I Had a Home In 1982

  Chapter 328 327. The crowd is full of friends and guests (the last week of this month, ask for a monthly ticket)

   August 31, 1982, the thirteenth day of the seventh lunar month.

  Renxu Year of the Dog, Wushen month and Bingxu day.

   It is advisable to open today, break ground, pray for blessings, and bury. Among them, the lucky star is in Zhongtian, and the opening is auspicious.

   Avoid getting married, meeting relatives and friends, planting, accepting livestock, shepherding, and coming of age.

  Wang Yi woke up early in the morning. There was no broadcast today, because Wang Xianghong was not in the team. He and some commune members went to the public restaurant in the county yesterday and stayed there at night.

  The restaurant is opening today.

   So Wang Yi went to broadcast by himself...

   It's not that he is used to listening to the morning radio, but that the members have to go to work as usual today, and the morning radio is a bell to prepare for work.

   Therefore, Wang Xianghong specially told him yesterday to prepare to turn on the radio at 6 o'clock this morning and broadcast it to the whole team.

   After he turned on the radio, he found a random radio station to play it. Anyway, all the radio stations are broadcasting news in the morning these days.

   Sure enough, a high-pitched and serious voice came from the radio speaker:

"...On the days when the 12th National Congress of the Communist Party of China is about to be held, the area where the contract production responsibility system has been implemented very early and has been well adhered to - many people in the Huizhou excluding counties have entrusted Chen Tingyuan, the representative of the 12th National Congress elected in the area. , I hope he will make three comments on behalf of the farmers when he speaks at the conference."

"1. Warm congratulations on the success of the conference; since the second and third plenary sessions of the Central Committee, the economic policies in rural areas are really good, but the members are generally worried about the policy change, and hope that the responsibility system will remain stable; 3. I hope to solve the problem of difficulty in selling grain... …”

   The announcement sounded, and the old man Wang Zhenji walked up the mountain.

   He waved to Wang Yi and said, "Mr. Wang, is that you?"

  Wang Yi smiled and said: "Yes, the party secretary and the clerk have all gone to the county. I'll broadcast the radio for everyone to listen to."

  Wang Zhenji didn't enter the office and just lay down at the window and looked in. He asked, "Mr. Wang, is there really a restaurant in our team? This restaurant is owned by our members collectively?"

  Wang Yi said: "Yes, it's really a restaurant. After a few days, our members will be free, and there will be not much life at sea. Then we will organize members to go to our own restaurant to eat in batches."

  Wang Zhenji laughed: "It's enough for the family in our village to eat, and can we go to restaurants and eat out?"

  Wang Yi said: "This is our team's collective restaurant. The team only needs to pay for materials. It doesn't cost much. You will know when the time comes."

   Someone else got up and walked, and when he reached the top of the mountain, he came to chat with him: "Mr. Wang, I heard that our clothing team made a suit? A suit like the one in the movie?"

  Wang Yi explained: "We didn't make suits from fabrics ourselves, but I bought semi-finished suits, and our clothing team sewed them, which is relatively simple."

   "It's not easy to make a suit." The old men were amazed.

   "Mr. Wang must have taught them. As far as I know these women in our team, they sew and mend. They definitely can't make suits. Suits are high-end clothing."

   "The secretary put it on. I saw him try it on yesterday. The clerk and Liuzi also put on one. They all look like dogs."

   "You said that the clerk looks like a dog? Hahahaha."

  Wang Yi went out and leaned against the wall to chat with the old men. The sunlight in the early autumn morning began to warm up, and it was very comfortable to shine on people.

  The clothing team has indeed sewed suits in the past two days, and the people who went to the county to preside over the opening of the public restaurant have all shared one, which is a benefit of the production team.

   He was listening to the big guy chatting with a smile, when the topic suddenly shifted to him: "Mr. Wang, aren't you going to see the restaurant opening today?"

  Wang Yi said: "Look, of course I have to see it, but I'm not in a hurry to go there. It only opens at noon. Today is 11:40 at noon is an auspicious day."

   The reason why he chose to open today is not because of the consideration of the school opening tomorrow, but because Wang Xianghong has calculated it. Today is the most suitable day for opening this month and next month.

