Can you still drink alcohol in that kind of place?

Absolutely.

It is also used as a place of public consumption for the common people. Most people nowadays are familiar with bars that came in from Western society. I'm afraid I don't know about the local taverns that used to be popular in the past.

To be honest, if you remove the admiration of foreign charm, find the factors that stimulate pickle girls and petty bourgeoisie. From the point of view of drinking and chatting alone, our pub is probably more affordable, more interesting and more humane than a Western-style bar.

The evolution of the Jingcheng Tavern is certainly a long process, and the history of sake brewing and drinking here can be traced back to the Qin Dynasty. The technique of rice wine tended to be perfected in the Jin Dynasty, and it was also from that time that the liquor industry opened up its monopoly rights to the people.

In the Yuan Dynasty, the king was the most fond of alcohol, not only carved into the "Great Jade Sea" that can store more than 30 stones of wine in the "Guanghan Palace", but also created a high degree of distilled liquor. At that time, this kind of wine was called "sweat wine", which means sweating, and was commonly known as "burning knives".

In the Ming and Qing dynasties, the liquor industry in Beijing was more prosperous, and it has always had the honor of "the hometown of wine, and the Beijing division is the most". There are many famous wines with unique recipes in the court and among the people. For example, Yuntai's self-brewed "Manden incense" is Ouchi imperial sake.

Later, during the Republic of China, all industries withered, but drinking was still prevalent. At that time, the hotels in Peking were divided into three types: official hotel, yellow hotel and Beijing hotel.

The official hotel operates a wholesale business.

Since the liquor here is taxed, the quality is guaranteed. Among them, the shochu brewed by Haizijiao's "Yuxing Shoguo" (now Daxing Distillery), which is especially known as "South Road Shochu", is famous and profitable. However, in the later period of the Republic of China, due to food shortages, official hotels closed down one after another.

Huang Hotel specializes in rice wine.

There are five types of Kyoshi rice wine. Southern Yellow Wine (Shaoxing Rice Wine), Inner Yellow Wine (Qing Palace Inner Mansion Brewing Method), Beijing Yellow Wine (Local Yellow Wine), Imitation Yellow Wine (Imitation Shaoxing Wine), West Yellow Wine (Shanxi Yellow Wine). Its business mode is the same as that of Shaoxing's "Xianheng Hotel".

At the end of the Qing Dynasty and the beginning of the Republic of China, the capital was even once a world of rice wine. Even "Moutai" and "Fenjiu" were squeezed out of the formal banquet by "Centennial Flower Carving" and "Distant Privet".

However, after the capital moved south, the Huang Hotel lost its main customer base, and its business was light, and after the Japanese army invaded and occupied Beiping, all of them closed down.

As for the Beijing Hotel, it is a hotel that mainly sells liquor, and also sells rice wine and liqueur.

This kind of hotel business is flexible, diverse and controllable, and the most tenacious vitality. According to the different scales and methods, it is divided into taverns, small hotels (wine shops), wine stalls (wine seats), large wine tanks, medicine hotels and other forms. Among them, the "big wine tank" is the most representative, the most well-known, and the most prosperous.

This kind of shop is affordable, and it is often a wine vat with a wooden board as a table, which is unique. In addition, there are many types of alcohol, seasonal wine and dishes, staple food, and fried mutton and stewed yellow croaker are also sold in winter. It can be described as a civilian paradise integrating eating, drinking and entertainment.

The customers are perennial repeat customers, and there is no shortage of upper class students. When the wine is hot, you can talk even without eating, and it is much more lively than a Western-style bar when the lamp is held.

But after the founding of the country, due to the supply of materials has always been tight. And going to the tavern every day has become a manifestation of bad habits and backward thinking, and more and more people despise it. Naturally, the business of the Beijing hotel is becoming more and more depressed. So from the shopkeeper, he took the initiative to start the process of changing from large to small, from complicated to thrifty.

During this period, with the exception of a few taverns that were upgraded to well-known restaurants, the most comprehensive types of "large sake tanks" were transformed into "taverns" that only sold a small number of alcoholic beverages, or were converted into tobacco and alcohol grocery stores, which were only barely maintained by manual laborers who worked as casual laborers.

Although there was a period of moderation in the fifties and sixties, it became increasingly fragmented with the advent of "public-private partnerships", "three-year natural disasters", and "movements". By now, the vibrancy of this tavern is nearing its end. There is only one in Nanheng Street near Hong's house.

To put it bluntly, in fact, the main reason for the demise of "taverns" is that in the era of hardship and simplicity, non-staple food stores can completely cover their entire business.

For example, in a large grocery store, there are often a few tables in the store for the convenience of the people, and then there are some properly managed specialty liquor and liquor, and there is no need for anything.

Therefore, during this period, the grocery store was a tavern with "casual drinks".

Few of the drinkers who patronized were passing by by accidentally, most of them were nearby residents or people who worked nearby, and most of them were over forty or fifty years old, and there were few young people like Hong Yanwu.

And most of the salespeople are familiar with each other, or between the drinkers and the drinkers, so the tavern is often filled with a relaxed and harmonious atmosphere.

The biggest difference from the old tavern is that the business hours are not late, and there is no scene of people in the tavern after dark.

Let's say that at about ten o'clock in the morning on February 14, 1980, Hong Yanwu and Song Guofu returned to Zixin Road together, stomped the snow under their feet, lifted the heavy door curtain and got into the grocery store.

At that time, there were very few people in the grocery store. On a table by the window, a figure sits alone, drinking. There weren't even a few customers.

This is because everyone has already bought everything they should buy for the holidays, otherwise there will be nothing at this time. And before the festival, every household is busy with trivial matters, and the drinkers who usually come naturally do not patronize.

