I Had a Home In 1982

   Chapter 280 279. Public Restaurant (ask for a monthly pass at the end of the month)

   No one disturbed him, Wang Yi was happier.

  The pen walks the dragon and the snake.

   As usual, after the lunch break was over, the students came to class, and Wang Yi handed over the notebook to Qiu Weishui.

   Qiu Weishui happily came to pick up the notebook, his ponytail jumped happily behind his head.

   Quite a few female teachers looked at her enviously.

   Talented people these days are very popular in society even if they look a little sloppy. Now is an era when writing poetry can support a family and become famous.

   Qiu Weishui got the notebook and asked Wang Yi, "Are many teachers looking for you to copy "Long Aotian Global Adventure"?"

   Before Wang Yi could answer, she shook the notebook and said, "Don't worry, I will read it as soon as possible, so that other teachers can copy it as soon as possible."

  Wang Yi wanted to tell her that the male teachers were not interested in adventure, but were interested in finding a partner, but after thinking about it, he still didn't say it.

  Girl is proud that he has written an outstanding literary work, so don't beat her positive mood.

  The female teachers were also very interested in this novel. They went to Huang Hui, Mo Zhizhi, Xu Heng and others, and asked them to ask them to copy the first two novels themselves and go back and tell them to the students.

  The male teachers faltered.

   None of them copied "Long Aotian", they were all fascinated by "Girl's Heart", and some of them were excited for "Second Handshake" all noon.

   This was misunderstood by the female teachers. The female teachers scolded them for being stingy like sucking their fingers and digging their eyes: "Mr. Wang is the author and doesn't care about letting outsiders see.

   "Fuck, they must have done something bad, they didn't copy fairy tales!"

  The female teachers borrowed Wang Yi's first draft and agreed to copy it during recess.

Some male teachers in the outer dormitory asked the teachers in the male dormitory No. 1 why they didn't transcribe the story. 》——

  Good guy, these guys are in a hurry.

  Wang Yi was secretly worried about them, if this guy came to the government to crack down on pornography, the private teacher team in Haifu County's education sector would lose half of the country!

   He was far away from the group, gave Qiu Weishui his notebook and left the campus.

   Even if the County No. 1 Middle School really cracks down on pornography, it has nothing to do with him!

   He went directly to the second cafeteria. At this time, Huang Huihui was washing pears. When she saw him coming, she quickly wiped one and handed it to him: "Mr. Wang, this is the pear brought by Uncle Gao. You can taste it, it's sweet."

Wang Xianggao was talking to Huang Dajun, when Wang Yi arrived, he introduced: "Teacher Wang, look, I have a new apprentice, and when the army is ready, he will learn woodworking with me, and then we will make reclining chairs together. Super efficient!"

  Wang Yi was anxious when he heard it, and said, "How long will it take? The leg of the army has to recover, and I can't do physical work during the recovery period."

   "It's fine, Teacher Wang, I can do it." Huang Dajun said firmly, "It's hard or not, look at the 25,000 Long March, if you're tired, learn from the old Red Army seniors!"

   "As long as my second operation is over, as long as my legs are fine, I can go to work."

  Wang Yi waved his hand: "You don't have to think about this first, your legs and feet are a lifetime thing, you need to recover first and then work hard. This is called sharpening a knife without accidentally chopping wood."

   "If you can't be free during your recovery, then I'll find you a job, and you can work as a hired hand for me and help me with some work."

  Huang Dajun is a down-to-earth and reliable person, and he plans to send him to Shanghai to be responsible for the future company's business together with Ma Liu.

  Hudu's business he didn't want to let the members of the production team know too much, so it was difficult to find members to work for him.

   Huang Dajun is a good candidate.

   Anyway, he doesn't have any suitable candidates for the time being. He must use Huang Dajun to test the water. If Huang Dajun is not suitable, then forget it. If he is suitable, he has to keep it for himself.

After hearing his words, Huang Dajun was very happy and said, "Okay, Teacher Wang, if you think I can help you, then I will definitely help you do it well, I am afraid that I have no culture and no brains, so I will give you the best. matter."

   Wang Yi said: "You only need to have a willingness to learn."

  Huang Huihui came over with a scoop containing golden pears.

She went out one by one, left a bug-eyed one to wipe it, and said with a smile: "Then our family has too many favors from Teacher Wang, Dajun, if you can help Teacher Wang, you can Do well."

   Huang Dajun hurriedly issued a military order.

