Return to the era: starting from the state-owned hotel

Chapter 159 Censorship on the Eve of the Canton Fair
Jiang Feng hugged the lunch box and showed a rare smile when he saw Su Qingfeng's expression.

He stood there with a cool look on his face, and his tone couldn't help but contain the naughty and proud tone unique to his age:
"I pulled off Feng Guiyong and Miao Aihua's shoes. Most of their money was placed under their feet, so I took it out."

Su Qingfeng looked at the money in his hand and felt a little hot.

Vaguely, it seems that there is always a sour smell.

He touched Jiang Feng's head and said earnestly, "Jiang Feng, you did a good job. But there is one thing I still have to tell you."

Jiang Feng grimaced, nodded, then found a small bench, sat on it, and placed his hands on his knees in an orderly manner.

Seeing him like this, Su Qingfeng started to persuade him, "There is a saying that you should have heard, you often walk by the river and your shoes don't get wet. If this happens once or twice, it's not bad to punish evil and promote good..."

Jiang Feng pretended not to hear the rest and was intoxicated by Su Qingfeng's words "punish evil and promote good" and "not bad".

His cheeks were slightly red and he felt a little embarrassed.

But on the surface, he still nodded, indicating that he understood what Su Qingfeng meant.

Doesn't this mean that he should be sheared regularly so that the old Feng family is not bald all at once?

Su Qingfeng was relieved to see Jiang Feng's rare well-behaved look, but looking at the boy's eyes, he felt that something was wrong.

It's just that there are so many people coming and going here, and you never know when a naughty kid will show up.

After a brief exchange, Su Qingfeng divided the money ticket in half, keeping half for himself and half for Jiang Feng.

As for Feng Guiyong and Miao Aihua... Su Qingfeng didn't consider their feelings at all.

The two families had broken up before, and now they were having a big hotpot dinner. Now the two families were basically feuding, and they wished they could never interact with each other until they died.

If Miao Aihua died one day, the old lady might still be able to beat the gongs and drums and set off firecrackers.

Su Qingfeng felt that with the old lady's temper, she would probably do such a thing.

Seeing Jiang Feng's back fading away, another shout came from the room.

The name that happened to be called was Su Qingfeng.

As soon as Su Qingfeng heard this, he ran into the house.

At this time, the room was full of people.

The fire pit and fire wall inside were so hot that Su Qingfeng didn't stay long before he started to sweat slightly on his forehead, driving away the coldness all over his body.

At this time, the seventh uncle, the captain and the village party secretary from the village were also in the room.

On the kang, the old couple of the Su family and Zong Baoguo were also sitting.

The guards around Zong Baoguo have upright and awe-inspiring looks, and are the most popular looks in this era.

Especially the green military uniform he wore seemed to add a touch of extraordinary aura to him.

If it weren't for the wrong time, the captain and the village party secretary's wife would be eager to help him find matchmakers.

Such a spirited young man would be a hot commodity even if he were placed in the city.

It's a pity... now is not the time to talk about this.

I saw the seventh uncle holding the crutch tremblingly, his turbid eyes opened slightly, and his eyes were full of excitement, "Comrade leader, you mean that not only was Sanyang not abducted, but he also became a high official? "

Zong Baoguo felt helpless when he heard this.

This old man is older than him, but his obsession is deeper than him. He only thinks about honoring his ancestors, and he is also a fan of officials.

But as I get older, it seems good to have this kind of support.

Zong Baoguo has seen many people, no matter how weird they are, so the seventh uncle's little weirdness is not harmful, but seems a bit real and cute.

He nodded, "It's roughly like this. Sister, just wait. After half a month, I will call Sanyang over and have a meal with you."

The guard looked at the old lady and the old man. He felt a little depressed because he could not see his son immediately. He couldn't help but think of his old mother.

When he was away from home, his old mother also missed him like this.

Suddenly, I felt something in my heart.

He couldn't help but comfort him, "Mom, don't be sad. You don't know, right? Sanyang is now the brigade commander. He also married a daughter-in-law who is a flower in the art troupe. Now he has a big one and a small one." Two children, the older one is the brother and the younger one is the sister, no, they just make up a good word."