   For the production team, opening a restaurant is like nothing else. This is a major event. In the words of Shou Xing Ye, it is called 'the first business in the world for our Wang family'.

   So although feudal superstitions were not allowed before, the members, including Wang Xianghong, still had to check the old almanac when choosing the opening time.

   They were chatting casually here, and the colander came over and called him: "Mr. Wang, let's eat, the students are coming to line up."

  Wang Yi went over to take a look.

  Today's breakfast is yellow croaker roll with bean curd skin.

  The bean curd skin is tofu skin, and the yellow croaker is wild large yellow croaker.

   This dish is a two-course meal, which can be steamed or fried:

Take the yellow croaker and chop it into pieces, mix with monosodium glutamate, rice wine, salt, egg, chopped green onion and marinate for a while, remove the hard edge of the tofu skin and spread it out, put the marinated fish on the tofu skin, and roll the tofu skin into a long strip. Cut into inch pieces with a knife.

  If it is fried, it is the whole pan fried and served on the table. If it is steamed, it is placed in a basket and steamed.

  Outer islanders like fried food because it is fragrant.

  The colander made Wang Yi steamed. He knew that Wang Yi had a light taste and did not like to eat things with heavy oil and salt.

   The bean curd and yellow croaker rolls taste very good. Wang Yi, Qiu Weishui, Xu Heng, Sun Zhengnan and Yang Wenrong are very happy to eat.

  This is a small stove for teachers.

  The students ate the noodles with fermented bean curd, and they enjoyed it as well.

  Yang Wenrong is not an introvert - an introvert can't be a teacher, she actually likes to chat, but her father disciplined her since she was a child and beat her at every turn, so she always bowed her head in front of her father.

   Now that she has lived in the team for a few days and everything is familiar, she chats and laughs with the team members and teachers.

It is very happy to eat bean curd yellow croaker rolls with noodle soup dipped in seasoning, she pursed her lips and smiled: "My decision to stay and review for another year is correct, this year I will follow the school to supplement nutrition, and next year's college entrance examination will play a role. better!"

  Wang Yi said: "Yes, you have to supplement your nutrition. You look a little anemic."

   "Anemia and low blood sugar." Yang Wenrong said helplessly, "No way, I can't get enough to eat coarse grains on weekdays."

   "I was nervous about this exam. As a result, I suffered from hypoglycemia. I didn't do well in Chinese and math. Otherwise, my grades should have been better."

   Qiu Weishui said to the colander after hearing this: "Mr. Leo, start adding an egg to Mr. Yang every morning from tomorrow."

   Yang Wenrong was immediately embarrassed, and quickly waved her hand and said, "I didn't mean that, what I just said..."

"It doesn't matter, there are many chickens and eggs in the team, just add one for you." Wang Yi said, "You must quickly replenish the nutrition and adjust your body, otherwise you will work and study at the same time. Can you get on?"

   After breakfast, Wang Yi put on a shirt, trousers and leather shoes, Xu Heng and Sun Zhengnan changed into their captain uniforms, and they were ready to leave for the county.

   Qiu Weishui still wore the dress and sandals that Wang Yi gave her. The water came out with hibiscus and natural decoration.

  The colander is a chef. He has to help the restaurant today. He put on the chef's uniform that Wang Yi gave him, and then put on the chef's hat.

   A few people took some seafood cold dishes that had just been pickled in a hurry in the morning and went to the county, and went straight to the public restaurant, which used to be the second canteen of the county party committee.

  The former second canteen has changed a lot.

  The exterior walls were painted white and smooth with lime, the doors and windows were painted with new paint, and the glass was wiped several times. The street outside was cleaned every day, and the whole looked brand new.

  The walls on both sides of the gate were smeared with cement and bamboo pieces were pasted on the cement.

  Bamboo pieces are dried and brushed with green paint, and then pasted on it are the golden characters assembled from foam boards:

  Popular restaurant.

   Below is a pattern of fragrant aromas from a cauldron carved with foam board.

