Go back to the prosperous days and become a layman

Chapter 481 480 Duck

After a quick lunch, as soon as he got to work in the afternoon, Tang Zhitong handed over the union fees and pastry money to Sister Chen, and as usual, gave the organizational fees to Fang Yuan.

After processing the report, I sat down to rest for a while, and there was a knock on the door. Someone called out, "Is Comrade Tang Zhitong here? Believe me!"

"Coming!" Tang Zhitong immediately stood up and walked out.

In the escort area, outsiders are basically not allowed in, except for the deliverymen.

There are fixed deliverymen in each area, and everyone knows each other. If the deliverymen are not allowed to come in, this job will have to be transferred to the security guards themselves.

Who is willing to add more workload to themselves?
"It's a registered letter, you need to sign for it." Tang Zhitong opened the door, and the deliveryman took out a large kraft paper envelope from the delivery bag and handed it to him.

"Okay, thank you, Master." Tang Zhitong signed quickly and then looked at the envelope. The mailing address was the master's department.

With classmate Xiao Wang greeting him first, Tang Zhitong guessed that it was the honorary certificate and bonus for the "Barefoot Doctor Manual".

If such a matter was handed over to Wu Haiyang, he would probably be able to bring it to him with fanfare. As for why the master's troops did not come, Tang Zhitong was too lazy to think about it.

Only after the deliveryman turned around and left did Tang Zhitong open the letter and walk in.

There were three things in the envelope: a "Barefoot Doctor Manual", a certificate of honor, and a remittance slip.

Because it was a collective creation, there was no such thing as royalties, so the remittance slip said "bonus", and the amount was not large, only ten yuan.

Although Tang Zhitong has submitted manuscripts, he still doesn't understand how the current royalties are calculated.

According to past experience, royalties will be slightly higher than bonuses, but will not be linked to the number of copies printed.

The price for printing one copy or hundreds of thousands of copies is the same, just like a buyout.

Tang Zhitong doesn't care about money.

What he wanted was the certificate, but the only drawback was that it was only stamped with the red seals of the Women's Federation and the Ministry of Personnel. It would be better if it could be one level higher. Tang Zhitong felt a little regretful.

"Chief Tang, has your work been published?" Ma Wei asked curiously.

In addition to buying magazines and books from bookstores and newsstands these days, you can also send them by remittance. But as a reader, you don’t get a remittance slip, only the author has one, so Ma Wei asked this question.

"I guess so." Tang Zhitong replied happily. He did write the first aid chapter himself, and it was reviewed and approved by other experts with minor changes.

"Wow! Can you read your masterpiece to me?" Cultural figures have a high status. When Ma Wei heard that Tang Zhitong's submission was selected, stars almost popped out of her eyes, and she even changed her way of addressing him.

"It may be different from what you imagined." Tang Zhitong scratched his head and handed the "Barefoot Doctor Manual" to Ma Wei.

Ma Wei was a little surprised when she saw the title of the book. When she opened the first page, she couldn't hide the surprise on her face. She flipped through the pages again, trying to find out which article was written by Tang Zhitong from the table of contents, but there was no author mark on any of the chapters.

She only found Tang Zhitong's name on two lists. As she flipped through them, she said, "It's definitely different from what I thought. I didn't expect Section Chief Tang to be so talented. This is a great thing for the benefit of the people. Is your medical skill inherited from your family?"

"Well, we are a working-class family, so we don't know any medical skills. I was accepted by the expert group by chance and I made a small contribution. They probably thought it would be bad to leave me out, so they let me take up this spot." Tang Zhitong explained half-truthfully.

“That’s amazing too.” Ma Wei praised sincerely.

Medicine was not her major, so she was not interested in the contents. She flipped through the pages quickly and then saw some pictures of the male and female physiological structures. Her face turned red.

Ma Wei almost threw the book away, as if she had been stung by a bee, but for the sake of face, she had to endure it.

He quickly flipped through the pages, his lifeless eyes resting on the page behind. His mind was buzzing and he wasn't concentrating at all.

After calming down a little, Ma Wei closed the book and returned it to Tang Zhitong.

Seeing Ma Wei's expression, Tang Zhitong understood instantly, but said nothing. He just nodded and took the book.

The only chapter in this book that can make young men and women blush is the one with illustrations. Tang Zhitong discovered this problem when he was reviewing it.

But as a latecomer, Tang Zhitong's thinking is not so backward. Moreover, this is an undergraduate textbook. If doctors don't understand it, how can they treat diseases? Is it like a blind man touching an elephant? That's so unrealistic.

Although Tang Zhitong can accept it, it does not mean that other young men and women can accept it.

From now until the 1980s and 1990s, physiological education has always been lacking, and some young men don’t even know how to insert a catheter.

When newlyweds get married, many girls have their sisters-in-law come forward to talk to them in private for a while before they get married, and that is considered the initiation.

Although the propaganda says that the Women's Federation will organize newlyweds to watch promotional videos, that is just propaganda.

Even Gu Yong only has a vague understanding of it, which shows how narrow the scope of this kind of publicity is.