Not long after he finished speaking, the guard wanted to say more, but unexpectedly, the back of his head hurt.

Turning his head, he found that it was Zong Baoguo who gave him a slap in the face with an expressionless face.

He didn't speak, but signaled the guard with his eyes: Look at the good thing you did!
The guard turned his head in confusion, but happened to see the old lady's eyes red, lowering her head and wiping tears.

His heart skipped a beat, wondering where he had said the wrong thing.

Immediately afterwards, he heard the old lady say: "After so many years... Sanyang has married a wife, and I, the mother-in-law, was the last one to know... How much hardship he has suffered... I I don’t know at all…”

The old man was introverted and had a calm expression, but the frequency with which he smoked revealed his inner unrest.

This thing is a knot in the heart, and Su Qingfeng knows it's hard to persuade.

He simply walked out and prepared to clear the table.

Who knew that as soon as he walked over, a group of aunties drove him out.

"Go, go, go, this is what us women should do. Qingfeng, your hands are so precious, how can you do such rough work?"

Su Qingfeng returned to the room next to her and saw that it was filled with various gifts for the hot pot feast.

Compared with the handfuls of red envelopes in previous lives, these things are extremely simple.

But in this barren age, these baskets of mushrooms, eggs, wild duck eggs, and even baskets made of grass are all rare gifts.

Su Qingfeng even found well-packaged and complete types of commonly used medicinal materials among these gifts.

These medicinal materials have been processed and dried in the sun, and their medicinal properties have been fully retained.

Now, when making part of the medicinal diet, you can save a lot of money.

While Su Qingfeng was digging around, the old lady's mood finally calmed down.

It was at this time that Su Qingfeng held a large bowl in both hands, filled with eggs in sugar water, which was sweet and could quench thirst.

Su Qingfeng gave an egg to the old man and the old lady, and the old lady happened to be a little tired.

Feeling out of breath and having an emotional breakdown again, repeating this over and over again is very damaging to the liver.

She was eating the sweet eggs in sugar water, and suddenly came back to her senses, a little surprised, "Why does this egg water look like this?"

Su Qingfeng laughed and said, "Milk, these are sugar-watered eggs. Southerners and city dwellers in Shanghai eat this way. You can try it."

The old lady frowned, but out of trust for her grandson, she took a sip of the sugar-watered egg and took another bite of the egg.

Hmm...how can I describe this smell?

At first, the old lady felt a little uncomfortable when the sugar water and egg yolks were mixed together.

But as I ate more, I gradually got used to it.

She discovered the benefits of doing so.

The presence of sugar water just alleviates the dryness of eating egg yolk alone. The two melt in the mouth, and there is a sweet aroma. After fully accepting it, the taste is really good.

After Zong Baoguo drove the guards out, he said in a good voice, "Sister, don't worry, wait another half a month, just half a month! I have designated for your family to be reunited."

When Su Qingfeng heard this clear flag, his eyelids twitched for some reason. …

Half a month passed quickly.

During this process, Su Qingfeng's team's research on canned braised pork was coming to an end.

The canned fruit group on the other side was already on the verge of falling apart. However, under Xu Zheng’s organization, it finally took shape and slowly began research and development.

But this time, both the masters and Xu Zheng strictly prohibited Liya from intervening.

Liya is a person who can't accomplish big things and makes trouble even with small things.

He treats Xu Zheng well, but when he treats other people, he always feels like he's looking at them with his nostrils turned upward.

Inside the factory, people had already criticized Liya, but due to Xu Zheng's identity, they couldn't say much openly.

I just don’t know why, but the news about Su Sanyang never came.

The old lady was a little panicked at first, but soon she stopped thinking about those miscellaneous things.

because……

The Spring Festival of 1972 was in February.

After such a period of time, it is almost April, and the agricultural slack is about to end.

Of course, this is not the point.

The point is - the Canton Fair is about to begin!

Su Qingfeng remembered that in his previous life, many people thought that things like the Canton Fair should only exist after the reform and opening up.

In fact, the first Canton Fair was held at the Sino-Soviet Friendship Building in Guangzhou as early as April 1957, 4.

As for Su Qingfeng and others, this time they went south. In addition to the food factory in Honggang Town, major food factories in other counties and provincial towns also participated in the Canton Fair.

