1980 My Literary Era.

Chapter 142 This back door, I'm sure!
Tanjia cuisine, one of the most famous official dishes in China, is the family banquet of Tan Zongjun, a bureaucrat in the late Qing Dynasty. Because it was the second place in the second year of Tongzhi, it is also called "the second place dish".

After the founding of the People's Republic of China, there was a problem with the succession of the Tan family. In addition, the extravagant and wealthy customers in the past all disappeared, and the Tan family's cuisine once fell into a development dilemma.

Until 1954, the beloved great man heard about the situation of Tan’s cuisine, and proposed to incorporate Tan’s cuisine into the catering system of Yanjing Hotel to receive foreign guests and showcase the extensive and profound Chinese food culture.

In October of that year, the Tan Jiacai team entered the restaurant on the 10th floor of the West Building of Yanjing Hotel.

Walking into the restaurant, Lin Weimin asked Ma May and the others to pick a table away from Zheng Guo and the others, for fear of disturbing him and Yao Shuzhi.

Zheng Guo pretended not to see him, and handed the menu to Yao Shuzhi with a smile, "Shuzhi, order!"

Yao Shuzhi looked at the prices on the menu and said, "Zheng Guo, why don't we go out to eat, it's too expensive here!"

Zheng Guo smiled casually, "It's okay. I'm happy to treat you to dinner, and I don't care how much it costs."

Lin Weimin handed the menu to little black Yoko, "Yoko, let's order too!"

Little Black Yoko hesitated for a moment. She had been to Yanjing Hotel before, and knew that the price here was a bit expensive for Chinese people at this time.

"It's okay, I'm treating you today."

Zheng Guo, the Grandet, could bleed profusely today, and Lin Weimin didn't mind showing off his pride. It happened that he hadn't eaten Yanjing's famous Tan family cuisine yet.

Several people ordered, and at the suggestion of the waiter, they ordered Baizhan Chicken and Dengying Beef for cold dishes, braised shark fin and Kou Mogai for hot dishes, crispy crisps for dim sum, and a white fungus soup at the end.

For four people, six dishes are just right.

After ordering the dishes, Lin Weimin popularized the long history of Tanjia cuisine to Ma Kemeng and others. Hearing that the history has exceeded 100 years, Ma Kemeng couldn't help showing surprise.

"Lin, the history of your Chinese culture is really too long. How can a family of chefs last for such a long time?"

"Lao Ma, he is not an ordinary cook. He was ranked second in the list before, and his ancestors were also rich."

Several people were talking and laughing, looking forward to the delicious food that was about to be served.

"Keith? Is that you?"

A voice interrupted the communication between Lin Weimin and the others.

Ma Kemeng turned his head to look, with surprise on his face.

"Uncle Qiao Sen, why are you here?"

The middle-aged man has brown curly hair, is tall, and wears a suit, which reminds Lin Weimin of those white-collar elites who work in offices in later generations.

"You know, I work for Random House. China has just opened up, and many people in the country are full of interest in this ancient and mysterious country. The company plans to introduce a batch of publications from China. So, here I come .”

Uncle Qiao Sen briefly introduced his reasons for coming to China to Ma Kemeng, and then asked: "How about you? How are you doing in China? I heard from your father that you chose to study in China."

Ma Kemeng said with a smile: "I stayed in China very well and learned a lot of valuable knowledge."

"By the way, these are my friends..." Ma Kemeng introduced Lin Weimin and others to Uncle Qiao Sen.

After the two parties greeted each other, Lin Weimin said to Ma Kemeng: "It's better to meet by chance than to invite each other. Ma, we can have this lunch with your uncle."

Ma Kemeng happily extended an invitation to Uncle Qiao Sen, and he readily agreed.

After being seated, after chatting with Lin Weimin, he found out that Qiao Sen and Ma Kemeng's father was what China calls Faxiao, they grew up together, and their relationship is still very good.

He is now working in the public relations department of Random House. This time he came to China because the company wanted to plan a series of books about Chinese culture.

"What a coincidence, Uncle Qiao Sen." Ma Kemeng excitedly picked up the "People's Literature" in his hand, and said, "Did you know that Lin is an outstanding writer in China, not only that, he is also the largest publishing organization in China staff, I think you will have something in common.”

Qiao Sen looked at Lin Weimin in surprise, "What a coincidence..."

At the dinner table, Qiao Sen only knew Ma Kemeng, and he was a little embarrassed at first, but now he and Lin Weimin also had a common topic, and the atmosphere at the dinner table was harmonious.

The dishes came to the table one after another, and the mouths of the foreigners on the table were full of oil, even Lin Weimin, a native of China, was no exception.

Lin Weimin doesn't know how the Tan family cuisine tastes in later generations, but the Tan family cuisine in the Yanjing Hotel in 81 is really good.

