The Green Tea’s Crushing Victories in the ’70s

71 cups of green tea

Old man Wen and Uncle Zong's hands were still shaking after they left the yard.

Especially Mr. Wen's face was ugly, he gritted his teeth and scolded the beast several times.

Uncle Zong: "Commander, now think about it, might we have misunderstood? I also grew up watching Rugui, he doesn't look like that kind of person."

Mr. Wen beat his cane on the ground with a bang: "The facts are in front of you, so don't make excuses for him. If you don't believe it, why did you shake like an epileptic seizure just now?"

Uncle Zong: "..."

Tong Xuelu and Wen Rugui had no idea that their behavior had caused a misunderstanding, and Wen Rugui didn't even know that his reputation had been hurt.

In the room, Wen Rugui's face was as red as cooked shrimp, and he didn't dare to look at Tong Xuelu.

So innocent.

Tong Xuelu wanted to laugh and felt that a pure man like Wen Rugui was really rare.

She looked at him, her slender eyelashes blinked: "My feet are no longer numb, I don't need to massage, thank you dear."

relative! like! of!

As soon as these three words came out, Wen Rugui's face, neck and ears were all red as if they had been dyed, as if he would spurt blood if he poked it.

"Hahaha...why do you blush so easily? Do you usually do that too?" Tong Xuelu couldn't help laughing anymore.

Wen Rugui looked at her smiling face like a flower, her heart beat so fast that she almost lost control.

He blushed and shook his head: "No, I'm only blushing to you."

When he saw other women, let alone blush, he couldn't even remember their appearance.

As soon as the words came out, Tong Xuelu's laughter stopped abruptly, and she looked at her with misty almond eyes.

Ugh, who said he was dumb? Who said he can't talk about love?

This is the most beautiful love story she has ever heard in her two lifetimes!

Tong Xuelu glanced outside the door, seeing the silence outside, a sly look flashed in his eyes.

She wants to do something bad...

Tong Xuelu stood up, approached Wen Rugui and lowered her voice, "At this moment, do you want to do something to me?"

As soon as she approached, Wen Rugui could smell the fragrance from her body, it was faint, but it made his heart beat faster and he couldn't stop it.

He felt his heart beating so fast that it almost jumped out of his throat, his throat rolled and he said: "Yes."

Oh!

Tong Xuelu's eyes lit up, and she raised her hair with her fingers and gently brushed his chin: "Then, what do you want to do?"

Wen Rugui's chin was so itchy, he felt as if her hair was not only scratching his chin, but also scratching the tip of his heart.

He spoke again, his voice becoming a little hoarse: "Can you, can you take a... photo and give it to me?"

Tong Xuelu: "..."

There was a few seconds of silence in the air.

Tong Xuelu stared at him blankly, that's all? That's it?

With such a great opportunity, he doesn't want to do some hooligan things?

Wen Rugui saw her staring blankly at him, feeling uneasy: "It doesn't matter if you don't want to take pictures."

The previous ambiguous atmosphere was swept away, and Tong Xuelu sat back on the chair: "Why do you suddenly want my photo?"

Wen Rugui's eyelashes trembled slightly: "Both Zhou Yan and Huang Qimin have photos of their partners."

This sounded aggrieved, like a child who went home and acted like a baby with his parents. Other classmates had new schoolbags, but he didn't.

Tong Xuelu's heart was soft, and she really wanted to rub his head: "Then let's take pictures later."

Now that they are all targets, how can we let him not have a meeting?

What others have, he must have too!

Wen Rugui looked at her eyes full of tenderness: "Okay."

Although they are partners, it is not good for the two of them to stay in the room for too long, so Tong Xuelu suggested going downstairs.

Wen Rugui naturally had no objection.

Unexpectedly, after going downstairs, he found that Mr. Wen and Uncle Zong looked a little strange.

The two of them seemed afraid to make eye contact with him, and when they accidentally met, their eyes also had strange and complicated eyes.

Like sympathy, like guilt, in short, very complicated.

But when their eyes meet Wen Rugui, it's not an exaggeration to describe it as cold and cold.

Uncle Zong originally wanted to cook a sumptuous lunch for Tong Xuelu himself, but because he found out what happened before, his hands trembled badly, so he had to go to the canteen next door to buy two meat dishes and come back.

