Siheyuan: The opening earthquake of stealing and replacing pillars

Siheyuan,

Zhu Lin took a sip of Coke at home and immediately felt a bitter taste in his mouth. He couldn't help but frown and said, "What does this taste like? It's so unpalatable!"

"Hehe, you are ignorant!" He Yuzhu laughed at the side, "This is a foreign thing, an imported product, you will get used to it slowly!"

In fact, there is nothing new about cola, because China had already developed it as early as 53 - Laoshan Cola. It was not called this name at first, but was called Laoshan soda, a carbonated beverage that was more in line with the taste of the Chinese people. Later, with a large number of Soviet people entering China, foreign products and foreign names became popular. In order to keep up with the international situation, the manufacturer changed the name to Laoshan Cola.

However, locals still prefer to call it Laoshan soda, which sounds more appropriate.

"That's it?" Zhu Lin said in disgust. "What? It tastes so bitter, just like drinking Chinese medicine. I don't want to get used to it!"

“Is it bitter?”

As he spoke, He Yuzhu also took a sip and felt that the taste was indeed a bit bitter and weird, which made people very uncomfortable. He couldn't help but wonder, isn't the formula of Coca-Cola today the same as that of later generations?

"How about it? Can you get used to it?" Zhu Lin smiled with glee.

"Wife, I was wrong. I can't get used to it!"

He Yuzhu immediately understood. No wonder I was rewarded with a box of Coke. It turned out that it was something no one wanted!

"You~" Zhu Lin tapped his forehead with a finger, "Don't think that foreigners' things are all good. There are cultural differences here. What they are used to doesn't mean we can get used to it. Just like Lao Mo, your steak looks good, but when you eat it, it's just so-so, half-cooked. I'm worried that I'll have diarrhea!"

He Yuzhu was amused by these words.

"Now that you mention it, I remember that when I was at Hongbinlou, Lao Mo had just opened, and one of my senior brothers and his friends went there. When they got there, the waiter asked, 'Sir, how would you like your steak cooked?' My senior brother didn't know this, but he didn't want to lose face in front of his foreign friends, so he pointed to the people at the next table and said, 'Same as them.' Haha, guess what happened next?"

"What?" Zhu Lin seemed to have guessed the result and kept laughing.

"What happened? The steak served by the waiter was only medium rare and bloody. My brothers and the others were stunned. Is this for human consumption?"

Zhu Lin laughed so hard that he fell backwards, "Haha, what happened next~"

"Later? Then I ate it raw!"

"Can they eat it?"

"They had to eat even if they couldn't finish it. Who told them to act big? In the end, their mouths were full of blood. On the way back, they were almost arrested by the patrolling police and taken to the police station because they suspected them of eating human flesh. Haha~"

Zhu Lin almost couldn't breathe from laughing. "So, the cultural differences are so huge that not everyone can get used to it!"

"You're right, we don't want to drink this Coke!"

He Yuzhu put the Coke into the box again, preparing to make a plate of Coke chicken wings on the night of the 30th.

……

The performances in the next few days went very smoothly. The amazing show results not only pushed the song and dance troupe back to the front page of the literary and art circles, but also made He Yuzhu famous. Newspapers, TV stations and radio stations all sent him invitations, and He Yuzhu accepted them all, because in his opinion, since he was already famous, he should not be cautious anymore. The window of the times was slowly opening, and a full economic recovery was just around the corner. It was a good opportunity to develop his influence and ride the huge wave of reform and opening up.

On the evening of the 28th, He Yuzhu walked into Kyoto Radio Station as promised. He was going to have a face-to-face exchange today and the conversation would be broadcast live. However, he still had to prepare before the show started. After all, it was a live broadcast and some issues still had to be communicated in advance.

"Editor Li, we meet again!"

"Haha, I've been looking forward to this for a long time!"

The person who received He Yuzhu was none other than Li Hui, whom he had met once two years ago. At that time, he was just a small reporter, but after the wind changed, he became a radio editor. It was he who recognized He Yuzhu through a photo in the newspaper, so this interview took place.

The two shook hands cordially.

"Come here, let me introduce you. This is our radio host, Comrade Fang Jingfang!" Li Hui pointed at a female comrade next to him and said, "I guess you know her too!"

"I know, it's Comrade Fang Jing!" He Yuzhu shook hands with Fang Jing gently and said with a smile, "There is a teacher in our school who often says that you can tell a person by his voice. When I was listening to your program, I thought that Comrade Fang must be a great beauty. Today, I saw that it was indeed the case!"

"Haha, you're joking!" Fang Jing does look good, she's in her early thirties, and although she's dressed simply, it's hard to conceal the charm of a married woman in her. It's probably because of this that the leader is attracted to her. No wonder people say, you can question the leader's ability, but never question the leader's vision.

"Don't stand anymore, sit down and talk!" Li Hui asked He Yuzhu to sit in the guest seat and personally poured him a glass of water. His enthusiasm seemed a bit too much.

Fang Jing saw all of this. She was very curious. Even if this gentleman had some fame, he didn't have to be so servile.

In fact, Li Hui was not being servile, he really treated He Yuzhu as a friend. As the saying goes, money is easy to get, but a true friend is hard to find. When he was in Yueweixuan that year, he wanted to have a drink with He Yuzhu, but they were too unfamiliar with each other when they first met and had no time to interact. This time they finally got together, he had to treat him well!

However, this was not the time to chat, as there were serious matters to be attended to. Li Hui first asked the director to tell He Yuzhu about the requirements and precautions for recording the program. There were many details, and only after he was familiar with them did they begin to discuss the specific content of the interview. Fang Jing was mainly responsible for communication in this regard. Looking at his beautiful partner, He Yuzhu handled it very easily.

"I watched the TV replay yesterday. Your performance was wonderful, especially the one on the evening of the 23rd. It can be said that it shocked everyone..." Fang Jing has been hosting on the radio since 1973, so of course she has already developed her eloquence and knowledge.

"At first you only performed a horse racing song, which was already amazing. Later on, you added new works, such as "Chivalrous Love in the Jianghu" and "Dream Language of Hometown". I heard that these works were all created by you. Is this true? The creation speed is so fast. Can you tell me where your inspiration mainly comes from?"

Fang Jing asked a tricky question right away, which was difficult to answer. You know, generally speaking, when a creator writes a song, it is difficult to express the meaning of the song without sufficient life experience. Even if it is finally completed, it will be very different from the original intention. However, He Yuzhu hardly looks like he has been through many years, so how did he do it?

In fact, He Yuzhu had already thought about the questions raised by Fang Jing before he came. He felt that the best explanation was simple and crude: I am a genius, what can you do about it!