  Wang Yi waved his hand and said, "I have great confidence in the army. Another Comrade Huang Huihui, it seems that you owe Comrade Wang Modou more favors? How can you just mention Comrade Wang Modou?"

   Wang Modou laughed.

  Huang Huihui's delicate face suddenly flushed red, and she whispered, "Don't mention it, I keep it all in my heart."

  Wang Xiang smiled and smoked a cigarette, and said, "Huihui doesn't need to be so ostentatious, we are all our own people, we don't mention human feelings."

   Wang Yi stunned: "Is this my own?"

  Huang Huihui was at a loss for a while. Wang Xianggao slowly ate pears and said, "They are all people led by the party, and they are all poor and lower-middle peasants. We are our own comrades. What are we not our own people?"

   Hearing this, Huang Huihui pursed her lips and laughed. She looked at Wang Modou, who winked at her: "My own, we are a family."

  Huang Huihui subconsciously slapped him lightly.

   So Wang Yi will know.

  Wang Modou's marriage has a door.

   He inquired about the time of the second operation.

Wang Modou said: "I have discussed with the doctor that the army will recover better and faster. In this way, the operation will be performed on him before the end of the month, so that Huihui's mother will be taken over next month and he will concentrate on his recovery. "

Huang Dajun held Wang Yi's hand gratefully and said, "Mr. Wang, I have to thank you, you brought me nutritional supplements and good medicines that can only be bought in big cities, it's all your fault. I can recover so quickly."

   "Isn't there any credit for your brother Mo Dou?" Huang Huihui slapped her brother on the forehead.

  Huang Dajun said: "Of course there is, thanks to Brother Mo Dou running back and forth, running to the hospital and running to the clinic these days—"

   Then he turned around and laughed, "But we're a family."

   He is not stupid, and naturally he can see Wang Modou's diligence towards his sister these days.

  Wang Yi asked him about the operation time not only because he cared about him, but also because he was going to be renovated soon. Wang Xianghong is not free today, but he will be sailing to the C-110 warehouse in the city tomorrow to get the decoration materials.

So he informed a few people about the upcoming renovation of the second canteen, and said, "Our relationship in the bathroom is not in vain, let's pick a hospital bed and let the army live there, and then we will try our best to tidy it up this month, so that the army will go next time next time. You can come and live after you leave the hospital.”

  Huang Dajun said: "Mr. Wang, you don't have to think about me like this, um, I'll let my sister go and see if I can rent a house..."

  Wang Yi waved his hand and interrupted him: "You don't need to bother, why spend the money? It's fine to live in the second dining hall, but now we need to renovate the place. We will renovate quickly here, and we can solve it in a few days."

   Wang Modou bit his nails and asked, "Renovation? How to decorate it? The doors and windows of this house are good, at most one paint will do?"

  Wang Yi said, "What you're talking about isn't decoration, it's renovation, and the decoration is exquisite. For example, the ground should be covered with a layer of something called a floor."

  Wang Xianggao was taken aback: "Ah? Flooring? Isn't that a big project? I know this, wood floors and tile floors. We used to do carpentry work for the cadre building before, and the floor was laid on the floor. That's amazing."

  Wang Yi said: "It's really a big project, so we can't use it. What we want to lay is not a wooden floor, but something called floor paper."

   "And the wall, what do you think the wall looks like? It's been a long time, and the wall has fallen off too much. It stands to reason that we have to shave it -- you understand it? Scrape the putty."

  Wang Xiang nodded high. When the first batch of new buildings were built in the county in the early years, the commune once assembled craftsmen to form a people's service team to help the buildings in the county free of charge. There was also a slogan at that time:

   There have been armed forces surrounding the cities from the countryside, and now there are rural areas supporting urban construction.

   In short, he had seen the decoration methods of buildings in the city at that time, such as hanging ceilings, scraping white, laying floors, installing water pipes, etc., everything was available.

  Wang Yi said: "It's more troublesome to scrape the whites and requires professional craftsmanship. We don't have the ability, let's stick wallpapers!"

   There is a saying of wallpapers in this era, and I am not afraid of being questioned about the origin of these things.

   Right now, Pierre Cardin and the Capital Second Service Bureau jointly built the first Sino-foreign joint venture hotel in China, named Maxim.

  This hotel is located at No. 2 Chongwenmen West Street. It is a French restaurant.

  The ambitious Pierre Cardin wanted to make an exact copy of the original Maxim's store in Paris, including the frescoes full of French style.