Old man Wen changed his previous enthusiastic style, and he didn't say anything to Tong Xuelu after the meal.

This made Tong Xuelu and Wen Rugui very puzzled.

After leaving the military compound.

Tong Xuelu sat on the back seat of the bicycle and asked, "Rugui, do your grandfather and uncle Zong have any dissatisfaction with me?"

It was fine before, why did it suddenly become like this?

Tong Xuelu was a little puzzled.

Wen Rugui also couldn't figure it out, and comforted him: "No, Grandpa is very satisfied with you."

He felt that the old man's anger seemed to be aimed at him, but because Tong Xuelu was there, he was too embarrassed to express it.

The two of them thought about it and couldn't come up with a reason, so they put it aside.

When he came to the photo studio, Wen Rugui went to the front desk to pay and issue tickets.

Taking pictures these days is even more luxurious than watching movies.

It costs three cents and four cents to take a ID photo, and four cents and two cents to take a full-body or half-body art photo.

Wen Rugui paid the money and came back with two more fa tickets in his hand. At this time, the fa tickets had three copies.

One for the photo studio stub, one for the photographer, and one for the photographer to use when taking pictures.

Photographer: "You guys want to take two personal photos, and one for a group photo, right?"

Wen Rugui's eyelashes trembled slightly when he heard this.

Before he came, he just wanted a photo of Tong Xuelu, but when he paid the money, he wanted both a single photo and a group photo, and he also wanted to send her a photo of himself.

He seems to be getting greedy.

I don't know if she will feel that she is going too far when she hears it at this time?

Tong Xuelu didn't expect so much at all, they all came, so let's shoot together.

Taking three photos at once will only show that her partner is "rich and powerful"!

Seeing that she didn't object, Wen Rugui secretly breathed a sigh of relief, nodded to the photographer and said, "Yes, two singles and one group photo."

At that time, the camera was still an antique, with a big black cloth covering it, and the photographer had to drill in and look at it several times before taking pictures to be sure.

It was getting late when she came out of the photo studio, and she had to go back to the hotel in the evening.

She is now the manager and master chef of the restaurant, so she can't just ignore everything. Once something happens, she is worried that the three people in the restaurant will not be able to handle it.

Although Wen Rugui felt a little regretful and felt that the time they spent together was too short, he also understood.

What's more, he has to go back to the base this afternoon.

He took Tong Xuelu back to the hotel, and then reluctantly returned to the military compound.

Unexpectedly, just as he stepped into the house, there was a roar from the sofa: "Bastard, kneel down!"

Wen Rugui:?

Mr. Wen glared at him: "Kneel down!"

Wen Rugui: "Grandpa, I can kneel down, but can you tell me what happened first?"

The old man stared at him as if he was worse than a beast.

Mr. Wen picked up the chicken feather blanket that was put aside and was about to greet him.

Uncle Zong hurried up to stop him: "Commander, if you have something to say, please speak up. Besides, if something good or bad happens, it won't be the Commander who will be distressed by then?"

Mr. Wen snorted: "how can I feel sorry for him... You said why are you so mad? How can you do such a thing to other girls in broad daylight? "

Wen Rugui was at a loss: "What did I do?"

Uncle Zong blushed: "If you are home, just admit it honestly, we have heard everything you did in your room at noon!"

There was a "shua".

Wen Rugui's ears turned red, and his eyes drooped to look at the ground.

Seeing him like this, Mr. Wen felt more and more convinced that he had acted like a beast: "You go back to the base today to make a marriage report, and we will go to Tong's house to ask for marriage!"

Wen Rugui was stunned again:?

Marriage report?

courtship?

"But I haven't obtained Xuelu's consent yet."

Mr. Wen was so angry that his beard almost turned up: "You did something like that, and you only come to ask people if you agree with it now. Don't you think it's too late?"

Wen Rugui: "Grandpa, that's what Xuelu asked me to do."

Mr. Wen blushed with anger: "You are shameless! You are a big man who did such a thing, and you still have the face to push it on other girls!"

As he spoke, he wanted to hit it with a feather duster again.

Uncle Zong stopped him again: "Commander, don't be angry, speak up if you have something to say!"

Mr. Wen took a deep breath: "You do as I said, and we will go to Tong's house to propose marriage tomorrow." Maybe there will be children later!