   Pedestrians who come and go on the street will stop and look around curiously when they see the decoration. Some people point their fingers and get together to discuss, and they are all new to this unique decoration.

   Flower baskets have been placed on both sides of the restaurant entrance.

  I directly used a high-waisted fish basket as the base, and then the fish basket was filled with flowers. In this way, eight flower baskets were arranged on both sides of the door to form a passage.

  Xu Heng laughed when he saw it: "Mr. Wang, you really know how to do it. It's bells and whistles, and it looks foreign!"

  Wang Yi said: "The opening of a hotel should look like an opening!"

   He originally wanted to pull a few banners, but Wang Xianghong firmly denied it:

  A good cloth is not used to make clothes. What are you going to do as a banner? Isn't this a waste!

   He also gave Wang Yi a quote from the leader: "Corruption and waste are a great crime! You are still young, you must not embark on the path of crime!"

   But this has already attracted a lot of people. It's less than ten o'clock, and the restaurant is already full of people coming and going.

   After Wang Yi arrived, many people greeted him: "Mr. Wang is here?"

   "Mr. Wang, why did you come? Why didn't you come to entertain us earlier? Why do you look down on your old classmates?"

   "Mr. Xiaoqiu is here too? Oh, Mr. Xiaoqiu is still as handsome and radiant as ever!"

  Wang Yiyi saw a lot of private teachers.

   This was obviously a publicity credit at the closing dinner of the county educators conference at that time.

  The teachers learned that the public restaurant opened today, and some brought their families to improve their lives, while others invited team cadres and school leaders to have dinner.

   There are also some cadres in the team who came to eat. They became curious after listening to the publicity of the private teachers:

   Most of the teachers are teachers from rural primary schools in the outer islands. They have few opportunities to eat out on weekdays. As a result, at the graduation dinner, there are barbecue and cold pot skewers. The various delicacies have opened their eyes.

   That was a great meal!

After they went back, they naturally talked about the meal, anyway, there is nothing else to show off this year, they come to the county town, they can't go back to the island and say that they are just studying in school and not going to the county to go shopping, right? ?

  Even if they say so, the members don't believe it. Who came to the county seat for more than 20 days and ended up huddled in a school?

  If these teachers can have this enthusiasm for learning, how can they not even be admitted to a normal secondary school and can only be private teachers?

   In the 1980s, as long as you were admitted to a secondary vocational school, you could at least become a formal teacher with an iron rice bowl and commercial food!

  Wang Xianghong, Wang Dongxi, Ma Liu and other people were busy inside, and before it was time for dinner, a lot of people had come, and they had to greet people.

  The rural people who can go to restaurants these days are either people who made a fortune after doing a big job, or are cadres in the production team. In short, most of them are familiar with Wang Xianghong, and Wang Xianghong is busy delivering cigarettes and tea.

   Originally, Wang Dongxi was greeting the teachers, but he immediately took out the title of 'Teacher Wang' because he came, so he had to help Wang Yi take care of him no matter what.

  Wang Yi, Xu Heng, and Sun Zhengnan would no longer need him when they arrived, so they liberated him to the back kitchen.

   But he doesn't want to go to the kitchen yet.

  Wang Xianghong asked him to help in the back kitchen. He said glumly, "Secretary, look, I am wearing a suit and this snow-white shirt. There is too much fumes in the back kitchen, so I can't go in. I'm blinding my clothes."

  Wang Yi said: "Didn't you install the hood yesterday? Is the kitchen fumes still big?"

   He asked the teachers to wait, and led them to the kitchen to deliver miscellaneous items such as seafood cold dishes, cold pot skewer seasonings, and barbecue ingredients.

  Wang Xianghong said: "Don't listen to him, the hood in the back kitchen works very well, there is no oil smoke, he just doesn't want to go to work."

Huang Zhiwu, who came to cheer, said with a smile: "Wang Zhishu, don't say that, your clerks are wearing white shirts and a brand-new suit—is this a rented suit? The suits rented now cannot be stained with dust. of."

   "What, this is produced by the clothing team in our team." Wang Dongxi said quickly.

  Although Huang Zhiwu was speaking to him, but...

