National Beer

"Tick—Tick—"

The room was very quiet, only the sound of the clock and the crackling of flames, which came into the ears of the two from time to time.

Qin Dong glanced at her with a smile, Du Xiaoju lowered his head with a slight smile, but after a while, raised his head again, his face was always red with a smile.

"Weekend, let's go to the ink street to buy a bread jacket." The girls love beauty. Other girls took off their bulky cotton monkey early and put on a more brightly colored bread jacket. Du Xiaoju still wears this cotton monkey. On the body.

"Let’s talk about the New Year." Du Xiaoju’s eyebrows were like a month. "You, the sales section chief, travel a lot. You have to buy good clothes. People rely on clothes and saddles, so you can’t look down upon them."

"I know, let's buy it together." Qin Dong glanced out the door, and suddenly held Du Xiaoju's hand, "I will keep you warm."

"Someone." Du Xiaoju blushed, trying to pull out those white onion-rooted fingers from Qin Dong's hand, but Qin Dong held it so tightly that Du Xiaoju stopped shaking his hands, blushing and smiling. I started to look at him. Under the light, her face was as pure and transparent as jade...

The crescent moon came out, the sky was azure blue, three and two clouds, driven by the north wind, floated slowly...

A melodious dove whistle came from the sky, and over the rising smoke, it spread farther, farther and farther, and higher and higher...

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"Get off, get off, all get off."

After eating six roasted sweet potatoes in a row last night, Qin Dong took advantage of Lu Xuguang’s sweetness and was so confused that he would make him a deputy chief in the future. This was not early in the morning, and without the help of others, Lu Xuguang himself moved from the warehouse. Two truckloads of beer.

When he arrived at the naval base, he instructed Du Xiaoshu, Zhong Xiaoyong and other children to remove a few boxes of beer from 130 light trucks and place them flat on the ground. On the side, Mr. Xu took off his cotton gloves and held the "Seagull" camera to photograph the warship in front of him. .

Today is the last day of the U.S. Pacific Fleet in Qinwan. Citizens can board the U.S. ship for a tour, and officers and soldiers of the U.S. Pacific Fleet can also stroll around.

"Beer, beer, Rongya beer!"

"Lighter, lighter, cigarette lighter."

...

Qin Dong felt that half of the people from Qinwan were here, and the people on the dock were standing next to each other. If they were not paying attention, they might be squeezed out of the chain and pushed into the sea.

Moreover, there was no such thing as later generations on the wharf. Some were selling snacks and some were selling snacks. Their beer stalls quickly became crowded.

"Child, how much is a lighter?" Someone held the cigarette case and stared at the cigarette lighter in Du Xiaoshu's hand.

"Ten yuan." Du Xiaoshu replied casually, "imported from the United States."

"It's cheaper, it's cheaper, it's 10 yuan a lighter imported from the United States..." Zhong Xiaoyong then yelled, like a cross talk teasing and cheering, it really seems like that.

Qin Dong lightly cursed a national curse. Is this the saying that the master produces high disciples?In just a few days, they not only learned to distinguish and use prices, but also learned to use the momentum to market.

"Then I want one." The middle-aged smoker hesitated for a while, but he couldn't match the fresh style of the lighter. It's almost the New Year, so a lighter with a style can definitely be forced out.

"Give me one too."

"I want two."

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Business is like this. As long as it starts, it goes well, but Du Xiaoshu took the middle-aged smoker's money and put it in his school bag, and shook his head, "We only need US dollars..."

"Can't the renminbi work?" The middle-aged smoker was anxious, and someone immediately helped him, "Look, you have all the money."

"Forget it, forget it, Xiaoshu, let's collect RMB this year," Zhong Xiaoyong pretended to persuade, "There is not much stock in his hands, sell it out, forget it, we will accept RMB..."

"Then give me one too."

"Bring me three."

...

It turned out that some people were still waiting and watching, but after this, the wait-and-see heart was completely closed, and they all took out their money.

