Chapter 107: Zhao Futian

The Spring Festival is approaching, Xinglin Village is lively, and every household has begun to clean the yard, paste window flowers, couplets and blessing characters on the gate.

During the day of the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, every household here erected lantern poles more than three meters high.

There is such a saying in the countryside of Northeast China, from the first day of the new year to the sixteenth day of the new year, the red lights are hung high every day, and the year will be prosperous, and there will be a good omen in the year.

Li Zhongxin followed behind his eldest and second uncles to help hang lanterns, paste window flowers, and paste couplets, and he was very busy.

This is also a kind of life experience that he is close to the rural life in the 80s.

Li Zhongxin thought of the indifferent flavor of the New Year in later generations, and couldn't help but sigh, at this time, the flavor of the New Year is full!

On February 13, 1983, the Spring Festival Gala of '82 arrived as scheduled, which was the first Spring Festival Gala in China and the best program that the people of the whole country had been looking forward to for a long time.

After eating the sumptuous dinner of the Chinese New Year's Eve, a large family sat in a circle, watching the Spring Festival Gala on TV while making dumplings.

The eldest uncle and the eldest aunt are the main force, they are responsible for making noodles and rolling dumpling skins, while the second aunt and the old aunt are responsible for making dumplings, Li Zhongxin and Wang Changming After the children came back, they lay on the kang and watched TV with their grandmother and grandfather, and Wang Bo and Wang Xi and the second aunt sat on the stool on the ground drinking tea and eating melon seeds, and the whole family was happy.

The hosts of the Spring Festival Gala in '82 were Wang Jingyu, Liu Xiaoqing, Jiang Kun, and Ma Ji. Zhao Zhongxiang delivered an opening speech. Looking at the familiar and vague figures on TV, Li Zhongxin's heart was very excited.

Although the Spring Festival Gala in '82 was not as classic as the Spring Festival Gala in later generations, a large family still watched it with relish.

At this time, Li Zhongxin had the idea of submitting manuscripts to those famous cross talk actors and sketch actors in later generations, but this idea flashed in his mind.

After he was reborn, he made a lot of things, and he didn't need to do that to make money.

Since eighty-three years, the Spring Festival Gala will become more and more exciting, if he inserts so one foot into it, the Spring Festival Gala will lose that sense of the times and strong New Year's flavor, being an honest audience is also a pretty good choice, as a reborn, try not to change history, once the party changes the taste, then he will be a sinner.

Whether it is in the countryside of Northeast China or in the city, there is a custom of eating dumplings at twelve o'clock and setting off guns to receive the God of Wealth, the dumplings should be brought to the table, and they will be eaten on time when the bell rings at twelve o'clock in the Spring Festival Gala.

At nine or ten o'clock, there was a sporadic sound of firecrackers in the village, and when it was about twelve o'clock, the sound of firecrackers in the village came and went, as if the whole village had fallen into a sea of firecrackers.

After twelve o'clock, it is the first day of the new year, that is, the new year.

The children kowtow to the elderly, and the younger ones pay New Year's greetings to the elderly, and then they will receive waist money (New Year's red envelopes).

Li Zhongxin's grandmother and grandfather gave an unprecedented five-yuan New Year's money, except for Wang Bo, the remaining three uncles all gave two yuan of New Year's money, including Wang Bo's filial piety to his grandfather after returning home for dozens of great unity credits, and Li Zhongxin's first time from Jiangcheng to Xinglin Village for the New Year.

If it weren't for this, the person who gave five cents and one yuan would already be a very high New Year's money in the countryside.

Rao is like this, these children's New Year's money is also in their hands, and it won't take much time to cover it, and their parents will find all kinds of excuses to cheat the New Year's money back.

Li Zhongxin asked Wang Changming, and knew that in previous years, Wang Changming's New Year's money received the most was one dollar, and this was because he was the eldest son and grandson in the family, and each of the other children was at most five dimes of New Year's money.

Early in the morning of the first day of the Lunar New Year, Li Zhongxin and the people in his grandmother's house got up very early, and the young people like the first uncle of the new year had to go to various relatives in the village to visit relatives to pay New Year's greetings.

There are also a lot of people who come to Li Zhongxin's grandmother's house to pay New Year's greetings, seven aunts and eight aunts, this aunt, that little grandmother or something, Li Zhongxin can't recognize it at all, and he doesn't want to write it down.

Li Zhongxin didn't like the New Year's greetings here, so he went directly to the Westinghouse to watch his grandfather and a few people play small cards.

In the Northeast rural winter leisure are like a slightly thicker piece of paper made of cards, is also printed with two C, three C, two, three and so on similar to mahjong play cards, it is called "cards", similar to mahjong, one hundred and eight pieces, can be entertained can also be a small bet, play this kind of cards is also called "look at the card" or called "look at the card".

The body of this small card is narrower than poker by one-third, but it is very long, and there are spring, summer, autumn, winter, old thousand, white flower, red flower or something, these all correspond to the one hundred and eight of the Water Margin, and there are people in other places who call this kind of small card the Water Margin or mahjong cards.

Li Zhongxin is not familiar with this kind of small card play, and it is very different from the mahjong played in later generations.

He is a child himself, and he is nothing more than following his grandfather to watch the excitement.

Near noon, after the people who went out to pay New Year's greetings came back one after another, Li Zhongxin gave up watching his grandfather play small cards and asked Wang Bo to lead him and his younger brothers and sisters to set off the cannons.

Just when Wang Bo put the third second kick, Zhao Sanwa, whose neighbor was in the provincial capital, came to the door with two boxes of malt milk essence and Sihe Li to pay New Year's greetings.

Speaking of the three babies of the neighbor Zhao family, it is the most prominent one in the village.