  It is about the face of the team, some things must be explained clearly, and you can't be too modest.

Comrade    once said that humility is a virtue, but excessive humility is hypocrisy, and hypocrisy is unacceptable.

  Huang Zhiwu was stunned after hearing his words, and everyone at the table was stunned.

   They looked at the suits on Wang Xianghong, Wang Dongxi and others in surprise——

  I don't know what material it is made of, but it looks very good when worn, especially the shoulders are propped up, giving the thin and thin Wang Xianghong a dignified temperament.

   Huang Zhiwu couldn't believe it: "I know everyone in your team, and some of you can make suits? No, I know, it's Mr. Wang again? You Mr. Wang can do everything?"

  Wang Yi waved his hand and said, "I really didn't teach it this time. My friend helped me buy a semi-finished suit made by a textile factory."

   "These are all suits that went wrong in the production process of other people's factories in the city, so they don't want them and treat them as waste."

   "My friend bought it for me and brought it to Wengzhou with a freight truck. I took it back and discussed with the lesbians in the team for repairs, and these suits were repaired."

   "It's not bad to wear?"

   A village director sighed: "More than good? This is just a finished suit produced in the factory! Do you still have suits in your team? Can you sell them?"

   "I thought it was rented by you. Now there is a shop for renting suits in our county, specially for young people to get married and rent. I didn't expect your team to produce them yourself."

   "If your team can produce, then I have to buy one too!"

   The reaction of these communal and team cadres was not what Wang Yi expected.

  The entire clothing market in the 1980s was the home of suits rising in China.

  Not yet. When the First Plenary Session of the 13th Central Committee of the Communist Party of China is held in 1987, the newly elected leaders will collectively wear suits. At that time, there will be no distinction between men and women, no distinction between North and South, and the whole of China will set off a suit fever.

   But now the status of suits has risen. Just like the old man on Tianya Island said, suits are high-end clothing.

   This is not because the current Chinese people worship foreigners and think that foreigners' clothing is good, but since the founding of the People's Republic of China, people have been exposed to the third-generation clothing, which has produced a sense of exhaustion and a rebellious mentality in terms of aesthetics.

   This is not Wang Yi's own speculation, but an evaluation by Zhou Changqing, president of "Fashion" magazine, about the popularity of suits at that time when he searched for suit information in the 1980s.

   And the magazine "Fashion" just opened a special issue this year, in early 1982, with the title [Chinese tunic suit, goodbye].

   Everyone started ordering clothes enthusiastically, Wang Xianghong grinned happily.

   He saw the market for suits!

  Wang Yi said: "The lesbians in our team are now learning to make suits, but they still can't make them. When they make them, I will let our secretary send a message to you, and we must let you buy them first!"

   A principal named Guo Yue said: "I must send a letter to Duobao Island and I have to buy a suit."

   "Last time, the Guopei clothing store in Shanghai produced its own suits. Have you seen the white one-button suits?"

  Wang Yi said: "I have seen it before, I think one button is not as generous as three buttons."

   Guo Yue said: "But isn't a button low cost?"

   "Do you still care about the cost of one button and two buttons when making high-end clothing like suits?" Huang Zhiwu shook his head, "This clothing store can't do it, it's not cool."

  Guo Yue smiled: "They are really not big. Not only do they only use a button on their suits, but their shop also uses stock tablecloths to make suits. Do you know the price of the stock tablecloths?"

   "One foot three cents! One meter nine cents!"

   The people chatting around were all stunned: "I'm grass!"

   Then someone sneered contemptuously: "Hudu people really know how to calculate."

Guo Yue sighed and said, "Don't laugh at others, they are the ones who know how to do business! Do you know how well those suits sell? Seriously, the ones that sell are good, selling fashion is like selling Chinese cabbage, grab it! "

   "The cadres in the organization, the intellectuals in the university, and the business owners, all went to buy this suit. I wanted to buy it too, but I didn't!"

   "Too hot!" Someone exclaimed.

   Guo Yue said: "It's really too popular, so Wang Zhishu and Teacher Wang, if your team can really make suits, I will definitely buy one!"

