Rebirth 1977 Great Era

Chapter 281 The conscience of the workers, a pornographic internal reference film (3K)

Fangyan then drove for another half an hour and took Mr. Cheng back to the Hua Xia Institute of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

At this moment, the preliminary external procedures have basically been completed.

All that's left is the internal procedures, contacting to form a team and recruiting people, and that's what Mr. Cheng, the person in charge, will do.

Fangyan is waiting until all the staff are assembled so that he can come and attend a meeting with Mr. Cheng.

Fangyan has finished what he needed to do today, and now he is waiting for notification from Mr. Cheng.

Before Fangyan left, he heard Mr. Cheng asking his assistant to start contacting people and also to request a space for the editing team in the research institute.

From what he said, he wanted to go directly to the publishing house in the research institute to find a place.

It is also convenient to find the person who compiled the "Chinese Pharmacopoeia" there.

Fangyan doesn't have to worry about the specific matters, Lao Cheng will arrange people to take care of it. Fangyan only needs to go over and discuss with them how to unify the information of medicinal materials on both sides.

Of course, this is all after we start writing. There is still a lot of preliminary preparation work that Mr. Cheng needs to worry about.

After it is done, he will ask Luo Huichun to inform Fang Yan.

Mr. Cheng then asked Fangyan to go home and wait for news, saying that he would probably get everything done in two or three days, which would be around next Monday.

Fang Yan readily agreed and left the institute on his motorcycle.

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Today is the day when the back house in the front yard is completed, and Fangyan promised to treat the workers to a meal as a reward for them.

I bought the ingredients yesterday, so all I have to do today is cook it.

When we returned to the courtyard, the front yard was still undergoing final cleanup.

Fangyan took a look and found that it was very detailed.

It's even more detailed than I imagined.

This is more or less due to the hotpot we had tonight.

When I got home, I found that my younger brother had not come back yet.

Fangyan guessed that Director Chen must have kept him for dinner.

After all, since we have signed such a project, we should at least have a meal together.

No one cared about the dialect. We were all adults, and it was normal for us to have our own social activities.

When Fangyan started to cook the hot pot base for dinner, a rich and spicy aroma of butter wafted out.

The puppy at home was so annoyed that it ran to the kitchen with eager eyes, circling around Fangyan and barking with drooling eyes.

In addition to pepper, chili and butter, there are also star anise, bay leaf and cinnamon. These traditional Chinese medicinal spices are obtained from Tong Ren Tang. When the flavor is stimulated by heat, it is very fragrant.

The little dog was so greedy at that time.

Fangyan gave them some leftovers from lunch. After eating, the two little guys finally stopped crying, but they still stayed in the kitchen and were reluctant to leave.

I don’t know if it was the smell of spices or the smell of butter that attracted me.

Fangyan felt that he should take some time to educate these two little guys. They shouldn't be so greedy, otherwise they would easily be poisoned to death.

By the time the hotpot base is ready for the evening, it is almost time to get off work.

Family members came back one after another.

But Dad and the others haven't arrived yet.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Fangyan didn't keep the guests waiting and moved the round table to the back room in the front yard and set it up.

A stove and an iron pot make today's hot pot.

Unlike the common copper pot hot pot in Beijing, Sichuan style hot pot is not easy to find in Beijing. As expected, after the dialect was served on the table, everyone looked curious and said they had never eaten it before.

Fangyan took a piece of sliced ​​meat and demonstrated.

Everyone then realized that it was similar to copper pot hot pot, just a little spicier and more numb. He invited everyone to sit down in dialect, and then took out the good wine that was sent by others.

Nowadays, people who do heavy work like to have a few drinks, and the workers are no exception. They can't drink such good wine on weekdays, so Fangyan's hospitality today is really generous.

In fact, everyone was still a little reserved at first, but after two glasses of wine, the feeling came on and everyone started talking louder.

Fangyan drank with them for a while, and then his father and father-in-law came home.

