Chapter Seventy-Three: The Pulse of a New Era

92 years have passed, the first shout of 93 years sounded in the streets and alleys, everything is a thriving scene, taking advantage of the light rain, Huang He and Huang Shan stepped on the green train to Guangzhou for the second time.

Sitting on the train, Huang He has been thinking, the production of 'hot fast' is not difficult, how to promote it, there is no good packaging, there is no strong and eye-catching advertising, just sell a small land, how to talk about profits.

A blanket factory that has just opened the factory door and is tremblingly trying to communicate with the outside world needs a stepping stone to cross, otherwise this threshold is really difficult to cross.

Since he wanted to make a difference in his country, he had to do his best to overcome it.

The development of "hot fast" is both an opportunity and a challenge, how to "welcome in", how to "go out", how to form its own brand, and how to gain a foothold in this big country and establish a place, these are all problems.

Huang He took out the notebook he carried with him, wrote down the principle of hot fast with the memory of his previous life, and made illustrations.

Huang He looked at these records that he had already been familiar with, and a smile slowly appeared on his face, this is the basis for the success of this trip.

He is not good at this, but it just happens to be like a plug-in to come again, I don't know what the reason is, God has given him a second chance, in this case, why not take advantage of this opportunity and enjoy the convenience it brings.

The train is moving slowly in the drizzle, Huangshan looks at the scenery along the way, some sleepy, some relieved, some frustration, their own children, I don't know when they can already be an adult who is alone, those things written are things that they have never thought of, and they dare not imagine, but they don't know anything, and they have taken a wrong path, almost ruining the child's future......

The green train passed through the tunnel all the way to the north, and soon approached the area of Guangzhou, and the train stopped in a noisy clang, and Huang He woke up Huang Shan and got off the train.

The fresh smell of earth after the rain is full of winter scenery, and the hot air gushes out of everyone's nostrils and condenses into droplets in the cold air.

A person carrying a leather bag hurried away, looking like he was hiding someone, and Huang He was hit by the person on the right when he passed by, and the things in the leather bag were scattered on the ground, the middle-aged man hurriedly squatted down and hurriedly picked up the scattered papers, Huang He saw this, and also took a hand by the way.

"Thank you, thank you!" Huang He, a middle-aged man, smiled and thanked him, with a little bookish air.

"You look like a teacher?" Huang He asked casually, then stretched out his hand and said, "Hello, my name is Huang He, He Zhizhang's He." ”

The middle-aged man lifted his silver-framed glasses, put his hand under Huang He's hand and held it a little to show respect, "Hello, my name is Liao Muping, a professor in the Department of Physics of Sichuan University." ”

"Department of Physics?" Huang He was a little excited, his 'hot fast' industry just lacked such a professional, if he could dig this professor into his own factory, then at least there would be no problem with product research and development.

Thinking of this, Huang He tore off a page from his notebook, wrote down his phone number, and handed it to Professor Liao, "Professor Liao, hello, I am the person in charge of Shuzhong Blanket Factory, our factory is developing new products, and there is a shortage of an expert in the Department of Physics like you, I don't know if you have this intention, you think about it, if you can, you can make this call." ”

"You're welcome," Liao Muping took the note in Huang He's hand, folded it neatly and stuffed it into the pocket of his tunic coat, "I have something to do, let's talk back." ”

"Okay! Huang He readily agreed, although Liao Muping did not make a clear statement, but this is also an opportunity for Huang He to move forward, whether it is successful or not, there is hope if there is a chance.

Huang Shan was on the side, a little relieved, "Let's go, let's pick up your mother and your aunt." ”

Huang He followed Huang Shan to a large alley, facing the door, Zhang Qiong sat there holding a handful of water spinach in his hand, and a basket was placed at his feet to choose vegetables attentively, not noticing the arrival of the two people at all.

When Huang He saw this scene, he suppressed the sourness in his heart, and shouted "Mom!" across half of the cement road.

Zhang Qiong was choosing a dish, and immediately raised her head when she heard the voice, her tears fell uncontrollably, and she hurriedly put down the dish in her hand and trotted towards Huang He, "Cub, you're okay, come, let Mom see you." ”

Huang He stood still, and was also pinched by Zhang Qiongdong, "Mom, I'm still fat, no less meat!"

Zhang Qiong wiped her tears, and her tone was unique to the gentleness of a woman in Shuzhong, "Where, I saw that I had lost more than ten pounds." ”

Huang Shan was completely ignored on the side, looking at his wife, a little helpless: "The child just got off the train, you stand outside this gate and it's not too cold, you are not cold, the child is still afraid of freezing, hurry back to the house, go back to the house." ”

"Okay, okay, come, cub, talk to mom in the house. Zhang Qiong led Huang He to the end of the road, crossed some narrow paths, and stopped at a somewhat damp backlit hut, "Come, go in and sit." ”

"Okay, Mom, you come in too. The door was a little short, and Huang He had to bend down to get in.

"Mom is going to choose the dishes, the dishes are still there, you two talk, I'll get some food, I'll be back immediately." Zhang Qiong said as she turned out a piece of bacon from the iron bucket at the door, cut a large piece and put it in the basin, "You love bacon, today my mother will fry you a portion, eat more rice, when you are tall, you can't be hungry." ”

Huang Shan smiled, and after Zhang Qiong left, he said mysteriously, "This is specially bought by your mother, saying that the meat is good, maybe I can bring it back for you to eat one day." Saying that, I don't know what I thought, Huang Shan's tone was a little choked, and the old man wiped his tears and said, "It's good to be back, it's good to be back."

Huang Shan sat by the stove and chatted with Huang He.

"This factory, do you plan to take over for a long time?"

Huang Shan stuffed his hand into the mattress, which warmed up a little, "Dad, why don't you come back and help me." ”

"I, can I do it?" Huang Shan hesitated, after all, it was because of some negligence on his part that almost caused the factory to close.

"What's wrong with this, you've been with it for so many years, and now it's a cup of bow and snake shadow, besides, I still want to continue studying, I want to continue to go to school, I want to go to university. ”

"Okay, it's important for you to go to college, and Dad will continue to go back to help you, which can be regarded as atonement for yourself. Huang Shan's tone became firm, his son is going to be admitted to university, can he not support it?

Zhang Qiong's call came from outside the door: "Daddy, child, it's time to eat!"

"Let's go to dinner! Your mother called us. ”