His name is Zhao Futian, and he is the only college student in Quanxinglin Village, and he is the team leader of the No. 1 Boiler Factory in Harbin City, the provincial capital.

When he was a child, Zhao Futian and Wang Bo had the best relationship, and was even accepted as a godson by Li Zhongxin's grandmother, but when Wang Bo went to Jiangcheng and he went to college in Harbin City, the two lost contact.

Zhao Futian is the family on the left side of his grandmother's house, because the main laborer Zhao Fushun got married and went out, and Zhao Futian went to the provincial capital to go to college, and there are many things in the family that Wang Zhi and Wang Xi helped, so Zhao Futian went to his grandmother's house for the first time after leaving his relatives in the morning.

"Wang Bo, you kid seems to be doing well lately!" Zhao Futian punched Wang Bo lightly on the shoulder and continued: "Are you still messing around in Jiangcheng now? If you don't get married, you come to me in the provincial capital of Hashi, and I'll get you to go to our factory, and after you become an apprentice, you can earn forty yuan a month, what do you think? ”

Wang Bo looked at Zhao Futian in amazement, and after half a minute before he came to his senses, he smiled and pulled Zhao Futian to the house, and asked Zhao Futian to pay New Year's greetings to his parents.

When Wang Bo went out to pay New Year greetings in the morning, he heard that Zhao Futian arrived at home in the middle of the night in the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, and he should not have heard about him at this time, he could not say that his brother's salary is higher than yours now, and he earns more than you, and I understand your kindness.

For Zhao Futian's friend, Wang Bo still attaches great importance to it, even if Zhao Futian doesn't mention letting him work in the provincial capital, he still wants to ask Zhao Futian to help in Zhongxin Company.

Zhongxin Company is now spreading a very large stall, and it urgently needs a group of reliable talents to support it, and Zhao Futian, a college student who knows how to manage, is the main object that Zhongxin Company wants to recruit.

Li Zhongxin's grandmother saw Zhao Futian carrying a bunch of things into the house to greet the New Year, and immediately greeted him with a smile, and said very happily: "Sanwa, you can come here, what are you doing when you buy so many things?" Take this back to your mother to drink, or you won't be happy if you don't fuck your mother. ”

Li Zhongxin saw that his grandmother took out the two bottles of malt milk essence in Zhao Futian's hand separately and asked Zhao Futian to take it back, and the others were unceremoniously put on the cabinet at home.

Zhao Futian stiffened his neck, and said with an exaggerated expression: "Godmother, what are you talking about!" This is a good thing I specially bought for you in the provincial capital, this is called malt milk essence, the elderly drink this is good for the body, you and godfather can drink some of this good thing. ”

Li Zhongxin's grandmother showed a trace of displeasure on her face, and said with some anger: "You baby, let you take it back, you will take it back, there are a lot of these things here in my godmother!" ”

After Li Zhongxin's grandmother finished speaking, she pointed to the contents on the big box, and what suddenly appeared were eight hardcover large bottles of malt milk essence.

The so-called wheat of "malt milk essence" refers to the malt essence in the raw materials of malt milk essence, which is based on barley as the main raw material, and the amount used in its production is about 6 times larger than the proportion of caramel. In the production of malt extract, this barley is germinated, roasted, saccharified, etc. Therefore, malt milk extract produced with malt essence has a malt fragrance, and this fragrance is incomparable to some food flavors. The so-called milk is the cream, milk powder, condensed milk and other raw materials used in the formula of malt milk, which are processed and refined from fresh milk, which is the essence of milk and the main nutrient of malt milk. The so-called essence is to talk about the production of malt milk essence used in the glucose, starch sugar, malt essence and other raw materials, these raw materials have a certain dextrin content, dextrin between starch and saccharification intermediate products, in the manufacturing process after vacuum baking produces a burst of tangy and not easy to disperse the aroma, sweet smell.

As the name suggests, malt milk essence uses ingredients that contain malt milk essence raw materials, and it is true that it is called "big name".

Due to its rich nutrition, loose particles, good solubility and convenient drinking, malt milk essence can be both hot and cold, and is a suitable beverage and food for families in all seasons. The unique advantage of having a strong aroma when drinking and being able to fully absorb after eating is that some drinks are far beyond the reach of the drink and are most suitable for the elderly.

Li Zhongxin has done some research on this kind of thing, after all, it is the hottest item in the 80s.

But what! After he researched it, he was not optimistic about this thing, and he didn't think there was much value in making this thing.

Because he knew in his heart that this kind of thing was popular for a while in the eighties, and after the nineties, basically no one drank this thing.

If you invest in the construction of a factory for the production of malt cream, you need to invest a lot of money, not to mention whether the production can be sold at that time is a big problem.

Not to mention that it was a planned economy at this time, and he couldn't get raw materials, so he extinguished the idea of making malt cream.

But what! In the early eighties, this was really the thing that was given to the elderly to drink, so when Li Zhongxin came to his grandmother's house, he specially bought a lot of them for his grandfather.

Wang Bo was a little stunned when he saw Zhao Futian holding the malt milk essence in his hand, he immediately patted Zhao Futian's body and said: "Don't be stunned, my family really doesn't lack this thing now, I'll accompany you to bring these two bottles of malt milk essence back to my mother!" Wait a minute, I'm really looking for something to talk to you about. ”

"What? Do you want me to go to Jiangcheng to work for you? When Zhao Futian heard Wang Bo say that he wanted him to give up his job as the team leader of the provincial boiler factory and go to Jiangcheng to help him work, he immediately stood up and quickly touched Wang Bo's head.

Zhao Futian said with a surprised face: "Wang Bo, your kid doesn't have a fever either!" Why are you still talking nonsense? Do you know what unit the provincial boiler factory is? Do you know how much money I make a month as a team leader over there? ”