Chapter 28: Four New After thinking about the things at the factory, Ning Weidong’s thoughts returned to Minkang Hutong. Judging from what happened just now, Ning Wei did a pretty good job, and was quite bold and careful. However, Ning Weidong felt that Wang Jingsheng's rash introduction of Zhang Jinfa was inappropriate. It’s not that Ning Weidong thinks that bringing in outsiders is a problem. In fact, he went to find Wang Jingsheng in the first place to bring in additional strength. As long as things can be done, having one more person to share the cake is not a problem. The problem is that Wang Jingsheng introduced this person. Zhang Jinfa's ability to make a living in Xicheng is not due to his eloquence. For such a person, ruthless is not an adjective. At present, Ning Weidong, and even Wang Jingsheng, do not have the power to suppress Zhang Jinfa. In this situation, cooperating with such people is undoubtedly like dancing with swords and seeking the skin of a tiger.
…… Ning Weidong thought about it and several hours passed without him noticing. I glanced at the time and it was past three in the afternoon. Ning Weidong's stomach growled. If Zhou Kun hadn't offered to treat him, he would have gone to eat long ago. Zhou Kun is not a man of many words. Since he said he would stew fish and drink wine, he would probably not go back on his word. Ning Weidong waited patiently for another half an hour. It was almost four o'clock when a voice of "Dongzi" was heard from outside. The door of the earthquake-proof shed was pulled open from the outside, and Zhou Kun poked his big head in. There were snowflakes on his hat, but he didn't come into the house. He squeezed half of his body in and said to Ning Weidong, "Let's go to my house." Ning Weidong had been waiting there, so he immediately got up and followed him out. The temperature suddenly dropped last night, and there were signs of snow, which have been on hold until now. The Zhou family lived in the main house in the front yard. Like the Ning family, they also had two rooms. There was a coal briquettes stove in the house. They were generous with the coal briquettes, so the fire burned very brightly. Zhou Kun's conditions were generally pretty good, with two large northern rooms and he could earn enough on his own. Don't look down on cart pullers. They earn much more than ordinary state-owned enterprise workers, especially since the second half of last year, when they can earn 70 or 80 yuan every month. It's just that people have a stereotype that pulling a cart is hard labor and is not decent. In addition, my parents passed away early, and my eldest brother was serving in the army in another place, so there was no one to arrange a family, so it has been delayed until now. The two of them went into the house. Zhou Kun took off his cotton-padded jacket and walked into the kitchen, pointing to the cabinet under the radio: "Dongzi, the wine is in the cabinet, as well as the luncheon meat. Take one out. I'll clean up the fish first." Ning Weidong was not polite and responded by opening the high and low cabinets. Wow~ There are quite a lot of stocks in there, seven or eight bottles of liquor of various names, three iron cans of malted milk, and a dozen cans of luncheon meat from Qinhuang City 4003 Factory... Ning Weidong looked at these and had only one thought in his mind: why not be a bootlicker?
Look at how other people live. "Brother, what do you want to drink today?" Ning Weidong called out, reaching out to take out a luncheon meat. There were good and bad wines in the cabinet, and Zhou Kun asked him to take them, but he couldn't just take them casually. Zhou Kun shouted loudly in the kitchen: "Li Sixin in the white porcelain bottle, let's drink something good today." The so-called "Li Si Xin" is Fenjiu, a brand that changed its name in the past few years following the trend, implying "establishing four new things and breaking four uncles". Ning Weidong responded, took the wine and luncheon meat to the eight-immortal table next to the stove, and called out, "Second brother, can you open the luncheon meat and put it on the plate?" Zhou Kun replied: "There is a small knife next to it, you can cut it twice..." Ning Weidong turned it over, picked out the metal key stuck to the bottom of the luncheon meat, and turned it open little by little along the sprouts left on the tin can with a "crunching" sound. At that time, tin cans were not yet cans. A lump of greasy luncheon meat poured out and Ning Weidong picked up the fruit knife beside him. The small knife has a wooden handle and the tip is jagged and toothy. It is obvious that this knife has had many functions before. I wonder what Zhou Kun used it to stab. Ning Weidong frowned, got up and went to the kitchen to rinse it with the faucet. Zhou Kun turned around and deliberately stepped aside, revealing a brand new gas tank underneath. Ning Weidong was well aware of what was happening. He pretended to be surprised as the sedan chair was carried by everyone, "Wow, second brother, when did you change the gas?" Zhou Kun chuckled, pouted and gave a thumbs up: "I got it last week. How is it? It's the first one in our hospital." Liquefied gas has been available in Beijing since the 1960s, but it was mostly used in residential buildings. It was not until the 1980s that it was rolled out in slums. Ning Weidong smiled. He had to praise the good wine and stewed fish. He said, "Why is the kitchen so clean? It must have cost a lot of money to change the gas this month, right?" Zhou Kun smiled happily. This was what he was waiting for. He waved his hand carelessly: "That's nothing~" Ning Weidong rubbed the knife twice under the running water, and came out to finish cutting the luncheon meat. Zhou Kun also came out of the kitchen. He rubbed his hands on his apron and went to the door to get a paper bag: "Let's stew the fish first. I just came back and bought peanuts at the grocery store. Let's drink it first." Tear off the oil paper package and put it on the table. It is the kind of roasted peanut kernels with skin. Zhou Kun casually threw one into his mouth, unscrewed the Fenjiu in the pipa bottle, and poured wine into two small teacups. This kind of green enamel mug with blue rim is usually used for children to drink water in kindergartens. I don’t know where he got it from, but it’s the perfect size for drinking. "Dongzi, clink glasses." Zhou Kun became excited when he smelled the wine. He handed Ning Weidong a teacup, clinked glasses with it, and took a big sip himself. Ning Weidong also took a sip. Before he traveled through time, he particularly liked the taste of Fenjiu and specially stored a lot of vintage wines. However, those so-called fifteen-year and twenty-year-old Fenjiu with beautiful packaging did not taste as good as the bottle of Lisixin produced in 1975. Ning Weidong was not sure if it was his psychological effect or his taste had changed. He took another sip and tasted it carefully. It seemed to be about the same. He simply did not bother about it. He picked up a piece of luncheon meat with chopsticks and put it in his mouth. He smiled and said, "Second brother, you are still free and easy. You drive a car to earn money during the day and drink a little wine at night..." Ning Weidong knew that Zhou Kun wanted to talk to him about something, so he was not in a hurry to ask after they had just started eating. The two chatted about this and that while waiting for the fish on the fire to be cooked through. After stewing for more than twenty minutes, Zhou Kun added some vermicelli in the middle, and the fish was finally ready. Zhou Kun is a down-to-earth man, so he directly put the big cast iron pot on the table.
There was a soy sauce-colored soup in it, and a big carp was more than a foot long including head and tail. In addition to vermicelli, there was also a piece of tofu in the pot. It had just come off the gas stove, and the fish soup was still bubbling. (End of this chapter)