This was exactly what Hong Yanwu and Song Guofu wanted, and the two of them went straight to the counter when they entered the house. Because it was the first time to drink here, out of freshness, the two of them looked through the glass while thinking about which wine to want, and asked the salesperson how to play loose wine.

But where would you have thought that it was at this time. A hand suddenly patted Hong Yanwu's back, startling him. At the same time, a shout rang out. "Ouch, how did I meet you here?"

As a result, when he turned around, Hong Yanwu was stunned for a long time before he recognized it as Zhang Baocheng. Well, he's the one who dared to sit there drinking just now.

In fact, it's not to blame Hong Yan for being clumsy, Zhang Baocheng didn't wear a police uniform when he rested today. Besides, this kid has drunk and his little face is colored.

He staggered over and smiled silly. No matter how you look at it, it's a bit abnormal, and it's very different from the usual cleverness and shrewdness.

And before Hong Yanwu could open his mouth to ask, Zhang Baocheng, the kid, was bald by himself.

"It's just right, you're here, let's have a drink and do a ...... Why? I'm just as unlucky as you are. Don't mention it......"

followed Zhang Baocheng to pull Hong Yanwu closer and lowered his voice. "My object, you've seen it, she kicked me out of the way! Hey, I think I'm a little policeman with no future, no education, and no future! What kind of ideological consciousness do you say she has! She thinks she's weird and good. Don't you just know a stave? It was only her uncle who was transferred to the Cultural Palace by her uncle who was the director, what ...... there?"

Yes, dare to love another person here! If you want to say that there is no such clever method? Today, the mouth is evil!

Hong Yanwu raised his head and looked at Song Guofu as well, the two wanted to laugh but couldn't. Nothing else, they could only pull Zhang Baocheng back to the table.

Song Guofu and Zhang Baocheng met at Chang Xianzhang's wedding, although they were not familiar with each other, but the more they were like this, there was no shame in their scruples. He took the initiative to take out his own affairs, and whispered "back to the pot meat" again.

That's the right way to go. Zhang Baocheng's mood is not only much better. The same situation also effortlessly shortened the psychological distance between several people. The three of them really had to drink this wine together.

So soon, Hong Yanwu and Song Guofu bought wine and food.

There are three levels of loose liquor in the grocery store. Eight, three, and seven.

Of course, Hong Yanwu wants the best, one dime and seven taels, two taels per person. All in a particularly thick white porcelain cup. Then you can put these glasses of wine in the iron box on the briquette stove in the center of the store to warm the wine.

The box was empty one by one, and it was just right to put the wine glass in. There is hot water in the iron box, and it only takes a while for the hot air mixed with the aroma of wine to waft out, which is the unique taste of the liquor shop back then.

The other is the alcoholic beverages. Of course, there are no cold dishes that need to be processed, such as noodles and cucumbers. Bought now are a variety of enemas (from the cheapest sausages to Cantonese sausages), pork forks, and a soy product called "vegetarian shrimp". There are plates on the counter, which are pre-arranged pickled chicken, salted duck eggs, and Cantonese sausages.

Hong Yanwu also ordered everything, and set a table full of joy.

And that's not enough. As the saying goes, there is no separation between tobacco and alcohol. Hong Yanwu finished smoking cigarettes, and he had to buy a pack. He looked at it and fell in love with the domestic cigar with an aluminum tube on the counter.

When he was about to pay the money, he remembered that Zhang Baocheng's stinky foot girl forced him to quit smoking. He deliberately pointed to the cigar and asked him, "How about the root?"

Zhang Baoguo replied without hesitation. "Pump. Who the can take care of me now? Dude is free!"

In this way, the wine was finally drunk lively and novel, and even a few salespeople were insightful and dumbfounded.

What kind of scene is that?

The salesman has seen the master who drinks with nails, the master who can eat wine with salted duck eggs for a week, and the master who goes around with half a glass of cold water to rub people's wine, but I have never seen the master who wants so many drinks and dishes.

And these boys later asked for a bottle of green plum wine and a bottle of rose wine, which were actually mixed with white wine and drunk. Claims to be what a foreign "cocktail".

The best part is that everyone also learns to do the same as in the movie and holds a cigar. As soon as the little smoke came out, the beating of the fingers flicked, no matter how you look at it, you don't want the seedlings that grow under the red flag. The level of luxury is absolutely unprecedented here.

Hey! Eat, drink, smoke, chat, and watch the snow!

Indeed, they drank until two o'clock in the afternoon. They finally couldn't drink enough, and with the comfort of huddling together for warmth, they went home separately.

At this moment, the sun is shining on the snow, and people can't open their eyes. Hong Yanwu was also looking forward to one thing, went back and fell asleep, first bore his sleep, and the day was almost over when he woke up. Tomorrow is Chinese New Year's Eve, and everything will be fine.

It's just a pity, everywhere is evil today, and he still underestimated the determination and skill of this guy fate to tease people.

As soon as he arrived at the gate of the west courtyard, he noticed a jeep parked outside the courtyard. Then as soon as he entered the house, sure enough, Yang Weifan came. This guy is smoking a cigarette and drinking tea and talking to Chen Liquan who is off work.

Seeing him this time is like seeing a relative. As soon as the cigarette was thrown and the teacup was put down, the person jumped up from the chair as soon as he "soared".

"Xiao Wu. Dude's year is not good, come on, give me an idea!"

didn't expect Yang Weifan to be so excited, Hong Yanwu followed the feeling, and said casually in his head.

"What's wrong with you? You're not going to let Zhou Manna kick it......

didn't expect that Yang Weifan would almost be made crying by these words.

"If only ......that were the case! I'm in trouble...... I ...... with her That's ......."