Therefore, the specific practice must be explored slowly by the couple. After trying more times, they will always find the right way. After all, their own feelings will not go against their will.

Young people as knowledgeable as Tang Zhitong are very rare. Of course, the young masters who have maids to serve them since childhood are expected to have rich theoretical and practical experience before marriage.

Back to the topic, Ma Wei's embarrassment and Tang Zhitong's tacit understanding made the atmosphere in the Finance Department suddenly become tense.

In order to make Ma Wei feel more comfortable, Tang Zhitong put all the books, certificates and other things into his bag, and then told her that he was going to the bank to withdraw money and left.

As soon as Tang Zhitong closed the door, Ma Wei immediately covered her face with her hands, feeling that her reaction was embarrassing.

Which young girl doesn't have spring in her heart? Which educated youth doesn't have a literary dream? But she didn't expect that the book Tang Zhitong submitted would have such content!

Tang Zhitong didn't care about all that. He rode his bike, humming a song, and slowly went to the bank.

There are not many new songs released every year, but most of those that are released to the public are very popular.

Tang Zhitong was humming "Ninety-nine Sunny Days", an interlude in the movie "The Story of Liubao".

This is a rare love movie that was released in 1957. Tang Zhitong and Xiao Wang watched it in the cinema last year.

Even though only a year had passed, Tang Zhitong had already forgotten the storyline because he was busy doing other things at the time and didn't pay any attention to it at all.

The reason why we can hum this song is that it has a strong vitality and has been passed down for a long time.

"Come on that sunny day of September 9, my eighteen-year-old brother, listen carefully to my little Yinglian..."

When passing by Dazhalan, Tang Zhitong was attracted by the aroma of roast duck from afar. When a person is hungry, his sense of smell becomes particularly sensitive.

Smells good! It smells so good!
Smelling the aroma of roast duck, Tang Zhitong suddenly felt that the sky was getting dark and the song was not pleasant to listen to.

Ultimately, it’s because the duck is so delicious, otherwise why would anyone be willing to spend 60 to order two ducks?
Standing at the intersection of Dazhalan Street, Tang Zhitong looked at the long queue in front of Quanjude but did not go forward to join in the fun.

If you don't queue up in advance, you can't buy this thing. But fortunately, there are roast ducks that I stocked up last year in the space. Tang Zhitong gritted his teeth and thought, isn't it just for this day? Eat! And I want to order two for myself!

Two ducks are not expensive, only about eight dollars. I just received my salary and bonus, so it is reasonable to eat two ducks, right?
Although there was no food crisis last year, the Quanjude roast ducks that Tang Zhitong stocked up were not big.

Quanjude's roast duck is well-known in Beijing, not only because it tastes really good, but also because of the exquisite ingredients used.

The authentic Quanjude roast duck is all force-fed ducks, which are fed with millet and mung beans. They are fed for about 0.8 days before they are ready for slaughter. The cost price is 95 yuan per catty. However, 5% of the force-fed ducks are exported, and the remaining % are supplied to Quanjude, which are all discarded old, weak, sick, etc.

Anyway, the size is very random. Tang Zhitong always chose the big ones, which cost four yuan each and weighed less than three pounds after being roasted.

Tang Zhitong also bought some roast duck from Bianyifang at that time.

Bian Yi Fang uses local Pu ducks, which are locally raised and have low breeding costs, but are also small in size. A Bian Yi Fang roast duck costs about two yuan and fifty cents.

Many old locals prefer Bianyifang. When talking about Quanjude, they all say with disdain: Who eats Quanjude? It’s expensive and tastes bad, it’s far worse than Bianyifang!
Hey, don't take it seriously. The guys from the old city are just trying to be nice. After all, it's the same duck, but Quanjude charges one dollar and fifty cents more!
After taking the money, Tang Zhitong went straight to Chunshu Hutong.

When he arrived at the door of the unit, Tang Zhitong pulled out a set of Quanjude roast duck from the space, including sliced ​​skin, duck rack, lotus leaf pancake, green onion shreds, and cucumber strips.

The reason for choosing Quanjude is that the roast duck at Bianyifang has more oil, which is more suitable to be eaten after the ration of edible oil is reduced.

It was Wang Jingmin who opened the door. He was also attracted by the smell of roast duck. He swallowed his saliva, stared at the newspaper in Tang Zhitong's hand, and murmured, "Brother-in-law..."

"Go in quickly, don't let anyone see you." Tang Zhitong didn't even bother to change his shoes when he entered the room. He put the roast duck on the dining table and asked, "Where's our mom?"

"He hasn't come back yet." Wang Jingmin only had the roast duck in his eyes at the moment. He opened the newspaper, looked up and asked, "Brother-in-law, can I have a taste?"

"Have a bite of the duck leg. We can eat the rest when mom and Jingying come back." Tang Zhitong picked out a shredded duck leg from the pile of newspapers. Although there was not much meat, it could at least satisfy his craving.

"Hmm, hmm!" Wang Jingmin had no objection at all and chewed it with relish.

Tang Zhitong went to the kitchen to get an empty bowl, and pulled out a large bowl from the space, which was full of sweet noodle sauce, all of which were fried. When he bought the roast duck, he didn't have the right tools, so he just asked for an extra bowl from the store.