Wen Rugui shook his head: "Grandpa, I can't do this, whether to get married or not requires mutual consent, and Xuelu would not want me to be responsible for her because I massaged her calf."

What?

Massaged calves?

Mr. Wen and Uncle Zong were both stunned.

They made such a shy voice on the top, could it be that they are massaging their legs?

Wen Rugui looked at the two of them, frowned slightly and said, "Grandpa, Uncle Zong, did you misunderstand something?"

The more he thought about it, the more something went wrong.

They were very enthusiastic about Tong Xuelu before, but after they came down from the stairs, they didn't dare to look into Tong Xuelu's eyes, and turned their eyebrows coldly at him.

Now they say that he is a beast, and ask him to propose marriage, don't they think they are on top...

Thinking of this, Wen Rugui had a look of incredulity: "Grandpa, Uncle Zong, how could you have such nasty thoughts?!"

"..."

Both Mr. Wen and Uncle Zong's faces turned red.

The hall was silent for a few seconds.

Mr. Wen coughed and said, "I remember, Old Jiang asked me to play chess, so I have to hurry over."

With that said, he turned and fled.

Uncle Zong: "..."

Commander, you can't be so unkind!

How can we leave him alone at this time and face him like home?

After Wen Ru returned to the base, Tong Xuelu's life returned to its previous calm.

After three days, she went to the photo studio to get the developed photos.

Not to mention, people are good-looking, no matter how poor the camera equipment is, they can still take good-looking pictures.

Among the three photos, Tong Xuelu liked the photo of the two together the most.

In the photo, she was sitting on a chair, and Wen Rugui was standing behind her, holding the chair behind her.

The photographer who helped them take pictures was also quite capable. He captured Wen Rugui's gentle moment and fixed it on the photo.

Tong Xuelu put the photos back in the envelope, and then sent one copy to the base to Wen Rugui.

Back home, the three brothers and sisters of the Tong family were shocked when they saw the photos.

Tong Mianmian's big watery eyes widened, with a look of shock on her face: "Sister, why are you in there?"

Only then did Tong Xuelu realize that Xiaotuanzi had never seen the photos, let alone took them.

She rubbed her head: "This is a photo, just like when we look in the mirror, our appearance will appear in the mirror. Taking a photo is to take a picture of our appearance and keep it forever."

Tong Mianmian tilted her head, apparently unable to digest the words.

But this does not hinder her curiosity and desire for photos.

Brothers Tong Jiaming and Tong Jiaxin looked at the photo eagerly.

Tong Xuelu thought for a while and said, "National Day will be next week, and then our family will take a family portrait."

Tong Jiaxin suddenly looked up at her: "Sister, are you serious?"

Tong Xuelu nodded: "Of course it's true, don't you have pocket money? If you want to take a personal photo, you can use your pocket money."

Tong Jiaming's heart skipped a beat when he heard this.

Tong Jiaxin had a toothache.

Don't look at Tong Jiaxin who is usually a bear, but who would have thought that he is the most miser among the three?

Tong Jiaxin didn't spend a penny of the pocket money she gave them every month, and kept it all in hiding.

As the eldest brother, Tong Jiaming sometimes buys things for his younger brothers and sisters. If the family runs out of soy sauce, he will also pay to buy them, so he is the one who has not saved any money.

Tong Mianmian puffed out her small chest, and said in a childlike voice, "Sister, Mianmian wants to take pictures with you, Mianmian is rich!"

Tong Xuelu couldn't help laughing: "Then my sister will take a photo with Fudo, who is wet."

When Tong Mianmian heard this, her small breasts became more and more straight.

She wants to spend money for her sister, she is very rich!

Two days later, Tong Xuelu received a notice from the Ministry of Commerce asking her to visit Minister Lin's office.

Tong Xuelu was not surprised at all when she received the news.

She explained the matter of the restaurant, tidied herself up a little before going to the commercial department.

When she came to the Ministry of Commerce, Secretary Zhuo told her that Minister Lin was in the chairman's office now, and he didn't know when he would come back.

Tong Xuelu said there was no problem, then took out a small pack of beef balls from the bag and handed it over, "Has Secretary Zhuo ever eaten the beef balls from our restaurant, do you want to try one?"