Not to mention those in other counties, the food factories in the provincial capital alone are enough to become the strong rivals of the food factories in Honggang Town.

If the director of the food factory in Honggang Town had not been related to Xu Zheng, Xu Zheng might not have made such a trip to help his competitors.

……

On the Su family’s dining table.

Su Qingfeng held a notebook in his hand while chewing the steamed bun. After swallowing the steamed bun, he pretended to babble again.

Su Siwei frowned when he heard the quarrel, "What are you talking about all day long? Why are you talking about these birds?"

Seeing that he was speaking harshly, Bai Jing glanced at him and said mercilessly, "What do you know? This is English, what foreigners would say."

Su Siwei didn't understand half of it, but he didn't understand anyway, so he simply asked what was in his heart, "Then why don't you learn Mao Ziyu? Let me see..."

Halfway through his words, he thought of the current situation and suddenly shut up.

Su Qingfeng was immersed in his own world and continued to wow.

His character is that he has never been exposed to foreign languages.

Therefore, he did not force himself to reach the state of barrier-free communication in his previous life in just one or two months.

Otherwise it would be too scary.

It's already good to have a brief communication.

Before breakfast was finished, Fang Jidong and Xie Baolu came rushing from the brigade headquarters.

They often hang out there because the brigade headquarters has the only telephone in the village.

These two noble people have a lot of things to do, and now they are in the countryside. They can't find anyone and communication is not convenient. They get a call almost every three or five times.

Fang Jidong was chewing a long wilted cucumber in his mouth, looking very down-to-earth.

He waved to Su Qingfeng, "The town is going to inspect the cans. Follow us quickly. Whether we can go to the Canton Fair depends on this."

Hearing this, Su Qingfeng didn't care about picking up some pickles with chopsticks and taking a bite of steamed buns.

He put down his chopsticks, put the steamed bun into his mouth in almost three strokes, turned around and said hello, put on his coat and dog-skin felt hat, and ran forward.

He left happily, but he didn't see that after he left, Su Siwei's jaw dropped and he even dropped his chopsticks to the ground.

He only knew that while Su Qingfeng was working in a state-owned hotel recently, he also went to the food factory to research canned food. He heard that the welfare was pretty good, and he could bring back a little lard and lard residue from time to time.

But he really didn’t expect it!
This research on a can can actually make it to the Canton Fair!

Where is the Canton Fair?
Is it accessible to ordinary people?

Su Siwei himself felt a little like a dream. Could he have given birth to such a capable son?
Do not!
of course not!

He also needs help from his wife hehehe...

Su Siwei started to giggle alone, his face glowing with smile. Bai Jing frowned as she watched from the side. She always felt that with this guy's temperament, he didn't seem to be thinking of anything good.

She stretched out her hand and waved it in front of Su Siwei, trying to wake him up.

Then Su Siwei took her hand, kissed her, and said with a silly smile, "Daughter-in-law, you are so kind."

Bai Jing's cheeks were slightly red, "What's better?"

Su Siwei didn't even think about it, "Fortunately, I gave birth to a son."

The blush on Bai Jing's face faded, and she kicked him over with a cold expression, "Get out."

"……okay."

……

Honggang Town.

food factory.

Su Qingfeng's group and another group of masters were in a state of confrontation.

In front of Su Qingfeng and others, there was a can wrapped with a photo of braised pork.

On the other side, there are canned peaches, canned cherries and other canned fruits.

At the same time, there are also some highly respected master chefs who are specially selected to taste these cans.

Tasting happens very quickly, and most of them are just a quick taste.

Although canned fruits taste good, they are on the sweet side. They are blindly catering to the tastes of foreigners, thus losing the taste of fruits.

But this is also something that can't be done.

The market is just like that.

If you want to chase the market, you have to give up something.

However, when they tasted the canned braised pork, many master chefs heated it slightly and took a brief taste, and their eyes suddenly lit up.

This canned braised pork... is unexpectedly amazing!
It's even more delicious than some freshly cooked braised pork, which shows how valuable the secret recipe is.

After the masters tasted it, they informed the director of the food factory and...Xu Zheng about the result.

　First update, more to come later
　　
　
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