin Dong get the five bottles of beer?"

Qin Dong smiled, "Uncle, it's true. I read a few books,...my grandfather left it, and it just happens to be useful." He wanted to eat some meat, but he was treated as a thief, and now he can only take it. The grandpa who has never met endorsed it.

However, is it so difficult to eat meat these days?

"You can still read books, pigs can read books." Du Yuan muttered, and sat down, seeing the beer, his eyes lit up, "bang", he opened a bottle with his teeth, and poured the golden beer into the transparent Bubbles overflowed in my glass.

"Auntie, sit down, Xiaoju, come and help." Qin Dong greeted, "Let's marinate the meat first and eat directly later."

Du Xiaoju's mother and Liuzhi were making dumplings with abalone. Qin Dong cut the meat into cubes, and Du Xiaoju quickly poured soy sauce and spiced noodles.

Willow originally wanted to stop him from cutting the meat, but after thinking about it, he swallowed.

After all, in this family, she is famous but indifferent. Thinking about the prawn paste she eats these days, only steamed buns, she is full of heart, and she is also determined to improve her life, but ten catties of meat is too much!

"Qin Dong, would you really invent a machine?" Du Xiaoju's face was very clean, with the soberness of a girl in the 1980s, and it was almost invisible to later generations.

No wonder she was suspicious, Qin Dongjia didn't even use soy sauce at ordinary times, and now he dumped a bottle of soy sauce at one time.

"Didn't you tell me?" Qin Dong raised his eyebrows. "There is nothing I don't know about the brewery. Why am I lying to you?" He looked at Lu Xuguang. Lu Xuguang was igniting charcoal, and a few pieces of charcoal were placed around the charcoal. Bricks, grills made of iron bars folded into a "back" shape rest on a few bricks.

Without the bamboo sticks, he and Lu Xuguang broke some willow branches along the way, and after sharpening them, they skewered the diced meat into a string and put them directly on the grill.

"You lied to me for less?" Du Xiaoju's white and tender face was flushed in the sunset glow, and Qin Dong couldn't help but be in a daze.

The blush on your face is the most beautiful sunset I have ever seen in my life.

"Hey, Qin Dong, do you still eat... barbecue?" Lu Xuguang's mind was all on the meat, his throat kept moving, and he looked at Qin Dong with eager eyes.

"eat."

Qin Dong sprinkled cumin and pepper on the meat skewers quickly. Soon, with the fire and smoke, the diced meat made a "sizzling" sound on the charcoal fire, and golden oil droplets continued to drip from the grill. Come down.

"Brother, brother," Qin Nan yelled and stepped into the house. Before she could put her schoolbag, she squatted by the barbecue and sniffed her nose vigorously, "I can smell meat all the way away. It’s so fragrant. When I walked to our house, I thought my neighbor’s house was cooking meat. I wondered when our house would be able to eat meat once. I didn’t expect it to be our family, brother, is this lamb skewers?"

On the spring evening of this year, the most popular sketch was Zhu Shimao and Chen Peisi's "Lamb Kebabs". From then on, everyone has known about Beijiang Lamb Kebabs.

"This is not mutton skewers, this is pork skewers, um, this is called barbecue." Qin Dong smiled and wiped the sweat from his face with a towel.

"Brother, what is barbecue?" Qin Nan asked humbly, staring at the meat skewers, not so humbly in his studies.

"This is barbecue. Meat, conch, five-star, and sea cucumber can all be grilled on top. This is called barbecue." The smell of meat came and Qin Dong's appetite was very appetizing, "Daguang, let's have beer."

Lu Xuguang smiled and passed the first barbeque to Du Yuan. Du Yuan smiled and took it. Regardless of the case, he is a kind old man, pi, barbecue beer, this taste is really amazing!

The second bunch of meat was given to Qin Nan, and Qin Nan was not too hot, and put it in his mouth after a few blows, "Hey--, delicious, so delicious, brother, barbecue is so delicious."

flutter--

She blew the meat skewers vigorously, "By the way, brother, on my way back just now, I heard two people asking about you. I patronized and smelled the meat and ignored them..."

"Inquire about me, who is it?" Qin Dong understood. The person he was waiting for finally came. Alright, the hen can now lay eggs.