"Lin, thank you so much for your generous lunch!"

After eating, Qiao Sen wiped his mouth and said with a smile on his face.

"You're welcome, Mr. Williams."

Uncle Joson's full name is Joson Williams.

Because there was still something to do later, Qiao Sen offered to leave after chatting a few words.

Before leaving, he took out a book from his briefcase, "This is Oliver Twist published by our Random House. It is a classic work I like very much. Lin, your English is so good , should not be difficult to read. Nice to meet you today, thanks for your lunch."

The English version of "Oliver Twist" is a favorite of the owner.

Lin Weimin gladly accepted the book, the price of the gift is not important, what matters is the heart, Qiao Sen's gift was delivered to his heart.

"Uncle Qiao Sen, wait a minute!"

Mark dreamed that Qiao Sen gave Lin Weimin a book, and he happened to think of the "People's Literature" he had just read.

"This is one of the most famous literary publications in China. Lin published a novel on it before. If you have time, you can read it."

Qiao Sen laughed, "Silly boy! Do you think Uncle can understand Chinese?"

Ma Kemeng was stunned for a moment, he has become a habit of reading Chinese now, and reacted subconsciously, he was about to speak, Qiao Sen took the "People's Literature" from him, and said with a smile: "However, thank you You, this book will become one of the most treasured works on my shelf."

Ma Kemeng smiled happily: "Uncle Qiao Sen, in fact, Lin wrote an English novel before, and I helped translate it, and it was published in "Ellery Quinn's Journal of Mystery."

"Really?" Qiao Sen was surprised. He didn't expect that someone in the closed China had already published his work in a magazine in the United States. "Then I must read it later."

"I believe you will not be disappointed." Mark dreamed triumphantly.

"Is it because of your translation?"

Mark dreamed: "There is also Lin's literary talent!"

"I'll wait and see."

Johnson left the restaurant with a smile.

Lin Weimin said to Mark Meng: "Old Ma, thank you."

"you are welcome."

Just now everyone saw that Ma Kemeng was recommending Lin Weimin's "Farewell My Concubine" to Qiao Sen.

It's a pity that Mr. Qiao Sen didn't take up this topic, but avoided it skillfully.

Favors are favors, and work is work. Uncle Qiao Sen is very open about it.

"Lin, I'm not looking at your face, but because of the excellence of "Farewell My Concubine", I can't help but want readers in the United States to witness its elegance."

"That's right! Mr. Lin, with the excellence of "Farewell My Concubine", there will definitely be a large number of publishing houses rushing to publish it in the future, and you don't need to worry about it at all." Little Black Yoko said confidently.

She looked at Lin Weimin with dark eyes, full of admiration.I secretly rejoiced in my heart, fortunately Mark Meng didn't succeed in recommending just now, otherwise my plan would have fallen short.

Lin Weimin sensed Little Black Yoko's eyes, and was instinctively a little scared.

Female benefactor, let the poor monk go west.

He gave little black Yoko a charming smile, and Yoko was really getting better at talking.

Lin Weimin finished his lunch here, and when he paid the bill, it was the foreign exchange certificate used by Mark Meng, and Lin Weimin gave him RMB again.

This lunch cost Lin Weimin 42 yuan, which is equivalent to a month's salary of a mature worker in this era. It is indeed expensive, but it is also worth it.

Leaving aside the taste, face is the most important thing when treating guests to a meal. Putting the venue in Yanjing Restaurant and eating Tan’s family dishes will not lose their reputation even after 40 years.

Zheng Guo and Yao Shuzhi also finished their lunch, and they met at the entrance of the restaurant.

Yao Shuzhi was still a little shy, but Zheng Guo, who was embarrassed at the beginning, now feels quite proud.

"Weimin, thank you very much for today. I am going to go to Beihai Park with Shuzhi in the afternoon."

Lin Weimin joked: "I understand, I understand, we light bulbs will not delay your two-person world."

Zheng Guo smiled happily, Yao Shuzhi glared at Lin Weimin, "What nonsense?"

"I'm talking nonsense. But you two have to think about it. Don't forget me as a matchmaker."

Zheng Guo laughed and said: "Don't worry, don't worry, I won't forget it."

Yao Shuzhi glared at Lin Weimin in embarrassment, "Let's go, don't talk to him, he's no good."

Zheng Guoshun ran to keep up with Yao Shuzhi's pace.

Lin Weimin looked at the backs of the two, and there was another strict wife in this world from now on!
So, what do love and marriage bring to men?
Ah!
The next day at work, Lin Wei asked Yao Shuzhi, "Sister Yao, are you feeling refreshed today?"

"You want to take care of it?" Yao Shuzhi gave him a supercilious look.

Lin Weimin coughed twice, and said sternly, "Seriously. Are you going to have sex with Zheng Guo?"

