National Tide 1980.

Chapter 38 Encounter

It was Saturday, May 5th.

It was a hot day.

Concord is on the day shift.

Ning Weimin couldn't be idle at home alone, and washed his clothes all morning.

By noon, he was so tired that his back was sore and his hands cramped.

Then he walked out of the house alone, wanting to eat outside to save trouble.

There is a jingle in the capital that covers all the bustling and bustling cities in the capital.

It is called "In front of Dongsi Xidan Drum Tower, Wangfujing Front Gate Dashilan, and the small door frame alley with a line of sky".

The small door frame Hutong can have such a resounding name, and it is also mixed in it, relying on snacks.

In fact, even the Door Frame Hutong, including the Langfang No. [-], No. [-], and No. [-] connected to him, were almost occupied by snack bars.

What is boiled and roasted, bursting belly, wontons, pies, glutinous rice, cat ears, all the local flavors that Beijing people like, and the taste is very authentic.

It is by no means the so-called Beijing tourist punch-in holy places.

The net sells "outsiders ignoring out-of-towners one-stop", which can be compared.

So on the way to the door frame alley, Ning Weimin thought about it.

What about some meatloaf and porridge?Or to a plate of fried pancakes with garlic?

The meatloaf is boring, and the fried pancake is a bit too vegetarian.

So in the end, it was decided that the Ruibin Building in the door frame alley should be eaten and burned.

The casserole fire is a unique pastry in Ruibin Tower in the capital.

The taste is similar to pot stickers, but the shape is different.

Because of its elongated shape, it can be folded in half when picked up with chopsticks, similar to the ancient shackles that were carried on the shoulders, hence the name Huoyao.

The most famous signature snack of Ruibin Lou is the pork and green onion stuffing.

Its uniqueness is not only the fragrant stuffing, but also the frying temperature.

The master of Ruibin Building can make the color golden, the fragrance is overflowing, but it is not mushy or black.

Ning Weimin felt that he was going to come for the three taels, so he ordered a cold dish and drank some loose beer.

It's definitely satiating and refreshing.

But unfortunately, it is one thing to think well, but another to realize it.

Maybe you've hit something dirty recently.

Ning Weimin's work situation was unsatisfactory, and even such a small wish could not be realized.

As soon as he arrived at the place, he found that all the hutongs that were originally not generous were all silted up.

I don't know how many people stretched their heads to watch the excitement in the Ruibin Building.

At the restaurant's billing counter where the crowd was focused, it was actually the second son of the neighbor Bian's family, Bian Jiangong, and the people from Ruibin Building.

"...What nonsense are you talking about? A bowl of beer and a dish, if you want to buy it, buy it, if you don't buy it, you leave, what are you talking about."

The waiter at the restaurant was already very impatient.

But Bian Jiangong insisted on reasoning.

"Hey, why? It's been published in the newspaper, and it says it's not allowed to do this. Why are you still doing this?"

"You can buy it from the newspaper when it's published in the newspaper. That's all we have here."

"You said it lightly. How much is a bowl of loose beer? How much is a dish? Who can afford it when you sell it together like this?"

"If you can't afford it, don't drink it. Tap water is cheap. Go 'puff your tail'. The supply of beer is not enough. It's not a day or two. Don't look for trouble, okay?"

"Why do you have this attitude? If you talk to me like that again, I can sue you."

"Sue me? Okay, look for us, and he's behind. Go. Go..."

It was a coincidence that Bian Jiangong was just like Master Luo in the courtyard in the first few days, and he was anxious about buying loose beer.

But the difference is that Master Luo is angry that the restaurant has privately raised the price, adding two cents more.

By the time of Bian Jiangong, the situation was obviously worse.

Look at the meaning, because of the shortage, the restaurant no longer only sells beer.

Customers who want to drink must have to sell a dish.

But then again, the restaurant has its own difficulties, and the person in charge of invoicing also has some helplessness.

Because this is the contradiction caused by the mismatch between supply and demand in the market, and the inevitable result that commodity prices do not dare to be released all at once.

Nobody did.

Speaking of beer, in fact, the old capital people didn't like it from the beginning, and it took a long time to get used to it.

For example, after the founding of the People's Republic of China, except for a few wealthy people, ordinary citizens in Beijing were very resistant to the taste of beer.

Most people not only can't taste its fragrance and killing power, but also call it "decoction" and "horse urine".

Later, in the early 60s, because the price of loose beer was cheap, it quenched thirst better than soda popsicles.

It makes people reluctantly change their tastes because of their pockets, from not accepting them to gradually accepting them.

As a result, after getting used to it, it was out of control, because in essence, loose beer is still an addiction.

So the 70s became the golden age of "loose beer" consumption growth.

In this way, people in the capital began to fall in love with it, and then it became a "sought after".