  Wang Yi saw relevant reports when searching for decorations in the 1980s. There are many blonde and **** beauties full of classical French style in the murals of Maxime in Paris. Pierre Cardin requested that this thing be moved to the capital of China.

   After asking for instructions, the country finally allowed him to do this, to show the country's unswerving determination to maintain the reform and opening-up line, as well as the idea of ​​gradually opening up people's customs.

But after all, this kind of thing is too shocking to the world. After negotiation between the leaders of the Second Service Bureau and Pierre Cardin, they finally decided to decorate the restaurant of the capital Maxim with classical murals. Paste the wallpaper.

   This is the first time that wallpaper has been used in hotel decoration in China. It was previously used in museums, art galleries and other decorations.

  Wang Yi learns and uses it. Anyway, someone asked him about the wallpaper, so he took out the relevant news to prevaricate.

   He spoke out his decoration ideas, and Wang Xiang and others were stunned.

   was shocked.

   They had never heard of these things, and they never thought they could decorate a hotel like this.

Then Wang Xianggao quickly questioned, pointed to the roof and said, "This roof is empty, and the beams are directly exposed. It does not match the floor paper on the ground and the wallpaper on the wall. You can still get a roof. Paper?"

Wang Yi said with a smile: "No paper is used on the roof, colored threads are drawn on the roof, then balloons are tied, and the bottom is covered with balloons, so that customers come in and look up - hey, you can't see the roof, you can only see countless balloons. !"

  Huang Huihui thought about this scene and shivered with excitement: "God, how many balloons are there? How beautiful is that, I have never seen such a scene in a movie."

   Wang Modou also praised: "Mr. Wang, how do you have a brain? Why can you think of such a thing?"

  Wang Yi said: "I didn't figure it out myself, I learned it from foreigners. When you have a chance to watch foreign movies, you will see that they are better decorated."

   This era is going to be fashionable, just like the establishment of an Internet celebrity restaurant in 22 years to attract a large number of customers, the Chinese people in the 1980s were the most popular with foreign aesthetics.

   Take the Maxim French restaurant, which will open in September, for example. In this era when the per capita salary of workers is only a few dozen yuan, the western restaurant costs 200 yuan per person for a meal!

   But still overcrowded!

   So even in 1982, there are still rich people in this society.

  Wang Xianggao also inspected the tables, chairs, doors and windows of the second cafeteria. If there are any areas that need carpentry repairs, he will have to start the construction period tomorrow.

   The two discussed and gestured for a while and decided to go back to the production team first, and found a boat for the return journey.

   In the afternoon of the next day, after Wang Yi finished writing "Long Aotian Global Adventure", he left the school and came to the second cafeteria. At this time, Wang Xianghong, Wang Xianggao, Bold and others all came.

  Huang Dajun has moved to the clinic. At first, Wang Yi did not invite Director Zheng and the trainees to eat Liangpi for nothing.

Compared with other clinics, their clinic is relatively close to the county hospital, which leads to a lot of patients in their clinic on weekdays, but not many hospitalizations. County Hospital.

   In this case, the ward in the clinic is relatively free. The four beds in the ward where Huang Dajun lives are all empty, and three people can live here at the cost of one person.

   Of course, Wang Modou implicitly expressed that he would give them a meal of Liangpi for dinner every day.

  The second cafeteria needs to be cleaned and decorated. Huang Dajun has a nurse to take care of it, so Huang Huihui and Wang Modou come to help with the work during the day.

  Wang Yi showed the floor leather and wallpaper, Wang Xianghong and others were the same as yesterday's Wang Xianggao.

   was dumbfounded on the spot.

   They touched the floor leather and repeatedly praised: "This is a good thing, right? It's a mat? Now all the beds in the city are covered with this kind of artificial leather mat, which is warm in winter and cool in summer."

   "Mr. Wang is going to put this on the table? It's a bit of a waste. How good is it to make the bed, just wipe the table clean."

   "What material is this made of? Artificial leather? It's so easy to touch."

   Listening to their compliments, Wang Yi smiled bitterly: "This is for paving the ground..."

   "Nonsense!" Wang Xianghong cried out after hearing his words, "We are reluctant to put this good thing on the table and chairs, and you said that it is on the floor? This is a great waste and a great crime!"

  Wang Yi said: "How about the same floor tiles as the Maxim restaurant in the capital? To be honest, that thing is really expensive!"

