59 years after its opening, people are still in Nanluoguxiang.

After entering the room, the old man asked Chen Feng to sit in the living room.

In less than a minute, he took out various bills and goods from the room.

Chen Feng took a look and his eyelids twitched. It was a bicycle ticket.

Ignore the bicycle ticket and pick out a cloth ticket, a kerosene ticket, and three cotton tickets.

Winter is coming soon, and I remember that the Chen family lacked winter clothes.

With this cloth coupon and three cotton coupons, I can at least make one coat.

Kerosene is used for lighting.

Nowadays, every household in Beijing still mainly uses candles and kerosene lamps, among which candles are the main ones. Kerosene lamps are also a scarce commodity because China is an oil-scarce country and there is a great demand from all parties.

As for the electric lights.

Yes, but their popularity is very low and they are given priority in factories and building areas.

Especially because of the Great Steel Production Campaign after 1958, electricity was supplied first to steel mills.

Nanluoguxiang has electricity, but if you want to use electricity, it is not as reliable as candles or kerosene lamps (lanterns).

If you want to use electric lights, you have to wait until the 70s. At that time, the only household appliance in many people's homes was tube lights. At 8 or 9 o'clock every night, every house was dark.

During the peak period in the 70s and 80s, power outages occurred more than dozens of times a day in the city.

In 1986, power outages occurred 11 times, an average of 300 times a day.

It was not until 1993 that the power company of Sijiucheng implemented a number of power grid reconstruction projects, which basically achieved the goal of no power outages for residents' daily lives.

"Master, I just want these five bills."

The old professor took a look, smiled and nodded.

"can."

"Little friend, next time you catch something good, you can come to my house and exchange it with me."

If there is something wrong, it’s my little brother. If there is nothing wrong, it’s my little friend.

Uncle, your face changing is from Sichuan opera, right?

"Ok!"

Chen Feng agreed immediately. If his family wanted to shop, it was not enough to have money alone, they also needed enough receipts.

But these bills are basically in the hands of middle and senior management.

Like Zhen Xi's bicycle tickets, the entire Red Star Steel Rolling Mill can only distribute three or four tickets a year to employees as rewards.

Others should be given priority to buyers, projectionists, etc.

There is a factory director, several deputy factory directors, a logistics director, a security chief, a purchasing chief, a guesthouse director, a hospital director, a labor and personnel chief, an archives chief, a finance chief, a workshop director, a deployment chief, and eight-level technical workers in the factory. All these people add up to more than twenty people.

Three or four bicycle tickets were not enough for the factory executives to share.

Not to mention the ordinary people, it is basically impossible to get a ticket if they have no connections.

Speaking of which, many people may not believe it.

In 1949, there were more than 17 bicycles in Beijing, but those were accumulated bicycles owned by wealthy families. It was not easy for the lower classes to buy domestic products.

There are quite a few factories, but they are facing a huge market of tens of millions of people, and they need transportation tools all over the country, so it is impossible for them to supply only one city.

(In 1959, there were only 12 bicycles, a few jeeps and a few three-wheeled motorcycles registered in the Ningbo Municipal Bureau)

It is equivalent to half a year's salary of an ordinary worker, and few people are willing to spend it.

The old professor seemed to be well-connected. Not only were there electric lights and radios in his home, but there were also sewing machines. He also had a Shanghai brand semi-steel men's watch.

The retail price of this watch is 60 yuan.

His father wanted to buy it several times but was reluctant.

The monthly salary of an apprentice at the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill is only 18 yuan. During the three-year apprenticeship period, 2 yuan is added for each year of work experience. The internship salary in the fourth year is 27.5 yuan. After the fifth year, the salary is graded as a formal first-level technical worker, which is only 32.5 yuan.

In other words, this watch is equivalent to two months' salary for someone with five years of work experience.

Among the bills he took out, there was a bicycle ticket. I don’t know if it was unintentional or to show off and test.

"Goodbye, uncle."

"Okay, kid, walk slowly."

The old professor was very satisfied with Chen Feng's honesty and lack of greed, and personally sent him to the door.

"Little comrade, remember, if you have any fish or shrimp, you can come to me, especially turtles."

"Okay, sir."

After bidding farewell to the old professor, Chen Feng did not go home directly. Instead, when passing by the Tongzi River, the moat of the Forbidden City, he chose to stay and catch more fish before taking it back.

