Chong Sheng 1977Nian Cong Zhi Qing Kai Shi

"Didn't you cook?"

When Liu Zhen returned to the old bungalow after get off work, she saw Nan Yi cleaning the official hat and chairs there.

"Today, I'm going to eat the most top-notch and most culturally rich food in the capital. It's made quickly, and it will be done in a while."

"Zhajiang noodles?"

"yes."

"I don't want to eat noodles today. On my way back, I saw a new Sichuan restaurant opened in Wukesong. How about eating there?"

Nan Yi frowned and said, "It's several miles to Wukesong, isn't it troublesome?"

"Go ahead, consider it a walk."

"Okay, wait a minute, wait until I clean up these two chairs."

"Where did you buy the chair?"

"Trust store, forty-five dollars a pair."

"oh."

Liu Zhen squatted aside, watching Nanyi tidy up the chairs.

Nanyi carefully wiped the chair with alcohol, then wiped it again with a wet towel dipped in water, and then wiped off the water stains on the chair with a dry towel.

Once cleaned, put the chair aside to dry in the shade.

"Okay, let's go."

"Um."

The two of them left the yard, passed through Gongzhufen, and walked along Fuxing Road. After walking for more than half an hour, they came to the back of Wukesong No. 301 Hospital.

The Sichuan restaurant that Liu Zhen mentioned was on the side of the road, called Tianfu Restaurant, and the two walked into the restaurant, but Nanyi didn't see anyone.

"Are you sure you want to eat here?"

It is said that you have to go to a restaurant with a lot of people to eat. Although there are many people, it is not necessarily delicious, but if there are few people, there is probably something wrong with the restaurant. It is either bad or unaffordable.

"I'm tired from walking and don't want to go, so just eat here."

"Let's do it."

There were only five or six tables in the store. Nan Yi chose one to sit down, but after waiting for a while, no waiter came over, so he knocked on the table, "Waiter, waiter."

"Come on, come on, how many do you want to eat?" Following the ruffian voice, a man came over briskly, "Hey, aren't you that weeping willow Nan Batian?"

"Hey, isn't this Wang Hooligan from the General Training Camp, you are not dead yet?" Nan Yi glanced at another "Nan Yi" acquaintance, the future cultural hooligan Wang Suo.

He was surprised, "Nanyi" has a good circle, why didn't he get ahead?

"Grandma, I didn't die when your son died. I haven't heard from you for several years. What's going on recently?"

"What else can you do, fool around, this is your shop?"

"That's right, my buddy opened it with a comrade-in-arms. Our cook here is good. If you order a few more dishes, we will give you a big discount soon."

"Okay, I see you don't have any guests here, why don't you sit down and have something to eat together?"

"This won't work. I'm going to sit down and eat. How can I still have the nerve to collect money? My buddy has only opened for two days, so let me do some business first."

"Hahaha, that's fine. Pick the one you are good at and have four dishes and one soup. If it tastes good, I will often come to join you in the future."

"Light up, come on, smoke."

Wang Yan took out a cigarette from his pocket, wanting to give Nanyi a cigarette.

"No need, quit."

"Well, Nan Batian has become a good man, he doesn't smoke anymore, and he doesn't go to Bada Hutong anymore." Wang Yan said as if chanting.

Wang Yan is nicknamed a hooligan, and he lives up to his name, and he usually doesn't have good things to say.

As far as Nanyi's memory is concerned, "Nanyi" once blocked Wang Yan, and he was blocked in an alley by himself to clean up. Those who were cleaned up were even worse.

Speaking of which, they can be regarded as enemies, but who makes the culture of the capital strong? Fighting is also a kind of culture. It is not because of enmity. Simply to fight.

Sometimes people don't like each other for no reason, come on, let's have a fight.

To put it bluntly, it belongs to the thugs among the thugs, who don't plan anything, just want to be cool, aren't they thugs?

So, now Nanyi and Wang Yan don't have to face each other with swords, and they can still talk and laugh.

The cook was quite quick, and soon came up with fish-flavored shredded pork, spicy chicken, Kung Pao shrimp, squirrel mandarin fish, and Maoxuewang, but there was no soup.

"Eat, I'll give you this wine."