If it is placed in modern times, it will seem strange to meet people with beef balls.

But in this day and age, food is too precious, especially good food.

Secretary Zhuo had a tense face just now, but now smelling the smell of beef balls, his face could no longer be tense: "No need, Manager Tong eat it by himself."

Tong Xuelu took out a bunch of beef balls and handed them over: "Secretary Zhuo, don't be polite to me. You can try the taste for me. If there is anything that needs improvement, you can tell me."

There are two beef balls in a string, and they are cut into quarters. Secretary Zhuo looked at the beef balls in front of him and couldn't refuse the second time.

She took a bite and was full of praise: "No wonder so many people like your Mala Tang, this beef ball is very chewy!"

Tong Xuelu smiled and said, "It's great that you like it. By the way, did Minister Lin tell me what to do here?"

Secretary Zhuo glanced to the left and right, and said in a low voice, "After your meeting last time, several restaurant managers came to look for Minister Lin. Take out the hot formula and let everyone use it together."

After Secretary Zhuo finished speaking, he quickly added: "Don't let it slip when you go in later, don't say I told you."

Tong Xuelu looked at her gratefully: "Secretary Zhuo, don't worry, you are so considerate of me, how could I confess you? Next time Secretary Zhuo goes to our restaurant, I will cook something delicious for you!"

When Secretary Zhuo heard this, a smile appeared on his face again.

After about ten minutes, Minister Lin finally came back.

He frowned tightly, as if he was worried about something.

Tong Xuelu greeted her with a smile: "Hello, Minister Lin."

Minister Lin seemed to see her just now: "Manager Tong is here? Come in."

As he spoke, he strode into the office. Secretary Zhuo stood up quickly and poured two glasses of water into it.

Minister Lin sat down on the sofa, pointed to the chair opposite him and said, "Manager Tong, sit down."

Only then did Tong Xuelu sit down: "I don't know if Minister Lin called me over this time, is there something wrong?"

Minister Lin picked up the enamel jar and took a sip of water before he said slowly, "Manager Tong is young and promising. This restaurant is getting more and more prosperous every day under your hands."

Tong Xuelu smiled and said, "It's all due to Minister Lin's good leadership!"

Minister Lin smiled: "I went to a meeting recently, and the leaders above severely criticized our commercial department, saying that our commercial department has been consistent for ten years, and the performance has not moved. My old face is blushing."

"At that time, I thought of the restaurant run by Manager Tong, but it has been so prosperous in only half a month. You said that if all the state-run restaurants in Beijing are made to serve Malatang, will the business department's performance be worrying? "

Here comes the recipe grabber.

Tong Xuelu let out a sigh in her heart, and showed a shocked look on her face: "Does Minister Lin mean that he wants to buy seasoning packets from our restaurant? It's not impossible, but it will increase my work. quantity."

"Of course I am willing to contribute all my time and energy to the construction of the country, but now I am not only the manager of the state-owned hotel, but also the master chef of the restaurant. Minister Lin must have heard about my family's situation."

"Both my parents are dead, and my brother and sister are still young. As a sister, I can only spend more time taking care of them, so I really have more than I can do. I can't help Minister Lin, so I can't feel at ease!"

As she spoke, she wiped away tears.

Minister Lin suddenly became anxious: "Manager Tong, please stop crying. You have two jobs. You are an activist among the cadres. No one will criticize you!"

Minister Lin just wanted her to contribute the formula selflessly, but now that he made her cry like this, he couldn't speak.

There is an eighteen-year-old girl who does these two jobs by herself, and also takes care of her younger siblings. If he asks the other party to give up the formula at this time, once it is spread, won't he become a bullying bastard?

Tong Xuelu wiped away tears: "No wonder everyone says that Minister Lin is the reincarnated Bao Qingtian, who acts fairly and justly. Now that Minister Lin said that, I feel relieved!"

Minister Lin was promoted to a high position. In order to maintain his image of fairness and justice, he became more and more unable to speak out what he was saying.

Tong Xuelu continued: "Just now, Minister Lin proposed to buy seasoning packets from our restaurant. I definitely can't do it alone, but I can ask the staff in the store to do it together. It's just that they have done more. work, can we give them an extra salary?"