   It is impossible for him to fiddle with the floor tiles here for 22 years, not to mention that it is difficult to explain the origin, and he cannot stand the amount of engineering to carry.

   Boldly rubbed his feet on the ground and said, "This is a concrete floor, how flat it would be, why do you want to put something else on it?"

  Wang Yi patiently said: "Comrades, what we want to do is not just a restaurant, but a restaurant - to be in line with international standards!"

   "The restaurant must have the style of the restaurant, and the decoration must be fashionable, so as to attract the cadres and workers in the county to consume."

   Now, regardless of whether state-run restaurants or self-employed individuals, the main consumers are cadres, workers and other nobles of the era who eat commercial grains with iron rice bowls.

  Wang Xianghong said with a smile: "Mr. Wang, you are wrong, you have a capitalist inclination, we open restaurants to serve the people, so that the people can eat good food."

   "Do you remember the instructions from Leader Ye on the night of the 14th about leasing the second canteen to our production team? Tell us about it to the comrades."

  Wang Yi groaned and cleared his throat.

  The crowd listened attentively.

   Then Wang Yi said: "Forgot."

   "Hey!" Bold and Wang Xianggao shook their hands.

  Wang Xianghong glared at him: "What did you cultivate when you came here to study at the County No. 1 Middle School? You can cross the boat after a hundred years of cultivation?"

   He cleared his throat and said, "Leader Ye gave an affectionate exhortation when he mentioned contracting the second canteen to our production team."

"He said that the first is to use waste to create profits for the country and the collective, the second is to activate the economy of our county, the third is to help our production team achieve economic progress, and the fourth is to solve the problems of the people. The people's growing demand for a higher quality of life."

  Wang Yi pondered for a while, and it seemed that he really said that.

   Is it word for word?

  Wang Xianghong said: "What do I mean by repeating the leader's advice? I just want to tell Mr. Wang that he made a mistake in opening this restaurant."

   Wang Yi said: "I'm not mistaken about this, my original intention was to make money for our production team."

   Bold and the others suddenly laughed.

   This is also their original intention.

  Wang Xianghong asked: "Then who agrees with Teacher Wang to spread this thing on the ground for people to step on, make people spit, and make people throw cigarette butts and soot?"

  Bold and the others shook their heads immediately.

   All against.

  Wang Yi was thinking about how to convince them. At this time, Wang Xianghong suggested: "But Mr. Wang studied in the capital after all. He must be better at economic matters than us."

   "So he said that it must be reasonable to make this restaurant more fashionable. We can cut these artificial leathers and spread them on the table as tablecloths. Isn't this a very fashionable thing?"

  Wang Xianggao said: "Yes, it is good to spread it on the table as a tablecloth. It is too wasteful to spread it on the ground, and I am afraid it will be reported by the people."

   These words really reminded Wang Yi.

  In 1982, he had his own national conditions and people's conditions. He should not only use his mind beyond the times to do things, but also respect the opinions of people in this era.

   So he said: "What you said is reasonable, then instead of spreading it on the floor, spread it on the table, and then stick the wallpaper on the wall. Do you have any opinion on this?"

  The wallpaper he bought was painted with the concentrated scenic spots of the motherland, the snow-capped Daxing'an Mountains, the hot Flaming Mountains, the warm spring city of Dianchi Lake, and the beautiful scenery of Jiuzhaigou—the same style as the stickers he bought for Qiuweishui.

   Qiu Weishui especially likes those stickers, so Wang Yi thinks that people in this era should all like it, and it can even give people in the county a sense of surprise.

   As the wallpaper was displayed, Wang Xianghong and others were amazed.

   Wang Zhuangyuan, who came to help, said excitedly:

   "In the Daxing'an Mountains, snowflakes are still fluttering; on both sides of the Yangtze River, willows have begun to sprout; on Hainan Island, flowers have bloomed; how vast our motherland is!"

Boldly heard this and was more excited than his son. He slapped his son directly on the head, and then said to the left and right in surprise: "Did you hear it? Did you hear it? This kid from my family looked at this beautiful wallpaper and wrote a song poetry!"

   Wang Zhuangyuan said: "Dad, you really have no culture. This is in our first-year Chinese textbook. I listened to the first-year students' recitation and memorized it."

   Boldly heard that and immediately became discouraged: "I just said, how can you have such talent? I think that you don't have this knowledge even if Wen Quxing smashed the grave of our ancestors."

