National Beer

"Rongya Beer"

A huge billboard was erected on the busiest section of Pingzhou in front of the district government overnight.

Luo Ling still remembers clearly that when she went to Beijing last year, Liang Yongsheng pointed to the billboard of Qin Beer on the overpass with emotion. The billboard clearly told everyone who entered Beijing that Qinwan Beer is here!

Now, looking at the billboard she set up herself, and the words "City Excellent, Province Excellent, Ministry Excellent" under the beer, Luo Ling is very proud.

"Won the gold medal of the first China Food Expo in 1988!" This is what this billboard should emphasize.

Soon, the citizens of Pingzhou stopped one after another, even those passing by on bicycles also glanced at the advertisement.

"Auntie, have you heard of Rong Beer?" Luo Ling caught a passing woman on a whim, and the woman glanced at the advertisement again, "You know, isn't it a brewery in the city?"

"Uncle, have you heard of Rongpi?" Luo Ling shouted another middle-aged person, but the middle-aged person had a foreign accent, "I didn't know it before, don't you know it now, the first China Food Expo Gold Award!" Smiling and pointing to the billboard.

Luo Ling smiled. Under the sun, she looked at the crowds on the street and really wanted to shout, "Pingzhou, Rongpi is here!"

Rongpi is indeed here.

In the morning, Nie Xinming and Wang Xinjun each brought a group of men and horses, riding a tricycle through the streets of Pingzhou.

At the end of June and the beginning of July, the weather was already very hot. They rode their bicycles and transported wine. Everyone was already drenched in sweat. Big beads of sweat continued to slip from their faces like tap water.

The two also quickly figured out that on the Qinwan market, Baisha beer is the most popular, followed by Yellow Sea beer, while Ruby and Yingdao are less. Baisha is mostly sold by Sugar Tobacco and Liquor Company, while Huanghai, Ruby and Yingdao have their own here. Wholesale households.

"Hello, our Rongya Second Brewery, do you want beer here?" Nie Xinming pulled the brakes of the tricycle and walked into a shop on the side of the road.

He pointed to the factory emblem on his chest, and smiled and passed the wine opener, wine glass, etc., "Our beer is the city, the province, the ministry, and the country. Except for the Qin Beer, the whole city is our Rong Beer... "

The forty-year-old aunt smiled and took the wine opener and the wine glass. One of her eyes was a bit slanted, "I know, know, I saw in the newspapers, I heard that beer is a good beer, but it’s too far away. Can't take the ferry to get back..."

"You don't need to pull it." Ding Wu shouted from behind, "We will deliver the goods."

"Delivery to your door?" The aunt smiled and stood up, opened the curtain, and saw the piles of beer on the tricycle outside, "Really delivered to the door?"

"That's still fake," Nie Xinming smiled, "how much do you want, as long as you want it, and when do you want it to be delivered!"

The aunt squinted at him, "I will also send it in the future? You have to pick up other beers..."

"You can rest assured, no matter whether it is windy or rainy, there are knives in the sky, beer will be delivered to you, and we don't need a penny for shipping." Nie Xinming replied immediately.

"Well, well, I used to sell Huanghai, so how about it, I'm advanced... Five bundles, small shop, would you like it?"

"Yes, yes." Nie Xinming was very happy, "not to mention five bundles, five bottles, we will give you too."

It's opened!

The five bundles of beer were moved quickly, and everyone was very excited looking at the tickets in their hands, "Brothers, go, next one!"

Nie Xinming threw a tricycle happily, Ding Wu pushed it behind, and a dozen tricycles broke into the depths of the alley...

...

The same city is divided into north and south, but the same sun shines on the same people.

Wang Xinjun smiled and walked into a small restaurant and looked at the little boss who was approaching. He first handed him a cigarette, then pointed to his factory emblem and smiled, "We are Rongya Brewery..." The beer was opened with a wine opener, "How do you taste it?"

Well, the little boss looked at him suspiciously, and took his bottle, "Our beer is the best in the city, the province, or the ministry. It was also the gold medal at the China Food Expo last year. Qinwan won the gold medal with our Rong Beer. ..."

Wang Xinjun looked at the white sand and yellow sea in the store, yo, and Yingdao Beer. "No other beer fairs can enter!"

In this era, awards have not been flooded, and the common people also recognize the weight of trophies. Sure enough, the little boss took a sip, and I don't know whether it is psychological effect or really approving the taste of Rongbei, "good, good."

"Then how many bundles do you get in?" Wang Xinjun hit the railroad while it was hot, "We still have gifts here. Don't worry, our beer is delivered to your door!"

"Is there such a good thing to deliver wine to the door?" The little boss looked at Wang Xinjun suspiciously.

Wang Xinjun wiped the sweat beads on his forehead, "There is such a good thing, the wine is brought to you, how much do you want?"

"Are there wooden boxes? I want ten boxes." The little boss is small, but very angry.His restaurant is surrounded by newly opened factories and the business is very good.

"Okay, ten boxes, guys, the cargo is unloaded!" Wang Xinjun yelled outside happily.

Seeing more than a dozen people coming in and out unloading ten boxes of beer, the little boss was really moved. Baisha and Huanghai had to go to the wholesalers to come to the door to pull wine. Now they don't have to sweat on their own, the beer is delivered to his door.

"Bring me ten more boxes," he added.

Beer in the 1980s was packed in wooden boxes, except for nylon ropes. At this time, plastics were still very expensive and rare. Food stores bought cakes and sugar, and non-staple food stores used paper bags for salt. Packaged.

At this time, the wooden box is square, and one box contains 25 bottles of beer. The store that buys the whole box will also charge a deposit of 5 yuan for the wooden box.

Plastic turnover boxes only appeared in the late 1980s and early 1990s. There are 24 bottles in a box. Because I was used to buying a box of 25 bottles, the store also added a bottle to each box to make up 25. Bottles are sold.

...

"Xin Ming, let's go back to eat, my stomach is grunting long ago."

"Yes, it's been a day, and I haven't rested..."

Evening arrived, and Nie Xinming and his group were busy from morning to night, eating cold steamed buns with pickles at noon. At night, they sold 196 bundles of beer.

Nie Xinming looked at the small restaurant in front of him. The scent wafting from the restaurant made his throat move. "We didn’t have a job before, and no one regarded us as human beings. Now you have to treat yourself as human beings. People treat you as a person, and give them away."

The group of people stopped talking, riding bicycles, strollers, and walking into the lively restaurant again...

On the first day in Pingzhou, forty people on the land of Pingzhou shouted for the first time Rongpi and sold the first bottle of Rongpi!

...

The night in Pingzhou is beautiful, and the sea breeze at night is more pleasant to the forty people who have been busy for a day.

Cucumber mixed with pork head, spicy fried clams, and two big pot dishes were brought to the table. The men grabbed the steamed buns and started to feast on beer.

Sitting at the door, leaning against the wall, lying on the floor...have a job, have a salary, have food, everyone's face is satisfied.

"New Army, how many bundles do you team today?" Luo Ling asked.

"Two hundred and seventy bundles." Wang Xinjun looked at Nie Xinming and raised the wine bottle in his hand.