It's just that although more and more people are drinking, the production of beer has not been able to increase.

Soon, people found that "loose beer" on the market became more and more difficult to buy.

The price has also risen from [-] cents a liter, [-] cents a liter, and [-] cents a liter, all the way up to the current [-] cents.

By the summer of this year, almost all the old and young men in Beijing have regarded making a warm pot of "loose beer" as an indispensable enjoyment for summer.

At this time, the capital was still only two old breweries with outdated equipment.

One is a "Five Star Brewery" transformed from the national capital "Shuanghesheng".

One is the "Jingcheng Brewery", which was changed from the little devil "Wale Co., Ltd." in the past.

Even at full capacity, the two breweries can only produce less than [-] tons of beer a month.

If calculated according to the population of more than [-] million in the capital at that time, each person was less than one bottle per month.

But that's not all that can be put on the market.

Because most of the beer produced is sold to cooperative units and does not enter the market.

Another part is dedicated to supplying special commercial systems, large hotels and government guest houses.

In fact, the average consumer can buy less than [-] tons of beer per month.

Most of these [-] tons are still bulk beer.

Think about how big this mouth is.

Calculated at [-] tons, one person can discuss less than one bottle per month.

Not to mention one hundred tons, not even a single wine cup.

Therefore, this year has become the most tense year for the supply of beer in the history of Beijing.

Then, in the summer when the supply is already tight, of course, it is the time when the contradiction between supply and demand broke out this year and reached its peak.

How scarce is Beijing beer this year?

Although every day around ten o'clock in the morning, there are people holding kettles and plastic buckets, eagerly looking forward to the arrival of the car delivering beer.

But the common people are waiting in vain, and there is no trace of beer in the non-staple food store.

These days, it's the "130" tanker that pulls loose beer, and it can't be driven on the street.

Because as soon as it hit the streets, it became the hunting target of the people.

The car was driving ahead, followed by a long line of people on bicycles.

Of course, although it is sometimes possible to catch up to the place where the truck was unloaded, it is too far away.

What's more unfortunate is that it is often an empty can after chasing for a long time, and there is no wine at all.

To say that the only place where you can definitely buy "loose beer" is a restaurant.

But not all restaurants have them, and they have to rely on the public relations capabilities and connections of their respective leaders.

Even if it is obtained, it is not for the people. The bonus of the catering industry depends on this thing to find it, otherwise, who will waste this effort for no reason?

That's why restaurants of all sizes in the capital have posted unwritten rules - "buy half a liter of beer and sell a dish".

Look, it's such a thing, no one can understand it.

Whether it is a consumer or a restaurant, everyone feels that they are aggrieved, and everyone feels that they are in control.

That's really noisy, there's one more to finish?

Fortunately, Ning Weimin knew that this was a festival, unlike the gang of masters who were afraid that the world would not be in chaos.

And thinking about the relationship between the neighbors in the street, and the daily benefits of Uncle Bian and Aunt Bian, there is no reason for him to sit idly by.

Looking at this situation, there is a tendency to take action.

Seeing that the opportunity was not good, he quickly squeezed in and helped to persuade the fight.

The best way to deal with Bian Jiangong, Ning Weimin directly said that Aunt Bian will be here soon.

As soon as he heard the old lady's name being reported, Bian Jiangong was dumbfounded and his momentum was completely destroyed.

Even better, the owner of the restaurant also knew Aunt Bian.

On weekdays, I would nod my head but not look up to see him. Although I didn’t know him very well, I knew it was Duan Ershang’s director of the neighborhood committee.

Naturally, I felt that there was no need to make the relationship stiff.

So the tone eased.

In addition, Ning Weimin would have something to do, he toasted a cigarette and said a few good words, and this one also took advantage of the situation to get off the donkey.

Easily, an imminent conflict becomes invisible.

It's just that although Ning Weimin consciously did a good deed, he was rather complacent.

But the result was far less satisfactory than he expected.

A bunch of good people onlookers, because there is no fun to watch, the "shh" sound is nothing more than that.

The problem is that Bian Jiangong is also a little ignorant of good people.

Go all the way and learn the truth.

Not only did he not thank him, but he also complained about Ning Weimin.

Even looking at the meaning of the blushing face, the thick neck, the fist in the hand, and the twisted face, it seems that he wants to take out all the anger on him.

And just when Ning Weimin regretted meddling in his own business and felt that Bian Jiangong didn't know what to do, something even more unexpected happened.

Bian Jiangong, who is four years older than him.

A man who has been in Inner Mongolia for six years and claims to be able to ride a horse into a wolf.

Suddenly, he was sitting on the ground.

Then, I hugged my head and cried...

(Note: Pouting the tail, a dialect of the 80s in Beijing, refers to the action of bending the waist, holding the faucet, and drinking tap water directly to the mouth.)

(End of this chapter)