On February 2nd, the dragon raised its head.

People in the north eat noodles on this day, called "Dragon Beard Noodles"; they also need pancakes, called "Dragon Scale"; if they make dumplings, they are called "Dragon Teeth". In short, the food they eat must be named after the dragon body part.

"Dadong, I'm back."

"It's so early, Uncle Liu."

In early spring, the weather was still cold, but Qin Dong ran around the riverside and was sweating slightly.

While greeting his early neighbor, he pulled open the zipper of the polyester-covered cotton sportswear and pushed open the door.

The family seemed a little deserted. After Liu Zhi got married, she moved to the family building of the Match Factory where Wu Geng lived. Qin Nan lived in high school and usually didn't come back. He was the only one who bought the newly-buyed yard last year. Usually Du Xiaoju studied, cooked, and ate here...

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

The soybeans and flour cakes are dried for two days in advance. On February 2nd, put the soil in a large pot first, then heat the large pot. Then the soil in the pot is also hot. Then pour in the soybeans, and the cake pieces start to stir-fry until they are cooked. Take it out and sift out the soil, and then you can eat it.

Looking at Du Xiaoju's eyes that were as crescent-like as if they were smiling, Qin Dong grabbed a handful of soybeans mixed with cake flags and filled them into his mouth. The soybeans and cake chess pieces were crispy and sweet, which was very satisfying to Qin Dong's appetite.

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

Du Xiaoju smiled and watched Qin Dong eat noodles with big mouthfuls. She smiled and was satisfied.

"I'm full, I'm going to work, I'll take you to the factory?" Qin Dong sought Du Xiaoju's opinion.

"I'll go ride a bicycle. You are the factory manager now, so this will not have a good impact." Du Xiaoju refused.

Qin Dong went to work and packed his job, but the door knocker was snapped by someone. The two old men walked in timidly, and Du Xiaoju smiled.

The night before yesterday, these two people came and said they were employees of Factory II and were holding things in their hands. However, Qin Dong has been leaning against the factory these days, and Du Xiaoju didn't know when he would come back tonight.

"He has gone to work, why don't you go to the main factory to find him." Du Xiaoju said politely.

...

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

A Santana quickly drove out of the factory and drove onto the avenue. Looking at the brand new sedan with the Volkswagen trademark, passers-by turned around.

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

"It was fried by the old woman." Chen Shifa did not smoke, stuffed soybeans into his mouth one by one, and looked at the small red flags that appeared from time to time on the roadside.

Looking around, you can see the "Rong Beer Monopoly" small red flags almost everywhere in the streets and alleys of Qinwan, and you can see almost all the manpower and motorized tricycles loaded with Rongya beer and traveling alleys all over the alleys...

"Let's go and go and have a look." Chen Shifa suggested. Santana immediately stopped at the entrance of a small restaurant with a small red flag of rugged beer.

Zhou Fenghe smiled and said, "It's only nine o'clock in the morning, and it's not time to eat." But no matter how much they joked, the two got out of the car and entered the restaurant.

In the restaurant, the benches were still stacked on the table, and the floor was greasy. Several waiters were cleaning. When they saw the two of them coming in, someone asked, "Are you having a meal?"

"I won't eat it, I just ate it," Chen Shifa smiled. He looked at the small flag sold by Rong Beer again, "Is there no other beer here?"

"Beer?" The waiter was stunned. The two of them were drunk. They came to buy beer when they got up early in the morning. "No, now they all drink Rong Beer, the city, the provincial, the ministry, and the national…"

"Drinking Rongya beer often makes you happy and auspicious all year round." Another young wife also spoke on the side.

Chen Shifa loves to hear this sentence, "Give us two bottles of beer." He took out five dollars and put it directly on the table, "Little comrade, do you have no other beer here?" he asked again.

"No, we are Rongya beer," the young wife quickly asked Chen Shifa for change. "If you don't have other beer, just drink Rongya beer."

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

"These two people are so weird. They come to buy two bottles of beer when they get up early in the morning?!" Behind them, the young wife grimaced.

Chen Shifa did not hear this sentence. He got into the car with two bottles of beer and sat down in the car. He glanced at the small red flag hanging in front of the small restaurant, "Let's see those big hotels and hotels below."

Zhou Fenghe didn't answer. For the district, the palms and backs of hands were flesh. Didn't the district say that he wanted to give Haicheng a way out?

His worries were not redundant. In the afternoon, when he returned to the factory, Wang Congjun, director of the district industrial bureau, had come to him. Wu Geng was smiling and talking with him. When the factory director and secretary came back, he turned his back to Wang Congjun and sat aside.

"Chen Shifa, Zhou Fenghe," Wang Congjun was not polite and called out his name, "Why, the bureau can't control you Rongbee anymore? The district can't control you Rongbee anymore?" He looked at a small flag on the table, "Zhou Fenghe, what did you say in District Mayor Liang's office?"

Zhou Fenghe didn't speak.

Chen Shifa was not panicked. He smiled and handed over the cigarette. Wang Congjun looked up at him and took it angrily.

"Call Qin Dong over." Chen Shifa ordered Wu Geng.

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

He went to the Haicheng Brewery to take a look. The small restaurants, small shops, and side food stores around Haicheng Brewery were also filled with red flags.

He even saw the light blue Shanghai sedan in Haicheng Brewery driving out of the factory door, and he didn't know if Li Jianyi was sitting inside.

"Tell me, I know that this is your Qin Dianzi's idea." Wang Congjun did not give Qin Dong a good look.

Chen Shifawang glanced at Qin Dong and said, "Explain it to Director Wang."

oh?

Wu Geng smiled angrily. You asked Qin Dong to do this. Now the director has come to the door, and you don’t care about anything when you sway your sleeves?!

Qin Dong was not 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 enterprises in the district. They usually look down and don't look up. Don't just do anything..." Wang Congjun immediately interrupted Qin Dong.

"Oh, Director Wang," Qin Dong said immediately, "We introduced the policy, but we did not force these restaurants to sell our Rong Beer without guns and knives. This is the choice of the market!"

market!

Wang Congjun is not unfamiliar with it. The 12th National Congress proposed the principle of "planned economy as the main focus and market regulation as the auxiliary". 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 commodity economy system as a new system that is inherently unified with the plan and the market, and clearly proposed to use two means of planning adjustment and market regulation to gradually establish a mechanism of "national market regulation and market guidance."

Qin Dong smiled and looked at Wang Congjun, "Director Wang, the market guides us Rongbing. We established a monopoly system. Are we wrong?"

Wang Congjun held his breath in his chest, and he couldn't say a word.

call--

He stood up angrily, "College students, they will lose their book bags!" He pointed at Chen Shifa and Zhou Fenghe with his fingers, and walked outside.

"Director Wang, should you have dinner here tonight?" Chen Shifa sincerely tried to keep it.
Chapter completed!