Fangyan returned to the main courtyard, called his wife over, and set a table for his family.

The fourth child had not come back yet, so he was probably eating out. Fangyan asked the family not to wait for him and let them eat. If the fourth child really had not eaten when he came back in the evening, she would leave a small pot for him.

It is rare to see Sichuan cuisine with such strong flavors at home, and everyone started eating it with curiosity.

The dialect reduced the amount of chili peppers and Sichuan peppercorns, but my family didn’t find it very spicy.

Even the stubborn father-in-law said that the taste was a little lacking and not as spicy as the hot pot he had at the Sichuan Restaurant at No. 51 Xiruoxian Hutong.

Hearing this, Fangyan immediately gave him a dry dish.

However, it may be possible that the peppers bought by Fangyan were indeed not spicy enough, and my father-in-law still felt unsatisfied.

Finally, Fangyan can only say that next time, there are many Sichuan people in Beijing, and we should be able to find a chili that suits our taste.

From this we can see that my father-in-law is indeed a gourmet and he can tell if the food is not authentic at all.

The reason why Fangyan was able to gain his recognition before was entirely due to his hard work.

However, other people in the family felt that the spiciness was just right. Next time we want to eat spicy hotpot, I suggest we set up a separate table for Professor Zhu.

This made Professor Zhu say that they didn't understand food.

After feeding his family, Fangyan brought two more bottles of wine to the front yard. At this time, the workers had almost finished drinking, and when they saw Fangyan bringing more wine, they all said they didn't want to drink anymore, otherwise they would not be able to go back.

Fangyan does not urge people to drink, so everyone can eat to their heart's content.

If there weren't enough vegetables and meat, he still had plenty in his kitchen.

Everyone agreed and praised the dialect for its grandeur.

After doing so much work, they only met a few families who entertained them.

And Fangyan's restaurant is the best among theirs.

Then Fangyan added more dishes to everyone's meal. Since they were all people who did manual labor, they had big appetites. If there was less oil and water in their stomachs, they would eat more.

Today's beef hotpot is absolutely full of oil and water. No matter whether it is meat or vegetarian, the bottom of the pot will be covered with oil and water after one bite.

This meal took almost two hours, from just after five to seven. After the meal, Fangyan saw the workers out.

At this time, my wife and mother, who had already finished their meal in the main hall, came over to help clean up the scene.

While cleaning up my mother, he said:

"This meal is really worth it. I just checked all three rooms. They are so meticulously cleaned. Even our host family may not be as meticulous as them."

"After our hospital house was repaired and cleaned, it was not as clean as our home. We had to send someone to do a second cleaning."

"Look at what they did today. After a whole day, it's cleaner than after two cleanings."

Fangyan also expressed his emotion that people these days can still empathize with others.

If people in later generations were as easy to talk to as him, there would probably be a lot of problems.

In my previous life, I often heard people say on the Internet that you can’t be too nice to the decorators when renovating a house, because they will really take advantage of you.

Only if you don't treat them as human beings, can they treat you as human beings.

Otherwise, you may see leaks, hollow walls, falling tiles, and all kinds of things you have seen and not seen before in your home.

Dialects can only mean that once the moral standards have deteriorated, people’s hearts are no longer the same as before.

People these days are more simple and honest, and the workers still have a conscience.

After finishing the cleanup here, Fangyan took a look and made some plans to go look at the furniture tomorrow.

By then, all three rooms here will be decorated.

"Wife, do you think this is a good place to collect antiques or buy new ones?" Fang Yan asked Zhu Lin who was boiling water for washing his face.

Zhu Lin responded:
"It took a lot of effort to get one last time. I'm afraid it will be difficult to get three rooms this time."

When Fangyan heard this, he knew that the Queen's subtext had come out, and she was leaning towards antiques. In fact, Fangyan felt the same way. If you buy antiques during this period, you will make a profit, so it doesn't matter if you spend some effort.