  He is the principal. He often goes to the educational units in the county and city to hold meetings. He wears a suit to save face.

  Outer islanders are more concerned about face, and leading cadres are more concerned about face when they pride themselves on their identities.

   At this time, Wang Xiangxiong, who also came to help, came out.

   When he saw the colander, he beckoned and said, "Why are you still here listening to people? Hurry up and do your work, by the way, have you brought the popcorn?"

  The colander pointed to the big cart outside and said, "Bring two big bags!"

   Wang Xiangxiong shouted boldly, and boldly led people to carry the popcorn into the back kitchen.

   Soon a large plastic bowl was placed on the table of the visitors, and the bowl was filled with popcorn.

   This is also one of the services of popular restaurants.

   Come to eat and send popcorn for free!

   These guests who arrived were still unclear. When they saw the popcorn on the table, they all asked, "Who ordered it? Why did you order the popcorn? You ordered it?"

   "I didn't order it, why am I ordering this kid's stuff?"

   "It must have been ordered by Lao Song, Lao Song loves snacks!"

   Wang greeted Hong cheerfully and said: "Send it, send it, this is not what you ordered. When you come to dinner in the future, when you wait for the dishes, you will send a plate of popcorn!"

  Everyone was surprised: Is there such a good thing? Never heard of it!

  Wang Yi understands their reaction very well, let alone 1982, when I went to a restaurant to eat in 2002, I didn't send small snacks to customers.

   But it has become common in 22 years, and restaurants in supermarkets and supermarkets in cities have this service.

  The big guys started one after another and ate the popcorn one by one.

  Wang Xianghong smiled happily when he saw their reaction, smoking a cigarette and blowing smoke rings with a smug face.

   When Wang Yi made this suggestion, he did not object, because popcorn was cheap: electricity was free, the machine was made by itself, corn kernels were not expensive, and saccharin was not expensive.

   Firecrackers were hung at the door.

   All of a sudden there was a hanging firecracker and it 'crackled'.

  The smoke is full!

   All of a sudden, Wang Xianghong was stunned, he hurriedly looked at his watch: "Grass, don't run again? This waste, and a foreign watch, it's just a waste!"

   "No, is it auspicious time?" He went out to look at the sun, "It's not even eleven o'clock!"

  Wang Dongyang scolded his mother at the door: "Whose family does this child belong to? Whose family belongs to this child? I'm stubborn, who's cubs will watch over it, this kid set us on firecrackers!"

   Wang Xianghong understood.

   They hung up the firecrackers, but some urchins set them on fire when the militiamen were not paying attention!

   The boy who was caught was thirteen or fourteen years old.

   Then a woman hurried across the street and said, "Ouch, oops, Xiaojun, you kid, you say you're a troublemaker, what are you doing? You can make trouble."

   She pretended to photograph the boy, then smiled at the crowd and said, "Comrades, look at him, he is still a child, he is still young and ignorant, we adults don't have the same knowledge as him..."

  Wang Yi really doesn't want to have the same knowledge as a child.

  If the woman apologizes honestly, he has nothing to say, so he should set off a firecracker in advance to enhance the atmosphere.

   As a result, the woman came up and said things like 'he's still a child', and didn't even say a word of coping 'I'm sorry, I'm sorry', then he was not happy.

   He quickly went to the back kitchen and dragged out a young man named Wang Zhuangyuan from the teenagers who came to help today, and whispered to him, Wang Zhuangyuan rushed out and threw the young man with the firecrackers to the ground!

   Simply agile!

   The status of the child king of the End of the World Island is not blown out, he is really hit with fists.

   The boy who fell to the ground reacted and got up and rushed to the top king.

  Wang Zhuangyuan threw a fist around his neck and threw the young man to the ground again. This time, he held his neck in a riding position and asked, "Are you satisfied?"

  The woman was so angry that she was going to tug at Wang Zhuangyuan's ear.

  Wang Yi went up and pushed her away, pulled Wang Zhuangyuan and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, this is my nephew, he is also a child, he is younger and more ignorant!"

   On the good day when the hotel opened, Wang Xianghong didn't want to make trouble, which is not a good sign.