Minister Lin frowned, and was about to say that it was impossible to calculate an extra salary.

The salary is paid by the Ministry of Finance above. Where does he go to pay the money?

Tong Xuelu didn't give him a chance to speak: "This salary does not need to be paid by the Ministry of Commerce. As long as other restaurants go to our restaurant to buy seasoning packets, the price will be set by us. The extra money will be considered as a subsidy for our employees. Lin What do you think of this, Minister?"

Minister Lin held the enamel jar in his hand and pondered.

In this way, the Ministry of Commerce does not need to pay them an extra salary, and the matter of other restaurants wanting Mala Tang formula is also resolved.

Restaurants can purchase from supply and marketing cooperatives, and naturally they can also purchase from Manager Tong's restaurant, which is not against the rules.

The performance of the hotel has improved, and he can also explain to the leadership.

As for the price being set by herself, it still has to be determined by him in the end. I believe that a smart person like her would not dare to set an outrageous price.

Thinking about it this way is killing three birds with one stone.

The more Minister Lin thought about it, the more he felt that this was a good idea. Of course, he couldn't show it so directly.

"The suggestion made by Manager Tong is also good, but you can go back and make a plan for me for the specific things. I will look back and think it is okay, and I will give you an answer."

Tong Xuelu saw through Minister Lin's tricks at a glance, and nodded repeatedly: "Okay, I'll go back and make a plan according to Minister Lin's advice!"

Tong Xuelu pushed this idea to Minister Lin, saying it was his idea.

If there is any problem in the future, it is good for people to go to Minister Lin directly.

Coming out of the office, Tong Xuelu asked Secretary Zhuo to go to the restaurant for dinner when she was free.

Seeing her relaxed smile, Secretary Zhuo guessed that she had settled the matter.

She also wanted to befriend someone as capable as Tong Xuelu, so she agreed with a smile.

Walking out of the commercial department, the corners of Tong Xuelu's mouth slightly raised.

Let other restaurants go to her restaurant to purchase, and the proceeds do not need to be handed over to the country.

Of course, she will still hand over the money to the Ministry of Commerce later, and then ask the Ministry of Commerce to distribute it to them in the form of subsidies.

In this way, no one dares to criticize.

An unexpected guest came to the hotel that day.

This uninvited guest was none other than Fang Jingyuan's big shit brother Fang Wenyuan.

After Fang Wenyuan came to the restaurant, he ordered a Mala Tang, and started eating quietly in the restaurant.

There is no demon from the beginning to the end.

Seeing this, Tong Xuelu didn't take him to heart.

Restaurants are open for business, and anyone can come and eat as long as they are willing to give money.

Unexpectedly, after eating, Fang Wenyuan walked towards her, hesitated for a long time and said, "It's my birthday in two days."

Tong Xuelu rolled her eyes greatly: "Your birthday has nothing to do with me?"

Fang Wenyuan looked at her in disbelief: "..."

He has been struggling for a long time since returning to the hotel, and he never believes that Tong Xuelu has changed his mind.

Thinking of his previous birthdays, Tong Xuelu was always very active in preparing birthday gifts for him.

But he waited for several days, and Tong Xuelu didn't say anything, so he came here to remind her this time, but he didn't expect to hear this!

in the base.

Love Three Vegetable Chicken eats together in the dining hall.

After eating, Wen Rugui wiped his hands with a handkerchief, and then opened the package in front of Zhou Yan and Huang Qimin.

Zhou Yan and Huang Qimin saw him bring a package to the dining hall just now, and they were very curious: "As home, did your partner send you something again?"

Wen Rugui's face was light: "Yes."

As he spoke, he took out a pack of dried meat from the package, and after showing Zhou Yan and Huang Qimin a look, he put it back again.

Zhou Yan: "..."

Huang Qimin: "..."

Dare he deliberately show off in front of them?

After taking out the jerky, he took out the biscuit and put it back, and finally he took out an envelope and from it three photographs.

Zhou Yan raised his eyebrows: "Your partner finally sent you a photo? But it's a bit late, the two of us received it early in the morning."

Huang Qimin nodded.

Wen Rugui: "This is a photo I took with my partner, do you want to see it?"

Group photo!

Zhou Yan and Huang Qimin were shocked on the spot.

They haven't had a photo together yet!