Wang Yan served Nanyi and the others as a waiter, and brought Nanyi a bottle of Red Star Erguotou.

"Thank you, let me introduce you, Liu Zhen, my girlfriend, not Mi."

"Don't be polite, just come here often in the future. Liu Zhen, you come here often too." Of course Wang Suo understood what Nanyi said, which meant that Liu Zhen was his serious girlfriend, not a blind honey.

After Wang Yan said a few words on the occasion, he left, and Nanyi and Liu Zhen began to eat.

"The taste is not bad, similar to the taste of Emei Restaurant." Liu Zhen said after taking a sip.

"Where is Emei Restaurant now?"

Two years ago, Nanyi saw a sign hanging on the entrance of Emei Restaurant on Taipingqiao Street, which said the store would be relocated, but it didn't say where it would be moved, so he asked this question.

"The second floor of Xidan shopping mall, I heard that it may be moving again."

"oh."

"Two days ago, I heard from Master Peng Xiuquan that there was a yard in Ya'er Hutong for sale. I went to see it. The yard is not bad."

"Why, do you want to buy it? What price?"

"The price is quite high, 500,000. If it is cheaper to give US dollars, 40,000 US dollars will do."

"The landlord is planning to go abroad?"

"I didn't say it, but it should be. I heard that there is a son in the country."

"If you really like it, you can lower the price. The money can be paid directly to his son in the country, and he won't have to spend the money outside. But, who are you going to name it?" Nan Yi asked meaningfully .

"I have nowhere to hang, you find someone."

"OK, then don't show up, I'll let someone deal with it."

"Alright." Liu Zhen nodded and said, "I think a good courtyard house will definitely increase in value in the future. Prepare some money for me, and I plan to collect a little more."

"You can take it if you want. There should be more than 20 million Hong Kong dollars in the Far East trade account. You can move this money. There are more than 700,000 yuan in the cellar under the bed. There are still more than 700,000 yuan in the basement of the Nanzhai More than one million, you can use it if you want."

Nan Yi lowered his voice, and said in French: "Far East Trading is public funds, you have to return it if you use it, and the rest is my private money, you can use it as you like. I will ask someone to open an account for you at Nanguo Bank. Time, I will deposit 100 million Hong Kong dollars for you, this is your private money."

Nanyi said it lightly, but how can he have any money now, he still has some RMB, and other, his private money is already empty.

"Um."

After the two finished their business, they changed the topic and talked about TV and movies. Liu Zhen was explaining the plot of "Old Things in the South of the City" to Nanyi, when a man came over.

"Dude, does it taste alright?"

"It's not bad. The taste is quite authentic. It's comparable to Emei Restaurant. Ye Chengduo, is this a deal between you and Wang Hooligan?" Learn now and sell now.

"Yeah, I, Wang Yan and another buddy are in partnership. I don't know what happened today. There are so few people. We usually have a lot of people. Let me tell you, we can do more than three hundred a day. On a good day, we can do more than 300 people." Make five hundred."

"Hey, then you guys are really crazy, three hundred a day, four thousand five thousand a month, not fifty-four thousand a year?"

"What algorithm? Isn't three hundred a day and nine thousand a month?"

"Didn't I just calculate the profit for you directly? Is it okay to earn half and half?"

"How can there be so much? It would be nice to have 30% of the profit."

"Come on, I also open a restaurant, I don't know how much profit there is."

"Hey, I said Nan Batian, you just told me that you were fooling around, and when you get to the house, it will become a restaurant. Are you here today with love?"

Wang Hao came over at some point.

"What the hell, once you said that you opened this restaurant, I knew it must be wrong. Take a look at your own business material, and look at the weights. He seems to be a businessman."

"Hey, look at people through the crack of the door, right?" Wang Yan rolled up his sleeves, looking at the posture and wanting to make a move.

"What, want to overturn?"

"Huanzi, I think what Nan Batian said is quite right. You are really not suitable for business. You can look around by yourself. I will let you visit the store for a day. There is not a single person." Ye Qian agreed with Nanyi's words.

"Hey..."

Being bullied by Nan Yi and Ye Qi at the same time, Wang Yan also lost his temper.

"Nan Batian, where is your store?"

"Duanjin Building on Qianmen East Street."

