National Beer

The people regard food as their heaven.

The chalk writing on the blackboard reads, "Rice, two and six cents, refined steamed buns, two and five cents, two and five cents for Hanamaki, two and five cents for brown sugar..."

"The triangle of white sugar mixed with tomatoes, two corners of vermicelli in cold dressing, two corners of cucumber in cold salad... two corners of pork with beans, two corners of pork with green pepper, five corners of pork slices..."

Entering the canteen, eight masters are busy, pancakes, pasting pancakes, fire food, twists... Two chefs are constantly shaking the gauze on the shelf and making tofu...

This is the first time Chen Shifa has been to the cafeteria of the second factory. He smiled and said to Zhou Feng, "I heard that the cafeteria of the second factory is good. Today we will not leave. Let Qin Dong treat guests."

He personally picked up the spoon, scooped a spoonful of braised tofu in a large aluminum basin and placed it in the staff’s rice bowl, "You guys eat delicious every day."

"Our factory manager said that we can work hard only when we are full." The employee smiled and answered Chen Shifa.

"Well, after the notice, change the packaging immediately. The beer in the main factory and the first factory will use cardboard boxes instead of nylon rope!" Chen Shifa took two brown sugar bags and sat in the cafeteria with the employees, and Huang Bo smiled and gave it to the class. The factory leader brought seven or eight dishes.

Zhou Fenghe picked up a piece of meat, "Well, it tastes really good."

"Okay, eat and drink, sign a contract in the afternoon." Chen Shifa smiled.

"We haven't eaten yet." Just as they were talking, Liang Yongsheng, Qi Cheng and others walked in. Among them were Cui Minzhi and others. Liang Yongsheng smiled, "President Cui is not eating at Yuanyang, so he has to go to the factory again. It won't work if you look at it."

"But we didn't prepare in advance." Chen Shifa smiled and greeted him.

"Let's eat your canteen." Cui Minzhi smiled and looked at the staff's rice bowl. "Do you know we are coming?"

After listening to the translation, Chen Shifa waved his hand hurriedly, "We haven't received a notice either."

"Then you guys will eat this?" Cui Minzhi pointed to the pork slices and cold vermicelli in a worker's bowl.

"Oh, is there anything wrong with this?" Chen Shifa asked quietly.

"It's great, great," Cui Minzhi smiled, "It's very rich, let's eat this."

Liang Yongsheng was still worried just now, but at this time, seeing Choi Min-sik’s appearance, he also felt relieved. They have never been to Korea. If they know the small dishes and bowls of Koreans, kimchi miso soup all day long, the cafeteria of the second factory is for them It's heaven.

"This is Hanamaki, this is brown sugar buns, and this is pasted cake..." Qin Dong took Cui Minzhi into the canteen and introduced him himself. Cui Minzhi picked up a pastry and tasted it, and gave a thumbs up.

"Old Chen, how come your canteen is better than the canteen of the district committee compound!" Liang Yongsheng smiled.

Chen Shifa didn't say anything. Rongpi's three factories, but the second factory, okay?

"When I go back, I will let the office bring people from the Administration to study with you." Liang Yongsheng ate the twist, which was very fragrant and sweet.

Choi Min-sik was also happy. A few Koreans were unwilling to move their chopsticks at first, but they couldn't stop after a few bites.

In the afternoon, Liang Yongsheng, Qi Cheng and others attended in person, and Chen Shifa and Cui Minzhi signed the contract.

If settled in US dollars, each bottle of beer totals 0.85 US dollars, and the price of a bottle of "big ginseng" sells even higher than in China!

"Old Chen," looked at Chen Shifa's thin face, Liang Yongsheng's heart moved, "There is another great thing."

"What's a good thing?" Chen Shifa asked immediately when he was refreshed at happy events.

"Eleven is coming soon, the capital will hold a meeting to celebrate the 40th anniversary of the founding of the People's Republic of China." Qi Cheng smiled.