Fangyan responded to the Queen:
"I'll go ask around first, but I may not be able to buy the same style."

The Queen smiled and said:

"There's no need to have three identical sets. It's fine to have one style for each room."

At this time, the old lady beside him asked in dialect:

"By the way, what time is it now, Fangyan?"

Fangyan took out his watch from his trouser pocket and took a look:
"It's almost eight o'clock."

The old lady asked:

"Your brother hasn't come back yet, is he okay?"

It was not too late at this time as it was just getting dark. Fang Yan said:

"It should be fine. He's an adult, not a child. He'll probably be back in a while."

I thought about it and it made sense, so I didn’t say anything more.

After finishing the work in the kitchen, Fangyan washed up and went to the study to fiddle with the typewriter he had gotten today.

Although at the research institute, Mr. Cheng said that they would be equipped with typewriters and typists by then.

But it doesn't prevent Fangyan from understanding this thing and letting the system support it.

There are 2,500 commonly used characters on the lead plate type tray, and in the drawer under the machine there are two boxes of spare characters with a total of 1,500 characters.

It took Fangyan half an hour to get the system up and running.

Then you will be able to type quickly and skillfully.

He took a piece of paper and placed it on the roller, then Fangyan started typing.

Start by writing a "Preface".

Fangyan glanced at the time on his watch, recalled a little, and began to type quickly:

Chinese medicine processing is a pharmaceutical technology that is used according to the theory of traditional Chinese medicine, the requirements of medical treatment, adjustment, preparation, and the properties of the medicinal materials themselves...

"Crack" the selected words were hit on the paper, and then with a "hiss" the sliding roller moved to the next grid and were hit on the paper one by one. It seemed that there were some problems with the typesetting, and each word overlapped a little, but Fangyan did not stop to adjust, but continued typing.

One minute is over soon.

Fangyan stopped typing and checked the word count, which was exactly eighty words.

If punctuation is added, there will be more than a hundred words. I don’t know the dialect. The standard of a hundred words for an excellent typist includes punctuation marks.

If it is not included, then the dialect will really give in.

That is a speed that is even better than that of my own plug-in.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door of Fangyan's study, and then he heard his mother's voice outside saying:

"Fang Yan, it's almost nine o'clock and your brother hasn't come back yet. Why don't you call and ask?"

Fangyan glanced at his watch and found that it was true. He didn't know what Lao Si was doing. He stood up and responded:

"Okay, I'll go borrow Director Feng's phone."

"Don't worry mom, I guess I'm drunk."

He opened the door and walked out while speaking in dialect. After comforting his mother, he quickly went out and found the home of Director Feng from the Street Office. After explaining the situation, he returned to the Street Office with Director Feng.

Fangyan made a phone call to Chen Huaikai's home phone, which was connected after a short while.

The person who answered the phone was Chen Huaikai's wife. After Fang Yan asked, she told Fang Yan that Fang Chen had gone to the Beijing Film Studio to watch an internal reference film, and Chen Kaige would bring it back to him later.

After hearing this, Fangyan agreed and hung up the phone.

As soon as he heard the internal reference film just now, he knew what was going on.

The so-called internal reference film is a special kind of film.

People of ordinary status cannot see them. Usually, only leading cadres, military compounds, film studios, and art units have resources.

Most of the content shown is pornographic and violent art films brought back from abroad that cannot be shown to the public.

In addition, there are some decadent music, such as rock, jazz, and Teresa Teng, which are regarded as a scourge and should not be seen in the light.

Things that ordinary people could only access in the 1990s, others have already accessed now, and most of the young people who have access to these things have become accustomed to them. This is caused by different family starting points.

Fangyan had seen a lot in the Internet age in his previous life, so he didn't feel anything. But Lao Si, an educated youth who just came back from the Northeast, would probably be greatly shocked tonight.

PS: 6000 words updated, more will be added later
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