"Hey, that store is not small. You opened the relationship. Let me tell you, the last time I went to your store, I heard someone called Boss Nan. That's your brother, right?"

"It should be, I don't know, I don't usually go to the store, let my brother take care of it."

"Yeah, the business is getting big. If you don't manage such a big store yourself, how can you make a fortune? Let my buddies learn too." Ye Qian pulled a stool and sat next to Nanyi, looking at the posture, he really wanted to inquire. .

As for Nanyi, he took the initiative to reveal that the Duanjin Building is his own, and he also meant to be close to the two of them. Tota Construction and possible future industries want to develop well in the capital, so it is necessary to make friends with these big courtyard children.

Especially if you want to enter the cultural industry in the future, you have to make friends with them. The initial film and television industry can be said to be the world of the Beijing circle, that is, the world of the children of the big courtyard.

Nanyi himself has no idea to get involved in the mainland film and television industry, but he doesn't know whether Fan Hongdou and his and Liu Zhen's children will get involved in the future. , by themselves.

"Didn't I jump in the queue at Shenzheng? The head of that village is very business-minded. He opened a garment factory and a food factory in the village a long time ago. Now the business is very good. I heard that Wenchang Garment Factory ever?"

"I've heard of it. Isn't this factory made the flared pants earlier in the morning, but I haven't heard of them in the past two years. What's the matter?" Ye Qian said.

"Isn't it difficult to get fabrics in the past two years? No way, I can only do processing with supplied materials, and all the clothes are sold abroad. After I graduated from university, I was sent to work in Xiangtang. There are familiar people there, so I help contact customers. What's the matter, a year's commission is also a lot of money."

"Okay, Nan Batian, that's amazing. I've been to college, which school?" Wang Yan said.

Nan Yi waved his hand, and said with false modesty: "It's not very good, just an unknown school, on South Street, does Beijing University know?"

"Nan Batian, I'll kill you to death, I pretended to be for you." Wang Suo jumped to his feet when Nan Yi forced him to pretend.

"Hahaha." Nan Yi laughed and waved his hands again, "It's all right, I won't pretend anymore."

"Speaking seriously, we are also thinking about doing some business. A few days ago, Suzi and I also ran across the south, went down to Yangcheng, and bought electronic watches, but the market of electronic watches is not good, and there is no profit.

Didn’t you stay in the south? Do you have a way? Tell us some good products. Tapes and jeans are all good. It’s even better if you can get a flight jacket from the US military. Many people want this stuff. "

"which one?"

"It's from World War II, what is it called A..."

"It's a shirt collar, isn't it?"

"That's right, it's the shirt collar."

"Oh, that's an A2 flight jacket. The genuine ones are rare, and no one will buy them when they come back."

"How much does it cost?"

"It costs more than 200 US dollars. How much do you think it will cost in China?"

"Fuck, that's expensive enough, I can't get it."

"It's not that you can't get it, you can get imitation ones too, but they won't be cheap, you'll have to sell them for two hundred."

"Two hundred is fine. If you want it, you are willing to spend it. How about it? Can you get us a batch?"

"Okay, let me ask for you, how much do you want?"

"How much does it cost to get the goods?"

"It's estimated to be a few dozen, not more than a hundred, and you can earn half and half."

"One hundred, I have to see how much money I can get together." Ye Qian said vaguely.

"It's okay, I'll help you ask first to see who can get it, and if you get the letter, you can talk to the other party yourself."

"Sure, thank you in advance."

"No thanks, Rogue Wang, let's settle the score." Seeing that Liu Zhen was already sitting there without moving his chopsticks, Nan Yi said to Wang Hao.

"What's the deal? I'll treat you this time." Ye Qian said generously.

"No, one yard is worth one yard. When you open the door for business, you can't just meet people for free. You can give me a discount."

"Come on, you give me eight yuan."

Nan Yi did some calculations, and the average of the five dishes was about two yuan and five a piece.

"Then I'll go first. I'm living in an old bungalow on the South Street. If you have time, you can come and sit with me, but I may not be there. Call before you come, 26822, my number."

"Okay, let's go to your place another day, let's have a drink."

"Okay, just come, let's go first."

Nanyi stood up, the two sides exchanged greetings again, and then left.

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