National Beer

On February 2, the dragon looked up.

People in the north eat noodles, called "dragon beard noodles", and pancakes called "dragon scales"; if they make dumplings, they are called "dragon teeth".In short, the food eaten must be named after the dragon body parts.

"Dadong, I'm back."

"Morning, Uncle Liu."

In early spring and February, the weather was still cold, but Qin Dong ran a circle along the riverside, sweating slightly.

While saying hello to the neighbor who got up early, he unzipped the polyester-cotton sportswear and opened the door.

The family seemed a little deserted. After his marriage, Liu Zhi moved to the family building of the Match Factory where Wu Geng lived. Qin Nan went to high school and lived in school. He usually didn't come back. He was the only one who lived in the newly bought yard last year. Du Xiaoju usually studied here. Cooking, eating...

"What's so fragrant?" Qin Dong sniffed exaggeratedly, and walked into the kitchen. Du Xiaoju was frying soybeans in front of the stove.

The cake chess pieces made of soybeans and flour are dried two days in advance, and until February 2nd, put the soil in the large pot, then heat the large pot, then the soil in the pot is also hot, then pour the soybeans The cake chess pieces start to stir-fry until they are cooked, then they are taken out, the soil is sifted out, and it is ready to eat.

Looking at Du Xiaoju's crescent-like eyes, Qin Dong grabbed a handful of soybeans mixed with cake flags and filled it into his mouth. The soybeans and cake chess pieces were crisp and sweet, which was very appetizing for Qin Dong.

"It's delicious," Qin Dong took the towel and soap that Du Xiaoju handed over, "fill me a bag and put it in the office."

Du Xiaoju smiled, watching Qin Dong gulping noodles, her eyebrows smiled, contented.

"I'm full, I went to work, and I took you to the factory?" Qin Dong asked Du Xiaoju for advice.

"I'll go by bike. You are now the director of the factory, so this will not have a good impact." Du Xiaoju declined.

Qin Dong went to work and cleaned up his job, but the door knocker was knocked off. Two old men cringed and walked in. Du Xiaoju smiled.

The night before, these two people came and said they were employees of the second factory, and they were still holding things, but Qin Dong had been leaning against the main factory these days, and Du Xiaoju didn't know when he would be back that night.

"He went to work, or you can go to the head office to find him." Du Xiaoju said politely.

...

State-owned Rongya Brewery in Qinwan City, Shanhai Province.

A Santana quickly drove out of the factory and drove onto the avenue. Passersby looked back at the brand-new car with the Volkswagen trademark.

Chen Shifa stretched out his hand and grabbed a handful of fried soybeans from his pocket. Zhou Fenghe also grabbed a handful and fried crispy cake chess pieces. Both laughed, and Zhou Fenghe handed the soybeans to the driver.

"The old lady made it." Chen Shifa did not smoke, stuffing soybeans one by one in his mouth, looking at the small red flags that appeared from time to time on the side of the road.

Looking around, in the streets and alleys of Qinwan, you can see the small red flags of "Rong Beer Monopoly" almost everywhere, and you can almost see manpower and motorized tricycles full of Rongya beer cascading alleys... …

"Let's go, go down and take a look." Chen Shifa suggested. At the entrance of a small restaurant, there was also a small red flag of Rongbei, and Santana immediately stopped.

Zhou Fenghe smiled, "It's just over nine o'clock in the morning, and it's not time to eat." But after joking, the two got out of the car and went into the restaurant.

In the restaurant, the benches are still stacked on the table. The floor is greasy and greasy. Several waiters are cleaning. When they see two people coming in, someone asks, "Are you eating?"

"No, I just ate it," Chen Shifa laughed, and he looked at the small flags that Rong Beer specializes in. "Is there no other beer here?"

"Beer?" The waiter was stunned. These two dare to be alcoholics, and come to buy beer early in the morning?"No, I'm all drinking beer, city, province, ministry, national..."