Hey, blue is better than blue because of blue. This scene marketing does not require Qin Dongjiao, and the two of them have figured it out by themselves, and they can go directly to the Spring Festival Gala even after polishing.

Here, Lu Xuguang’s stall has also opened. Rongya Beer has appeared on the screen since summer, and now it appears on the radio every day. It has firmly occupied the minds of citizens, and it is crowded with 130 light trucks. The body shook.

"Dadong, this car of beer is sold out, or sell this car?" Lu Xuguang was very moved and actively suggested as he watched the crowd holding the banknotes in front of them, watching them stare at his "worship".

"Do you think I'm here to sell beer?" Qin Dong looked at another car in the crowd. The beer was neatly packed, and a few American soldiers were walking towards this place.

"Hello, please have a beer." Qin Dong greeted him. His pronunciation was pure American pronunciation. Several American soldiers were all taken aback. An unremarkable young man speaking American English was enthusiastically holding the beer in his hand. Pass it to them.

Maybe it was a few American soldiers who couldn't resist this enthusiasm. Maybe it was because they had a good impression on people who can speak English. In the cold weather, they still took the beer and drank a few sips. "How is it?" Qin Dong asked in English.

"It's delicious." An American sailor held up the bottle in a showy manner.

"Crack"——

There was a flash in front of him, Xu Gueran had already raised his camera and captured this historic moment.

"Is this Qinwan beer?" The other sailor took a few sips into his mouth against the sea breeze and looked at the label on the bottle.In fact, in Qin Dong's opinion, even though Rongya Beer is a joint venture of Qin Beer, the taste at this time is not as good as Qin Beer, and it is far behind.

"No, this is Rongya Beer."

"Kacha—Kacha—"

Xu Gueran found the angle himself, and kept shooting American soldiers and Rongya Beer, and by the way, he swept the distant warship in the camera.

Tomorrow these scenes and reports will appear in Qinwan Daily on time, as well as in other newspapers inside and outside the province. He looked at the reporters around him, um, they are all recording this historic moment.

"We pulled a cart of beer over today and present it to you." Qin Dong gesticulated skillfully and said to several Americans.

Seeing what the Americans were talking about, he turned his head and shouted to the onlookers, "The Americans offered to buy our beer. They all wanted this car. They said that they had never had such a good drink. Beer, beer from Rongya Brewery..."

The onlookers stared at them, but saw a few American sailors still holding their bottles and drinking, "Come on, take a picture with them." Qin Dong told Xu Gu.

Today’s photos will be washed out soon. He believes that in Qinwan today, the Amazon butterfly flaps its wings slightly, and the world will shake someday!

"Didn't the Americans go to Qin Beer a few days ago? I heard that they also drank beer in Qin Beer?"

"Can I not drink beer at the brewery? It seems that the beer at Rongya Brewery is also good..."

"I heard that Rong Beer sells beer on its own right now. No, we buy a few more cases..."

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Listening to the discussion in the crowd, Lu Xuguang couldn't help but grinned. He jumped off the light truck in one step, only to see Qin Dong looking at a gray-haired old man, "Commander Jiang."

The old man looked at Qin Dong and waved his hands, "It's not the commander anymore, it's not the commander, young man, why, do you know me?"

"Who knows you bad old man, didn't you yelling to visit? Not hurry up!" An old lady gave her a tight package and pushed the old man.

"Teacher An, why are you still doing it?" the old man yelled, "Young man, have you served as a soldier on Songshan Island?"

"They sell beer, what kind of soldier do you serve?" another old man yelled, "Hurry up, you won't be able to watch the American warships if you don't leave."

"This old man," the old man murmured, "more anxious than me, then, boy, I'm leaving, have you really served as a soldier on Songshan Island?"

"No, but, Commander Jiang, I know you," Qin Dong turned his head and shouted, "Da Guang, set aside two bundles of beer for Commander Jiang and Chief of Staff Ding."