Countercurrent 1978 starts with the production team

Others wanted less meat skewers, mostly three or five skewers. There were very few people like Chu Jianghe who wanted twenty skewers at once.

But even though he wanted a lot, he had to be on a first-come, first-served basis. After the young stall owner finished grilling other customers' meat skewers, he concentrated on preparing them for Chu Jianghe.

The barbecue rack is welded with old iron sheets and stuck on the back seat of the bicycle. The stove is not big enough and can only grill a limited amount at a time. The red charcoal inside looks like it was made by ourselves.

The skewers used to pierce the meat skewers are iron bars on the wheel hubs of bicycles. One end is specially polished to a point to make it easier to pierce the meat.

In this era, there is not so much technology and hard work. All the materials used are real materials. Bicycle bars are just bicycle bars.

Chu Jianghe didn't have any worries. If others can eat it, why can't he eat it? It's not a dark dish.

It’s just a trivial thing to think about what I didn’t experience in my previous life, such as gutter oil and Laotan pickled cabbage, but I was still alive and well.

The young stall owner is still an experienced hand and seems to have good skills. The meat skewers in his hands are flying over the charcoal fire. From time to time, his right hand takes out the seasonings from the glass jar next to it and sprinkles them on it.

The glass jar is an empty bottle of canned fruit, with spices such as cumin and chili inside.

As it roasted, the smoke of smoke spread out, and the surroundings were suddenly filled with the aroma of meat, attracting many passers-by.

But I still saw more and bought less.

A simple smile appeared on the dark face of the young stall owner: "Wait a moment, it will be ready soon."

"It's all right."

With nothing else going on, Chu Jianghe smoked a cigarette and chatted with the young stall owner.

"Brother, how long have you been doing this? I think your skills are pretty good."

"I haven't been working for long. I just started to put it out in the past few days." The young stall owner smiled sincerely and was a little proud when talking about his craftsmanship: "I'm not bragging to you, this seasoning is passed down from our ancestors. Wait a minute, you can You’ll know once you taste it.”

Chu Jianghe said with a smile, "Can we set up stalls on the streets now? We're not afraid of being investigated."

The young stall owner said indifferently: "I'm afraid, but it's important to eat. I'm a grown man who doesn't do anything. I just eat at home and wait to die. What's that like? Anyway, they are coming to investigate, so we will leave and fight guerrillas with them. .”

No wonder the stove is stuck on the back seat of the bicycle, so it can be easily evacuated at any time.

"Didn't you try your luck at the Labor Bureau? If a good job is arranged, it would be better than barbecuing here."

The young stall owner sighed and said: "Oh, we don't have that fate. There are so many people, how can it be our turn. I think it's good now. We can rely on our own crafts to make a living, so there is no shame."

"Yes, I think you can make a lot of money in a day."

The young stall owner smiled shyly. Seeing that no one was paying attention, he whispered to Chu Jianghe: "Although it's not very decent, I can still earn a few dollars a day, which is much better than working. My biggest expense here is Just go to the countryside to buy meat from fellow villagers, and as long as you buy meat, it is equivalent to making money."

The young man had a good impression of Chu Jianghe and was not prepared to tell Chu Jianghe the secret of his business.

Chu Jianghe didn't care either. He didn't like this little business even if it cost a few dollars a day.

Compared with so many people who risk their lives to enter a state-owned factory, this young stall owner can see clearly. Choosing to set up a stall on the street also requires a lot of courage.

The young stall owner said with envy: "You don't know, some people take a camera and take pictures of people in the square. They can take a hundred photos in a day and charge 30 cents for each photo. The cost is It costs about [-] cents. I rinse it at home at night and send it out to customers the next day. I can earn [-] to [-] yuan a day!"

You can earn 30 to [-] yuan a day, which is really a high salary. It’s no wonder that the young stall owner is envious.

However, there are barriers to entry in this industry. First of all, the price of the camera is not cheap, and you also need to be able to develop it yourself.

After thinking about it, Chu Jianghe decided to reveal some news to him: "I see, it won't take long before no one will check you. Setting up a stall is also a way of livelihood. If you don't steal or rob, the country has no excuse." If you don’t support it, I can’t see how long it will take before no one cares about it.”

The young stall owner did not easily believe what Chu Jianghe said, and his face was filled with doubts: "Is it true or false?"

Chu Jianghe chuckled: "What? Don't believe it? How about we make a bet. If what I say is not accurate, I will keep your business covered next time we meet. If what I say is accurate, you can treat me to a favor next time we meet. Just eat two skewers of barbecue, how about that?"

Chu Jianghe is naturally confident. In April this year, the government will relax the restrictions on individual industrial and commercial households, and then this stall can be set up.

After hearing Chu Jianghe's words, the young stall owner beamed with joy and said, "That's a good relationship. If it's as you said, I'll treat you to barbecue next time we meet."

Chu Jianghe took the meat skewers handed over by the young stall owner and said with a smile: "Then we have agreed, but don't deny it when the time comes."

Who would have thought that the young stall owner was a little anxious by Chu Jianghe's joke: "Look what you said, it's just a few meat skewers, it doesn't matter. If it doesn't work, I will treat you today."

"Then why are you so embarrassed? My words haven't been verified yet. Let's do it next time. You can invite me next time."

"Then we've made an agreement."

This young stall owner was quite honest, but why did Chu Jianghe have the nerve to take other people's barbecue for nothing and signaled his wife to pay.

Chu Jianghe originally wanted to take it home, but when he thought that he would probably use the sign again, he stood by the stall and started eating.

After taking a bite, Chu Jianghe gave the young stall owner a thumbs up with satisfaction.

If you add a bottle of beer to this, it will definitely be a top-notch enjoyment.

Seeing that the customers were satisfied with their food, the young stall owner smiled proudly and got back to working on the barbecue.

Compared with Chu Jianghe's gobbling, Liu Yunfang looked much more ladylike.

After Chu Jianghe finished the meat skewers in his hand, Liu Yunfang was able to eat two skewers. In the end, all the meat skewers went into Chu Jianghe's stomach.

After saying hello to the young stall owner, Chu Jianghe and his wife slowly walked towards his home.

Looking at these extra stalls and the busy people at the stalls, Chu Jianghe was filled with emotion.

It is the fireworks in this world that are the most supportive of ordinary people’s hearts.

In the final analysis, this great era is composed of specific people.

There used to be a saying called "hard work gets rich". As long as you work hard enough and can endure hardships, you will definitely get rich.

As long as you don't get rich, you are not hardworking enough.

This argument is still very applicable in the current environment, because everyone is equally poor, the gap between rich and poor is not that big, and everyone has the same starting point.

There is no doubt that whoever works harder than others will live a better life.

At this time, many of the first batch of people who became rich were self-made and worked hard on their own.

But less than 40 years later, few people have mentioned the idea of ​​getting rich through hard work anymore.