"Drink Rongya beer often, and be happy and auspicious all year round." Another young wife also helped.

Chen Shifa liked to hear this sentence, "Bring us two bottles of beer." He took out five yuan and put it directly on the table, "Little comrade, don't you have any other beer here?" he asked again.

"No, we are a Rong Beer Monopoly," the little wife quickly gave Chen Shifa change, "there is no other beer, you can drink Rong Ya beer."

"Okay, okay, okay," Chen Shifa said three times in a row, and went out with Zhou Fenghe carrying a beer.

"These two people are really weird. I got up early in the morning to buy two bottles of beer?!" Behind her, the little wife made a face.

Chen Shifa didn’t hear this sentence. He got into the car with two bottles of beer, stayed in the car and sat down. He glanced at the small red flag hanging in front of the small restaurant, “Let’s look at the big hotels and The hotel is now."

Zhou Fenghe didn't answer. As far as the district is concerned, the palms and backs of the hands are all fleshy. Didn't the district say to give Haicheng a way to survive?

His worries were not unnecessary. In the afternoon, when he returned to the factory, Wang Congjun, the director of the District Industry Bureau, had come to his door. Wu Geng was smiling and talking with him. Seeing the factory director and secretary came back, he turned his back to Wang Congjun. The mouth sits aside.

"Chen Shifa, Zhou Fenghe," Wang Congjun was rude, calling his name directly, "Why, the bureau can't control your beer? The district can't control your beer?" He glanced at the side of the table. Qi, "Zhou Fenghe, what did you say in the office of District Mayor Liang?"

Zhou Fenghe was silent.

Chen Shifa didn't panic. He smiled and passed the cigarette. Wang Congjun looked up at him and took it in annoyance.

"Call Qin Dong here." Chen Shifa told Wu Geng.

Qin Dong was also outside, fortunately there was a paging, or fortunately there was a jeep, he came back quickly.

He deliberately went to look around Haicheng Brewery. The small restaurants, small shops, and grocery stores around Haicheng Brewery were also full of red flags.

He even saw the pale blue Shanghai sedan chair driving through the factory door of the Haicheng Brewery, and he didn't know if Li Jianyi was sitting in it.

"Go ahead, I knew it was your Qin Dianzi's idea." Wang Congjun didn't give Qin Dong a face.

Chen Shifa glanced at Qin Dong, "Explain to Director Wang."

Oh?

Wu Geng laughed angrily. You made Qin Dong do this. Now the chief has come to the door, and you don't care about anything when you flip your sleeves?!

Qin Dong wasn't afraid, he smiled and poured water into Wang Congjun's tea bowl, "Director Wang, we are implementing a monopoly policy..."

"Then what else do you have to say? Have you ever thought about Li Jianyi? They are all companies in the same district. You usually bow your head and don't look up. Don't let things go..." Wang Congjun immediately interrupted Qin Dong.

"Hey, Director Wang," Qin Dong said right away, "We introduced the policy, but we didn't force these restaurants to sell our beer without guns and knives. This is the market's choice!"

market!

Wang Congjun is no stranger. The Twelfth National Congress put forward the principle of "planned economy as the mainstay and market regulation as the supplement". The Third Plenary Session of the 12th Central Committee further clarified that the socialist economy is "a planned commodity economy based on public ownership." .

"At the 13th National Congress of the previous year, the state summarized the planned new system of commodity economy as a new system that is internally unified between planning and the market. It clearly proposed to use both planned and market adjustments to gradually establish a "state to regulate the market and market to guide enterprises. "Mechanisms."

Qin Dong smiled and looked at Wang Congjun, "Director Wang, the market guides us to build a monopoly system, are we wrong?"

Wang Congjun suffocated his chest in one breath, he couldn't say a word.

call--

He stood up angrily, "College students, you will drop your book bags!" He clicked on Chen Shifa and Zhou Fenghe with his fingers, and walked outside.

"Wang Ju, shall we eat here tonight?" Chen Shifa kept it sincerely.