Two red clouds flew out of Yao Shuzhi's face, she hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

"That's good. I'm relieved. Finally, my efforts as a matchmaker have not been in vain."

"Thank you, Weimin." Yao Shuzhi whispered.

"Don't be polite, talk to me if you have something to say." Lin Weimin said poorly.

After get off work in the evening, Lin Weimin went to Renyi. He first went to have a meeting with Ouyang Shanzun and Lan Yinhai.

Now the script of "Farewell My Concubine" is still being polished, Ouyang Shanzun suggested that if it is really not possible, Cheng Dieyi can try to use opera actors.

"That's a way."

Lin Weimin has no opinion on this. He also thought about it during this time. All his impressions of "Farewell My Concubine" come from the movie. Even if Renyi chooses a national-level actor to play the role of Cheng Dieyi, for him Even if he still can't meet the standard in his mind, it's better to give this power to Renyi completely.

Of course, there is another reason why Lin Weimin did this.

"Mr. Ouyang, has the role of Fourth Master Yuan been decided?"

Ouyang Shanzun said: "No, the lead role has not been decided yet, so let's not consider supporting roles for now, but there are many people in our theater who are suitable for the role of Fourth Master Yuan, so it won't delay the matter."

"That's not what I meant." Lin Weimin said shyly, "That's what happened. I have a good friend who is a film actor in Bayi Factory and has always dreamed of a drama. When "Farewell My Concubine" was written, I promised to give him the role of Fourth Master Yuan, you see..."

Ouyang Shanzun frowned, "This..."

After pondering for a moment, he said, "Mr. Lin, it's not that I don't give you face. Our Renyi seems to have no such precedent. Why don't you ask Dean Yu?"

Lin Weimin knew that this matter was not that easy, he nodded, "Sure, I'll go over and ask him later."

After talking about the drama, Lin Weimin came out of the rehearsal field and went to Yuzhi's office.

After a few polite words with Shi Zhi, he told about Chen Xiaoer.

So he also pondered for a long time, Lin Weimin said: "You can help me, even if it's a B role."

So he said: "Let's do this. I'll give him a secondment here, so that it will be justifiable for him to come to Renyi to act. On the Bayi Factory, Mr. Lin, you have to let him figure out his own way."

Lin Weimin said happily: "Cheng Chengcheng, thank you very much, Teacher Yu."

After talking about this matter, Lin Weimin said again: "There is one more thing, I want to ask you about it."

"You say."

"Has the recruitment time of our Human Art this year been set?"

"Not yet. But according to the practice of previous years, it is usually in the first and middle of September. Are you planning to..."

Lin Weimin said: "My nephew majored in acting and is about to graduate from Yanying. I'm thinking about getting him to sign up for our Human Arts."

So he rolled his eyes and thought in his heart, this is a good thing!
Renyi has no shortage of good actors now, but what it lacks is a good script.

Over the past year, Lin Weimin's performance has fully proved his talent in drama creation.

He is Mr. Wan's disciple, and currently providing scripts for Renyi is entirely for Mr. Wan's face.

But the problem is that Mr. Wan is now in his seventies, and he may be traveling west on a crane at some point.At that time, it is hard to say whether Renyi can still invite Lin Weimin.

Now that he wants his nephew to enter Renyi, isn't there another layer of love?
Not to mention that his nephew is a graduate of Yanying, so he is a professional counterpart.

So they made up their minds, as long as this nephew can read the script fluently, they will have all skills.

I'm determined to go through this back door!
"No problem! No problem! I'll tell you in advance that registration is about to start. During this time, you can bring your nephew here and get in touch with our human art teachers so that he can prepare."

Lin Weimin said in surprise, "This...isn't it good?"

So Zhi waved his hand, "What's wrong? Mr. Lin, you are now a member of our Renyi, and your nephew is also a member of our Renyi family. What's wrong with your family visiting the theater?"

Teacher Yu is worthy of being a performing artist. This speech was powerful and powerful, and he spoke righteous and stern words. Lin Weimin said that he had learned it again.

"Thank you so much then."

"Mr. Lin, you are too polite, your business is our human art business."

For the sake of the script, Teacher Yu's integrity was shattered.

"Ms. Lin..." So Zhi said with a deliberate tone.

"Teacher Yu, tell me."

"Actually, there are quite a few of us pretty girls..."

Lin Weimin was startled, Mr. Yu, when did you change your career?
"Hey, thank you, Teacher Yu, for your kindness. I'm not in a hurry at my age."

His words reminded Yu Zhi, if he didn't say anything, he would forget that Mr. Lin is only in his early twenties this year, and he is in the prime of his youth!
So Zhi leaned on the back of the chair, thinking of the youthful years, how good it is to be young!
　Four thousand words.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)