   So he gave Wang Yi a wink, which meant he had to be spared and spared.

  The woman was unrelenting, pointing at Wang Yi and saying, "Are you looking for trouble, you hillbilly? You..."

   "Who are you pointing at?!" Wang Zhuangyuan slapped her wrist, fiercely like a little husky, "This is our teacher Wang, are you worthy of pointing at him?"

   The woman's face changed in anger.

  Wang Yi pulled back Wang Zhuangyuan and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, look at this child, the child is too young and ignorant, and the heart of a child is understandable!"

  The woman felt uncomfortable choked by his words, she took a deep breath and pointed at Wang Yi and said, "Okay..."

   "It's alright, alright," Wang Xianghong reluctantly went up to separate her and Wang Yi, and interrupted her, "Lesbians, let's talk less about the firecrackers..."

   "Stop talking about your mother's words!" The middle-aged woman began to splash, "I think you don't want to open the door today! What restaurant? Are you going to open a restaurant? Okay, I'll make you miserable today!"

   boldly came up and shouted angrily: "Want to find something? Okay, come at me!"

  He is big and aggressive.

  The woman was subconsciously backed up by him, and she said angrily, "Okay, okay, you hillbilly bully people because of how many people you have? Okay, okay!"

   She grabbed her nephew's clothes and led them back, saying, "Go back!"

   Wang Xianghong also waved his hand and said, "Don't look at it, let's go."

   "Let's go? I'll let you go without food today." The woman said viciously.

  Wang Xianghong didn't take her threat to heart, he scolded Boldly: "What are you doing with the militia? Can't even guard a firecracker?"

   Boldly depressed.

   I just went in and bragged with people, but I got fired.

   Wang Xianghong reprimanded him a few more words, and then asked them to stand guard outside the door.

  Wang Yi went back, the diners in the restaurant were still grabbing popcorn, and no one was interested in the noise outside.

   Fights are too common these days, and there is nothing to see in quarrels.

  After eleven o'clock, more and more people came.

   Zhang Youxin got off work early and invited a few friends and colleagues to come over for dinner, and Zhu Zhenxue also invited old guys to come and cheer.

   When Zhuang Mancang arrives with a team of people from the Public Security Bureau, it's not easy to arrange it now, there are too many people!

  Wang Yi has long known that people are indispensable today, so he did not publicize the opening, and did not go to people to hand out flyers or raise loudspeakers to shout.

   As a result, many people came.

   There were even people in the clinic where Huang Dajun was treated for his leg injury. Director Zheng led his interns, doctors and nurses to join in the fun.

  Zhuang Mancang said: "Mr. Wang, you don't have to be embarrassed, you are busy with your work, our colleagues will sit at a table outside..."

   Wang Xianghong said: "It's okay, Comrade Zhuang, your tables are all set aside, and a box is reserved for you."

  Zhuang Mancang hurriedly said, "We can't go into the box when we go out to eat in the bureau. This is a new announcement from the provincial department, saying that after the reform and opening up, some of our colleagues have the power to go to restaurants to eat and drink."

   "So the provincial department stipulates that we can only eat in the hall when we go out to eat, and we are not allowed to enter the box. We must let the masses supervise us to prevent us from eating and drinking and squandering!"

  Wang Yi said: "Then you should be at the table at the door."

   "How impolite?" Wang Xianghong shook his head.

  Wang Yi said: "I heard what the woman said. She seems to want to call someone to come and trouble us, and let Brother Mancang lead the team to sit at the door and give us a place in town."

   "After all, this is the first day of our business, and if someone comes to make trouble today, it won't look good!"

   Hearing this, Wang Xianghong said nothing.

   At 11:30, Ye Changan also brought people here—a group of leading cadres.

  He didn't come because of Wang Yi's relationship, but simply because this restaurant was the first self-employed restaurant in the county organized by him, so he had to bring his colleagues to the door to congratulate him.

   This is to show an attitude, so that the people in the county can do business with confidence and boldness.

  Like what Wang Yi heard on the radio this morning put forward by farmers in Huizhou County, now the common people do not understand the national policy and are very worried that the policy will change, so they dare not let go of their hands and feet.