There used to be a lot of fish and shrimp in Tongzi River.

But now the river is very clean.

Chen Feng had some evil taste in his heart and wanted to give it a try. What could this 100% fishing rod do if there were no fish?

As a result, facts told him that the absence of fish did not mean the absence of other aquatic creatures.

The first cast brought up a 2-liang loach.

The second time, he caught a turtle as big as an adult's palm.

The third cast was another loach weighing three taels.

The fourth fishing rod caught a 2-liang yellow eel.

Fifth Pole...

"Damn it, where do all these loaches come from in this place!"

Chen Feng really wanted to complain.

The peak production period for loaches is between June and October each year, especially from June to August when they are the fattest and most active.

But it's a bit cold in Sijiu City this year. It's the end of September now, so this thing should be hiding in a hole under the water.

"Forget it. Even if a loach is small, it's still meat. It's better than nothing."

The empty hook caught more than 3 kilograms of loach, a turtle, 3 eels, and several small crucian carps weighing 3 taels.

Then he carried the bucket back.

When I was almost home, I heard shouting behind me.

"Crazy, walk slower, wait for me."

Chen Feng heard the voice and turned his head helplessly.

The one who spoke was none other than the master who dominated the No. 95 compound next door, the future king of bootlickers, and the big fool in the eyes of the old man of the Chen family - He Yu·Sha·Zhu.

As a chef at the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill, Sha Zhu is not yet a head chef. It is not his turn to be in charge of the small canteen in the factory that entertains VIPs.

Now is the era of iron rice bowl. Even if the boss is very unhappy, at most he can only criticize him and delay his promotion and salary increase.

Dismissal, that's impossible!

The chef is one of the eight major staff members and is very valuable.

Sha Zhu caught up and his eyes lit up when he saw the bucket.

"Crazy, Brother Zhu wants to make a deal with you. You have so many loaches, why don't you sell half of them to me? I promise I won't let you suffer any loss."

Although everyone was hungry, he was the chef and he would definitely not starve.

But it is impossible to eat delicious food.

In the small canteen for factory leaders, leftovers are usually distributed by the chef to the kitchen staff.

Shazhu is a fool and only cares about face. He doesn't even think highly of the things he got now. Unlike in the future, he will be led astray by the Virgin Mary and learn to be greedy. So he suffers for his face.

I can eat enough, but not well.

"Zhu Zi, buying and selling is against the law."

He Yuzhu said disdainfully: "If you don't tell me and I don't tell you, who will know?"

He put his arm around Chen Feng's shoulders, looking like a good brother.

"If you agree to sell it, I'll show you some of my new Sichuan dishes tonight. I guarantee you'll want more after you try it."

Before Sha Zhu entered the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill, he must have been arranged by his father He Daqing before he ran away. He studied Sichuan cuisine at Hongbinlou in Tianjin (famous for its halal cuisine, but there were Sichuan chefs there), and Shandong cuisine at Fengze Garden. Together with his own family-inherited Tan cuisine, he can be said to be a master of all three disciplines in the chef world.

Hongbinlou is a famous halal restaurant, while Fengzeyuan is a leader in Shandong cuisine.

Without the connections of his elders, it was unlikely that Sha Zhu, who was alone with his younger sister He Yushui, would have been able to become a disciple repeatedly.

It just so happens that there is a classic Sichuan dish called roasted loach.

"Zhu Zi, how about this? You help me cook soft-shelled turtle, grass carp and loach. You are responsible for the oil and seasonings, and I will give you a pound of loach."

"Okay, lunatic, that's very loyal!"

Sha Zhu felt that he had made a huge profit by spending an hour helping Chen Feng process the soft-shelled turtle, grass carp and loach, and only spending some seasonings and oil, and getting a pound of loach in return.

Chen Feng thought that instead of letting his family waste the food, it would be better to take out a pound of loaches in exchange for Sha Zhu's help.

Compared to having a few delicious meals, a pound of loaches is nothing.

There are plenty of moats.

One fish every ten seconds, and a bucket of fish can be caught in ten minutes.

After all, if the soft-shelled turtle is not cooked by a master, it will not taste good!

So both of them felt that they had made a lot of money.

Win-win cooperation, mutual benefit!