Quanjude does not sell bowls, but porcelain is bound to wear and tear, and those who understand will understand.

"I'm going to make some soup with the duck bones, and you're not allowed to eat it secretly." Tang Zhitong said, looking at the time.

"I promise not to steal any food!" Wang Jingmin pulled the bone out of his mouth, stood at attention, and then stuffed the duck leg into his mouth and chewed it.

The duck legs have been cleaned up quite well, leaving only a little burnt duck skin attached to the crispy bones at the end, which has a unique flavor when you bite it.

Quanjude processes duck frames, but there are only two kinds of them, stewed in clear soup and stewed with cabbage. As for whether to stew in clear soup or stewed with cabbage, it depends on the season.

For example, when there is cabbage now, customers have a choice. When there is no cabbage, customers also have a choice, to stew it or not.

When Tang Zhitong stocked up on roast duck, he chose not to stew it because processing would require extra charges, so every penny saved counts.

As for the salt and pepper duck rack, they are not available now.

Salt and pepper duck racks usually need to be fried, but oil is very precious nowadays, so even Quanjude doesn’t dare to waste it like that.

But to be honest, the salt and pepper duck rack is really delicious and is perfect with wine.

While half a pot of water was boiling on the stove, Tang Zhitong washed a cabbage and cut it into large pieces.

After the water boils, put the duck bones and cabbage in all at once, sprinkle a handful of salt on them, and finally sprinkle some cooking oil. After the water boils again, turn to low heat.

"Jingmin, watch the clock and turn off the fire after twenty minutes." Tang Zhitong washed his hands, came out of the kitchen, and planned to go home.

Since we are eating roast duck, there is no reason to eat it only in Chunshu Hutong. We have to eat some meat at home too.

"Okay!" Wang Jingmin held up the duck leg he had just gnawed on and asked, "Brother-in-law, do you think it's okay to use this for fishing?"

"Keep it and dry it in the sun. When you go fishing, roast it in advance. Maybe it can be used." Tang Zhitong said as he carried his backpack.

"Okay, then I'll keep them all." Wang Jingmin happily agreed and looked around, looking for a suitable place to put them to dry in the sun.

"I'm leaving now. Don't forget to do your homework at home." Tang Zhitong smiled, went out, and closed the door in one go, without the need for his brother-in-law to see him off.

After returning home, Fengzhi was also treated like Jingmin, with a polished duck leg to stuff into her mouth.

"You're an adult, but how come you don't know how to live? You spend money recklessly!" Zhang Guifang couldn't help but complain after seeing the roast duck.

"Mom, this is not the first time I've been paid more than 70 yuan, and the book gave us a bonus, so our family is well-off for once." The younger sister could be silenced, but Tang Zhitong had no choice but to listen to whatever Zhang Guifang said. Not only did he have to listen, he also had to pay, 40 yuan, which had been agreed upon long ago.

"Well, eat, eat. Fengzhi, close the door so the neighbors don't smell it." Zhang Guifang took the money and stopped blaming her son.

Since Zhang Guifang had already stewed the cabbage in advance, Tang Zhitong simply added a ladle of water and threw the duck bones in to stew again.

Cabbage and tofu are very similar. As long as there is water, they will not lose their texture no matter how you stew them.

"Did you buy roast duck?" Xiao Wang asked in surprise as he entered the room and smelled the fragrance.

"Well, now that I've received my salary, I can consider it as improving my life in advance."

"How did you get in line? I heard there were a lot of people." The overall salary level at the Beijing Library is higher than that at the Post and Telecommunications Department. Tang Zhitong had never heard so many questions while at the Escort Department. Even if there were, they were just discussions about how to make cabbage, pumpkin, and carrot more delicious.

"Really? When I went there to collect my bonus today, not many people were around." Tang Zhitong said as he winked at Xiao Wang, "Don't ask anymore, don't ask anymore. If you ask again, you'll be exposed."

Classmate Xiao Wang received Tang Zhitong's signal, smiled, and didn't ask any more questions. She thought Tang Zhitong had skipped work early and was afraid that her mother-in-law would find out.

Everyone in Chunshu Hutong knows how to eat Quanjude’s roast duck, Xiao Wang knows it, and Tang Zhitong also knows it, but Zhang Guifang and her two daughters don’t know it.

It’s a shame to say that although we are residents of Beijing, the Tang family has never tasted Quanjude’s roast duck for all these years, simply because it’s too expensive.

Xiao Wang rolled one for his mother-in-law, and Tang Zhitong rolled one for Fengzhen.

Fengzhi didn't wait for her brother and sister-in-law to help her roll it, she followed their example and rolled one up and put it in her mouth, saving the couple the effort.

One roast duck is definitely not enough for five people to eat.

The shortfall will be made up by the fixed amount and duck bones stewed with cabbage.

Going hungry for nine out of three days and having a full meal for the tenth meal is a miserable life, but it is still better than that of my neighbors.

It was also because of this roast duck meal that the Tang family still did not have the snacks distributed by the couple's workplace today...

(End of this chapter)