National Beer

It's snowing in Beijing, and Qinwan is getting its first snow of the winter.

A good year of snow!

Back in the factory, Chen Shifa was very happy to see him and immediately fulfilled his promise, Qin Dong patted the military green satchel, which contained a thick pile of RMB.

The rewards from Shen Nan City and Bei Bing Yang Brewery, Director Yang did not remit them from the post office, but had Director Bao make a separate trip, bringing not only the money, but also Bei Bing Yang beer with the Ministry You trademark on it.

From Wu Geng's mouth, he learned that District Governor Liang Yongsheng had personally attended the talk at the factory, and according to Liang Yongsheng's word, Mayor Guo had said that he would personally come to congratulate him if he won three battles and three victories!

Three victories in three battles!

Qin Dong clenched his fist, that would be a real slam of glory for the domestic beer industry!

"In this way, Xiao Qin, you will have to work hard again a year ago," Chen Shifa instructed, "You rest for two days and immediately return to Beijing again to fully prepare for the Food Expo, when the time comes, the leaders of the country will also attend the Food Expo, and the leaders of our province and our city will definitely also participate. "

This is the first food expo in China, the people's food as the sky, up and down all levels are very important.

When Qin Dong got his luggage back on the road, the sky in Qinwan was already clear, with snow-capped sunshine and fertile fields.

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Coming out of the station, Beijing in the eighties, the snow was really fresh!

Sitting on a square, white with red bars of the bus, looking at the street in bread suits, looking at the pedestrians on the bicycle with artificial leather handbags, pedestrians are not many, more obvious and the road is very spacious, well, the street on both sides of the sidewalk trees, branches intertwined, but also some years.

"This is really stepping through the iron shoes no place to look for, and it's all effortless." Chen Xiaochun sat next to Qin Dong, proudly praising himself, "I'm fine on a bicycle to look around ah, never thought, back to the Institute, the Institute, a relative of old Liu, people are going to the United States, he happened to have a courtyard to sell to the outside."

The two said as they stared out the window of the car, the street, a pile of cabbages, Qin Dong knew that whenever the cabbages went on sale, a cold spell was coming to Beijing!

There were aunts pushing winter storage of cabbages to their homes with bamboo carts, and there were also uncles pulling barbell carts, which were also full of cabbages.

The simple people, the clean streets, this is the Beijing I remember!

"This courtyard isn't cheap. It's what you wanted, and guess where it is? It's right next to the drum tower!" Chen Xiaochun smiled.

Oh, this is a great place.

Gulou Commercial Street, as the bustling commercial center of Beijing's old town, the courtyard houses here in later years were easily over a hundred million dollars, all at astronomical prices!

"You don't know, we now live in a tube building, this summer, a colleague of mine Xiao Lin, bought a few pieces of tofu forgot to put in the refrigerator, rancid, two people cold war for more than a month ......"

Qin Dong laughed, Little Lin's tofu was rancid!

"Qin Dong, the house prices in Beijing are really not cheap now, do you know how much a flat costs?" Chen Xiaochun withdrew his gaze and looked at Qin Dong.

"How much?"

"The day before yesterday the market newspaper reported, 1600 to 1900 per square meter, buy a two-bedroom, less than $60,000 ......"

This report is very famous, the title Qin Dong vaguely remembered, "housing prices soared, people looking at the building, the momentum is empty, the country is preparing regulations".

"...... a college student from joining the work day to day scrimping and saving, monthly storage of fifty dollars, is the highest limit, it takes a hundred years to buy a two-bedroom ......."

"A quadrangle, how big must it be," the bus pulled up to the stop, they both tightened their neck scarves and got off the bus, "Qin Dong, but people want 200,000!"

Two hundred thousand, something Chen Xiaochun wouldn't even dare to think about, with his salary, he needed to live another hundred years!

The two people do not slow down to walk forward, coordinates 80's Beijing, everywhere tube buildings, courtyard houses, at this time, Beijing citizens are not too popular to rent, nor too popular to buy a house, to solve the housing problem, stay in "wait, rely on, want" three words, "wait for the state to build housing, rely on organizations to share housing, to unit to give housing", is the main way to solve the housing problem.

The two big auntie bamboo wheelbarrow pushing winter storage cabbage, into the hutong, families are drifting out of the smell of fried cabbage.

The hutong is not very clean, someone is riding a tricycle moving, which is color TV, bottles and cans, as well as the seventies, the three big pieces are also invited out, "Laogai you inside, give two money, you take."

Listening to the authentic Beijing film, Qin Dong is very sad, hutong and him, is a quiet time.

Especially in the winter, with a hand gently sliding over the dry old tree at the entrance of the hutong, the rough touch of the hand, let the traces of the years pass between the fingers, you will feel as if you see the scrolls of history slowly open.

"Was his yard just his family or did several families share it?" Qin Dong asked.

As the most common style of housing for people in old Beijing, at first, a courtyard house was usually one residence for one family, but as the population increased, the courtyard house gradually became more crowded, and many courtyard houses were shared by multiple families, and most of these families were poor, so such courtyard houses were called "compound".

"It's just his family, I made some inquiries, no trouble." Chen Xiaochun looked in along the street door, a courtyard, bicycles, randomly built temporary buildings, cabbage, drying clothes, but also constantly floating laundry detergent, the smell of coal smoke ......

There's an old man wiping mud around the stove, and two kids playing cards between two piles of cabbages, and whoever slaps whoever's over with their hands wins!

"The front door my aunt's two girls, close to foreigners less than two months out of the country, what feelings not feelings ......"

"People this is trendy, hip and daring."

"No, the old Li family is also going abroad ......"

As the two strolled idly by, a couple of large ladies wearing red cufflinks took a wary look at the two, as the street activists were dubbed the ""Smallfoot Detective Squad", later upgraded to "Chinese Aunties"!

"Excuse me, is this where Lee Liowon's family lives?"

"You're looking for Lee Liyuan?" Auntie looked Chen Xiaochun up and down, only relaxing when she heard his Beijing accent.

"Yes, we came to see the house."

Chen Xiaochun dealt with the aunt, and Qin Dong took stock of the courtyard house, the bricks on the walls were mostly broken, and the paint on the thick wooden doors was mottled, but the style of the eaves and arches could still be seen.

The brick, old tiles, wooden door, washed and worn by the texture of time, to give him a gorgeous turn, such an abandoned house can also become very fashionable.

Just then, a man on a bicycle wearing a hat and gloves arrived back from outside.

"This is my family's ancestral property, if it wasn't for going abroad, I wouldn't be willing to sell it," Li Liyuan sized up Qin Dong and looked at Chen Xiaochun, "Is the buyer here, why are you only bringing your children?"