  Ye Changan hopes that his speech and position can relieve the psychological burden of the people of Haifu County, so that the people can set sail in the wave of reform and opening up, and become the trend-setters as soon as possible.

   These leaders are the first time to come to the public restaurant, and they were surprised when they saw the decoration.

  The interior decoration is very unrestrained, bold and beautiful, which shocked the veteran cadres among them.

   Some leaders are more conservative, and subconsciously frown and want to criticize.

   But they quickly thought of the relationship between Ye Changan, Qiu Weishui and Tianya Island, and they quickly shut their mouths again.

   Seeing them enter the door, the whole room stood up one after another, and some people in the private room also ran out to pay attention.

  Zhuang Mancang greeted Ye Changan.

  Ye Changan shook his hand and smiled: "Director Zhuang, I heard that you came to this restaurant a few days ago, how is it? How is his family's dishes? Do you have any recommended dishes for me?"

  Zhuang Mancang said: "Leader Ye, you can eat spicy food, then I recommend you a dish called Lengguochuanchuan, which is fragrant and spicy, delicious and appetizing!"

  Ye Changan nodded, Huang Hui seized the opportunity to show his face: "Leader, I recommend you to eat kebabs, the kebabs in this restaurant are so delicious!"

   "Okay, try it today." Ye Changan smiled.

  Wang Xianghong quickly stepped up to lead them into the private room, but Ye Changan also refused.

He also chose to sit in the hall and said, "I want to sit with the comrades, and I will chat with the comrades later, because I have met a lot of comrades at the grassroots level here, so I can take advantage of the opportunity to eat. Talk to them."

   "Warm welcome." Huang Zhiwu led the applause.

  Wang Xianghong said: "Leader Ye, let's order the dishes. The other tables have already ordered, and they have already been made. You should also order quickly, so that we should serve the dishes."

   Ye Changan waved at him: "Serve the food when you should. Today your restaurant opens. You are the protagonists. We are the customers and the supporting roles. The supporting roles must cooperate with the protagonist."

   "Our teacher Wang said that there is a saying in Western business that 'customer is God'. We are service personnel. We must respect customers, be considerate of customers, and try our best to satisfy customers." Wang Xianghong smiled.

   Ye Changan nodded with interest and said, "Yes, I have also heard this, I tell you, Wang Zhishu, this is very true!"

   "Some comrades in our state-run hotel are very disrespectful. The customers are obviously here to spend money on food stamps to eat, but they treat them as people who come to beg for food and shame others."

   "What's going on? It turns out that they regard themselves as state cadres! But state cadres also serve the people, so service has to look like service!"

  Zhuang Mancang said with a smile: "We are much better here. I went to the capital to eat out once, guess what? There is a slogan posted by the boss in the restaurant, which reads - No beating or scolding customers!"

   Ye Changan looked at an elegant middle-aged man next to him and asked, "Comrade Qi Min, you are a cadre from the capital, is that true?"

Qi Min smiled bitterly and said, "It's really true. In the past, all industries in the capital were most concerned with warm service. During the Republic of China, the Rongbaozhai family of the first restaurant in Liulichang, the capital, had a great business, but the staff in the store were very polite, even if customers came to visit. Hours and two hours later, everyone greeted me with a smile."

   "But in the 1960s, the critics said that warm service was wrong and oppressing the working people. Then the waiters became traffic police. They stopped working and stood in the store and directed customers to do their own work."

   He smiled at Zhuang Mancang and said, "Zhuang Ju, the slogan you saw is already good, and the slogan you see will be written in fifteen years ahead - whoever refuses to serve the meal is a son of a bitch!"

  The whole room laughed when they heard this.

   "Damn, who are you calling a son of a bitch?" A roar suddenly sounded from the door, and a group of big men and young men walked in with angered brows.

   After they entered the door, they started kicking the table and the stool, and went up to the table at the door.

   Someone else was going to make trouble at the next table, but he was stunned when he raised his foot:

   The people at the table in front of him are all big caps and white and blue uniforms!

   (end of this chapter)