It was Saturday, May 17th.

It was a very hot day.

Kanshud is on the day shift.

Ning Weimin was not idle at home alone, and washed his clothes all morning.

By noon, he was so tired that his back hurt and his hands cramped, and he was too lazy to heat the leftovers, and his mouth was hungry again.

I walked out of the house alone, wanting to eat outside and save trouble.

There is a slip in the capital that includes the bustling downtown of the capital.

It is called "in front of the single drum tower in the east and west, the big fence at the front gate of Wangfujing, and the small door frame alley with a line of sky".

The small doorframe alley can have such a loud name, and it is also mixed in it, relying on snacks.

In fact, even the doorframe alleys, including the one, two, and three Langfang connected to him, are almost occupied by snack bars.

What is boiled and burned, belly, wontons, pies, dumplings, cat ears, all the local flavors that Beijing people like, and the taste is very authentic.

It is by no means the so-called tourist mecca of the capital later.

What is the net sale of fried scorpions in the old capital, Tianfu bean curd in the old capital, crispy bananas in the old capital, shrimp and eggs in the old capital, etc., which can be compared.

So walking on the road to the door frame alley, Ning Weimin pondered in his heart.

Is it a meat patty to drink porridge, or is it a plate of fried cakes with garlic?

The meatloaf bar looks boring, and the fried pancakes are a little too vegetarian.

So in the end, it was decided that it would simply be burned down in the Ruibin Building in the door frame alley.

It is a unique pastry in the capital Ruibin Building.

The taste is similar to pot stickers, but the shape is different.

Because of its long strip type, it can be folded in half when picked up with chopsticks, similar to the blanket that was carried on the shoulder in ancient times, so it is called the blanket fire.

The most famous signature snack of Ruibin House is the pork and green onion stuffing.

Its uniqueness lies not only in the fragrance of the filling, but also in the heat of frying.

The master of Ruibin Building can make the color golden, the burnt fragrance is overflowing, and the slightest bit is not pasty or black.

Ning Weimin felt that he wanted to come to three taels of this thing, so he had a cold dish and drank some loose beer.

That's definitely satisfying and refreshing.

But unfortunately, it is one thing to think well, and it is another thing to realize it.

Maybe I've been bumping into something dirty lately.

Ning Weimin's work is not satisfactory, and even such a small wish has not been realized.

As soon as he arrived at the place, he found that all the alleys that were not generous were silted.

I don't know how many people rub their heads and look at the excitement in the Ruibin Building.

I saw that at the ticket counter of the restaurant where the crowd was focused, it was actually the second son of the neighbor Bian Jia, Bian Jiangong, and the people from Ruibin Building who were fighting.

“...... A bowl of beer with a dish, you can buy it, if you don't buy it, you leave, what are you screaming?"

The waiter at the restaurant was already looking extremely impatient.

But Bian Jiangong raised his eyebrows and had to fight on the basis of reason.

"Hey, why. It's in the newspaper, and it says it's not allowed to do this, why are you still doing this?"

"When the newspaper is published, you ask the newspaper to buy it, and that's what we have here. ”

"You're talking about lightness. How much does a bowl of loose beer cost? How much does a dish cost? Who can afford to sell it like this?"

"I can't afford to drink it, the tap water is cheap, and the 'pouting tail pipe' will go." Beer is in short supply, and it's not a day or two. You don't have to look for trouble, okay?"

"Why do you have such an attitude? If you talk to me like this again, I will sue you. ”

"Sue me, okay, go to our head, and he will follow. Just go. Go ......."

Hearing this, it is also a coincidence, Bian Jiangong is actually the same as Master Luo in the courtyard a few days ago, and he is also anxious to buy loose beer.

But the difference is that Master Luo is angry that the restaurant has increased the price without permission and added an extra two cents.

By the time Bian Jiangong arrived, the situation was obviously worse.

This means that because of the shortage, restaurants no longer only sell beer.

If a customer wants to drink it, they have to tie in a dish.

But then again, the restaurant also has the trouble of the restaurant, and the person in charge of the ticket also has the helplessness of others.

Because this is the contradiction caused by the mismatch between supply and demand in the market, and the inevitable result of commodity prices not daring to open up all at once.

No one's in a nutshell.

When it comes to beer, in fact, the old people in Beijing didn't treat it from the beginning, and there was a long process of adapting to this thing.

Like after the founding of the People's Republic of China, except for a few people from well-off families, ordinary citizens in the capital were very resistant to the taste of beer.

Most people not only can't taste its fragrance and killing power, but also sarcastically call it "decoction" and "horse urine".

Later, in the early 60s, because loose beer was cheaper, it quenched your thirst more than soda popsicles.

It is only because of the shyness that people are forced to change their tastes, from not accepting them to gradually accepting them.

As a result, it was out of control when I got used to it, because loose beer is essentially an addiction.