  Wang Yi said: "You dare to encourage your son more in the future. The champion is very powerful. He just listened to the first-year students recite this text and memorized it. What does this mean? It means that he has a good memory!"

  Wang Xianghong lit a bag of cigarettes, looked at the mural with great interest, and said, "Okay, this thing is really good, Mr. Wang, is this what you said about the decoration of the Mark and Mother Mark Qin Hotel?"

   "It's Maxim." Wang Zhuangyuan actively showed his good memory.

   Wang Xianghong said with a smile: "Yes, Maxim, what is the origin of this restaurant? Why haven't I read the newspaper every day and I haven't seen any introduction about it?"

Wang Yi said: "It's a French restaurant. I still read the introduction about it from the newspaper you lent me. It's the news in the "Economic News". A word from Dan—"

   "If I can drive Maxim in the capital of China, then I can drive Maxim on the moon!"

  Wang Xianghong finally remembered: "Oh, I have an impression of you saying this. I was discussing it with the clerk at the time. This foreigner has a really big tone."

  The wallpaper must be pasted, so the colorful strings are provided by Ma Liu, and Wang Yi provides colorful balloons.

   He said that it was a toy provided to the school by the unit in Shanghai, but he used it for the restaurant.

   In this way, the walls of the hotel should be pasted with wallpaper, the roof should be tied with balloons, and the tables should be covered with floor leather, and the interior of the hotel should be decided.

   In addition, there is a hard pack, and Wang Yi asked to set up several private rooms.

  The layout of the second canteen is a large unit canteen. In this case, it is not easy to set up private rooms. Wang Yi suggested that the north area of ​​the canteen should be partitioned with wooden boards, and then set up a private room with each window as a unit, so that eight private rooms can be set up.

   The last time Zhuang Mancang entertained guests at a foreign guest restaurant, Wang Xianghong ate in the private room. He agreed with Wang Yi's opinion that a private room should be set up.

   And the outside walls of the canteen also have to be decorated, the production team has already prepared, prepared lime and cement.

  Wang Xianghong excitedly expressed that the outside should be smoothed with cement, and then whitened with lime, so that the whole second canteen will look brand new.

  Wang Yi disagreed with his earthy decoration aesthetic. He said: "The idea of ​​leveling with cement is right, but don't put lime on the outside, but inlaid a layer of bamboo chips on the outside!"

   "There are bamboos on the mountains of our Tianya Island. After felling, they are polished into bamboo pieces and attached to the outer walls. Why do we decorate them like this? Because it is unique!"

   "And there is also the meaning of famous sayings in ancient times - you can eat without meat, and you can't live without bamboo. Without meat, you will be thin, and without bamboo, you will be vulgar."

   "In this way, as long as the outer wall is pasted with bamboo pieces, the name of the restaurant will come out, and it will be called a good restaurant!"

  Wang Xianghong shook his head: "A good restaurant? This is also a name? I don't think it's appropriate. The name is not popular enough. I think it should be called Dazhong Restaurant."

  Wang Yi also shook his head: "Your name, Secretary, is popular but not loud enough. You can read the name of the good restaurant for yourself. Is it very loud?"

   The others looked at each other, not knowing what to say for a while.

  Wang Yi and Wang Xianghong discussed for a while, and finally decided to take a step back and name the hotel: the two of them took half of the proposed names to make up a new name——

   Mass restaurant!

When the name    came out, everyone hurriedly applauded: "Good name!"

   "Popular and loud!"

Wang Modou said weakly, "Secretary, Mr. Wang, have you overlooked something? The bamboo itself is very green and beautiful, but after pruning it is attached to the concrete wall, it will turn yellow when the sun shines. It doesn't look good."

  Wang Yi said, "I've thought about this. Isn't there a green paint in the warehouse in the team? If you put a layer of green paint on it, it will be green again?"

   Wang Xianghong asked suspiciously, "We don't plan to use the word 'good' as our name, why do we have to use bamboo pieces to decorate it?"

  Wang Yi said: "Because it's fashionable!"

  Wang Xianghong was speechless when it came to fashion.

   He considers himself an antique and doesn't understand fashion.

   Wang Zhuangyuan slapped the table and said, "Okay, it's decided, the restaurant will be called the public restaurant! Come on, comrades, quack quack quack!"

   The big guy subconsciously applauded enthusiastically.

   Then he asked boldly and suspiciously: "When is it your little bastard's turn to say this? Hold him down and beat him!"

   (end of this chapter)