Liang Yongsheng took the words and said, "Well, after the city's discretion and report, you have been identified as a model worker and advanced worker..."

Oh!

The smile on Chen Shifa's face was frozen!

This year, the National Model Worker and National Advanced Worker Commendation Conference was held, which is the first time since the founding of the People’s Republic of China!

Later meetings were held in 1995, 2000 and 2005.

"Congratulations, Old Chen." Liang Yongsheng stretched out his hand enthusiastically. Chen Shifa was so excited that his face was distorted, and his words were uncomfortable. He shook hands with everyone in turn. He understood that he could get from so many factories in Qinwan. Changzhong's standing out is inseparable from this export, this export is a bonus...

For a while, tears appeared in his eyes, "Qin Dong, Qin Dong, why can't I find him again."

The person he should be most grateful to is no longer found.

...

Chen Shifa is happy, this August 15th year has passed!

The welfare of the main factory, the first factory and the second factory will be issued according to the new year!

Rice noodles and fish, tobacco, alcohol and sugar tea, of course, moon cakes and beer!

In addition to two bundles of their own 11-degree beer, each employee can also receive a gift box!

Under the warm sunshine, everyone was smiling, and everyone's voice rose up.

"This Mid-Autumn Festival is called Mid-Autumn Festival, so let's post it, we don't think too much!"

"I asked, which unit in the city doesn't have as many benefits as our Rong Beer! Okay, just these things, my family can't afford it!"

"Hey, Director Wu, can you send out less things and more bonuses?"

...

Everyone, you say something to me, you are carrying white wine, and I carrying moon cakes. It is so refreshing and refreshing.

"The burn is so heavy that you don't give me things." Wu Geng smiled, "Bonus, it's a lot of yours."

"How much?" The people raised their heads.

...

"Ordinary employees are 100 yuan each, and middle-level cadres are 120 yuan each..."

In the courtyard of the second factory, the employees of the second factory are happier. There are three cases of ordinary beer for one person, and two cases of "large ginseng" in gift boxes.

Wang Xinjun couldn't close his mouth. This was his first benefit and the first time he felt the benefits of being a worker!

"Xinjun, ask your sales department to come and receive the bonus." Zou Yuchen urged.

Holding one hundred and twenty yuan, Nie Xinming patted his shoulder while looking at the car full of things. Wang Xinjun smiled and took out the "Daqianmen", and the two lighted up cigarettes, "The second factory, you are really here. "

"Well, there is no Director Qin, there is no us." Wang Xinjun let out a puff of cigarette, "Let's go, go home for August 15th!"

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Among the traditional festivals, the Mid-Autumn Festival is second only to the Spring Festival.

The Spring Festival and Mid-Autumn Festival are the festivals that allow people to send off and visit relatives and friends in the year.

Awe to the world is to be grateful to the land, thanks to the harvest of food and vegetables in the mid-autumn season.

The customs in Qinwan are the same as those in the whole country. Mooncakes are given to each other before the festival, and the Mid-Autumn Festival is for the whole family to have a reunion dinner together, because this is the fullest, brightest and most beautiful night of the year.

The food is fragrant, and the moon is clear.

Du Yuan, Wu Geng, and Qin Dong smoked and drank tea in the yard of Du's house, while the women were busy in the kitchen.

The evening meal should be eaten in the yard, with a clear sky, bright moon, and cool breeze, which is no more refreshing.

Put the small table in the middle of the yard, first put the mooncakes on the plate to worship the sky and worship the moon, and then the whole family will gather around the small table while admiring the moon while eating mooncakes.

"August and fifteenth month, my grandfather will make moon cakes for me. The moon cakes are round and sweet and fragrant. A piece of moon cake is a piece of love..."

Moon cakes are the representatives of the Mid-Autumn Festival. Traditional Chinese festivals are so cute. Each festival must have the same symbolic food as the protagonist.