So the 70s became a golden age of growth in the consumption of "loose beer".

In this way, the people of the capital began to fall in love with it, and then it became a "sought after" after it.

However, although more and more people are drinking, the production of beer has not increased with it.

Soon, people found that the "loose beer" on the market was becoming more and more difficult to buy.

The price has also risen from two cents a liter, two cents six a liter, four cents a liter, to the current five cents and six cents.

In the summer of this year, almost all the old and young masters in the capital have regarded making a warm pot of "loose beer" as an indispensable enjoyment of summer.

However, at this time, there were still only two old breweries with outdated equipment in the capital.

One is the "five-star brewery" transformed from the national capital "Shuanghesheng".

One is the "Beijing Brewery" that was changed from the old little devil "Ale Wine Co., Ltd."

The two breweries, at their maximum capacity, could produce less than 3,000 tons of beer a month.

If calculated according to the population of more than 4 million people in the capital at that time, each person would have less than one bottle per month.

But just like that, you can't put it all on the market.

Because most of the beer produced is sold to cooperative units and does not enter the market.

There is also a section dedicated to the supply of special commercial systems, large hotels and government guest houses.

In fact, the average consumer can buy less than 100 tons of beer per month.

The vast majority of these 100 tons are still bulk beer.

Think about it, how big this is.

Based on 3,000 tons, there is less than one bottle per person per month.

Not to mention a hundred tons, not even a wine cup can be reached.

So this year has become the tightest year for beer supply in the history of Beijing.

Then the summer, when the supply is already tight, is of course the time for the contradiction between supply and demand to break out and reach the extreme.

This year, how scarce is beer in Beijing?

Although there are people with pots and plastic buckets around 10 a.m. every day, they are looking forward to the arrival of the car delivering beer.

But the common people waited in vain, and there was no trace of beer in the grocery store.

In those years, it was the "130" canner that pulled loose beer, and it was impossible to drive it on the street.

Because as soon as it hit the streets, it became a hunting target for the masses.

The car drove in front of it, followed by a long line of cyclists.

Of course, although sometimes you can catch up to the unloading place, but it is too far to be playful.

What's even more unfortunate is that they often chase for a long time and are empty cans, and there is no wine at all.

The only place where you can buy "loose beer" for sure is a restaurant.

But not all restaurants have them, and they have to rely on the public relations skills and skills of their respective leaders.

Even if you get it, it's not for the people, and the bonus of the catering industry has to rely on this thing to find Qi'er, otherwise who spends this effort for no reason.

Therefore, restaurants of all sizes in the capital posted an unwritten rule - "buy half a liter of beer and sell a dish".

Look, it's just such a thing, and no one can solve it.

Whether it is a consumer or a restaurant, everyone feels aggrieved and everyone feels that they are reasonable.

That's really noisy, and there's an end?

Fortunately, unlike the gang of masters at the scene who are afraid that the world will not be chaotic, Ning Weimin knows that there is a festival.

And thinking about the relationship between the neighbors in the street, and the benefits of Uncle Bian and Aunt Bian on weekdays, he didn't sit idly by.

Seeing this situation, there is a tendency to take action.

Seeing that the opportunity was not good, he quickly squeezed in and helped persuade him.

It's best to deal with Bian Jiangong, Ning Weimin directly said that Aunt Bian will come over soon.

As soon as he heard the name of the old lady, Bian Jiangong was dumb at that time, and his momentum was completely destroyed.

What's even better is that the owner of the restaurant also knows Aunt Bian.

I don't nod my head on weekdays, although I don't know him very well, I also know that it is the director of the neighborhood committee on Duan'er.

Naturally, I don't think there's any need to stiffen the relationship.

So the tone softened.

In addition, Ning Weimin came to the incident, saluted a cigarette, and said two good words, and this one took advantage of the situation to get off the donkey.

Easily, a conflict that is about to happen becomes invisible.

It's just that although Ning Weimin consciously did a good deed, he was quite complacent.

But the results were far less satisfactory than he expected.

A group of onlookers with good deeds were just a lot of "boos" because they were no longer lively to see.

The problem is that Bian Jiangong is also a little ignorant of good people's hearts.

Went all the way out and learned the truth.

Not only did he not thank him, but he also complained that Ning Weimin was here.

Even looking at the meaning of the blushing face and thick neck, clenched fists, and distorted face, it seemed as if he wanted to take a cavity of anger out on him.

And just when Ning Weimin regretted meddling in his affairs and felt that Bian Jiangong didn't know what to do, something even more unexpected happened.

Bian Jiangong, who is four years older than him.

A man who has been in Inner Mongolia for six years and is known as a man who can ride a horse and trap a wolf.

Suddenly, he sat on the ground.

Then he hugged his head and cried......

(Note: Pouting the tail pipe, the local language of Beijing in the 80s, refers to the action of hunching the waist, holding the faucet, and drinking tap water directly to the mouth.) ）