Chapter 154: The Pilgrimage
Qizhou and Yanjing are only 200 kilometers away, starting at five o'clock, and arriving at Yanjing Tongrentang at nine o'clock.
The tablet of Tang Zongyi of the old rivers and lakes was on his head, and Wang Zan always followed the class back and forthβQu Guangquan still felt the speed of a snail.
The thing to do is simple: the supplier files and settles the payment.
Specifically, the procedures of the natural hall were handed over to the office staff, and the supplier should be registered as required, and then the bill with the red seal was taken out and handed over to the finance department, and the payment for the two shipments was settled.
Qu Guangquan's procedures are all complete, the path is also consistent, and there are not many people who come to do things today, even if there is a need to queue, Wang Zan is also familiar with the road and directly pluggedγγγγγγ
However, on this matter, from nine o'clock, until half past twelve, the last one was anxiously waiting to get off work, Wang Zan bought ice cream, said countless heartfelt words of thanks, and finally gave a big face.
The last seal of the Finance Section was stamped at half past twelve, and the reply was: Within a month, through the business-to-business account, the Qiaozhou Pharmaceutical Factory Comprehensive Service Company, which Qu Guangquan brought the formalities to be affiliated, was not the Natural Tang Pharmaceutical.
Looking at the pointer on the wall, which was already pointing to half past twelve, Qu Guangquan breathed a sigh of relief. The sense of superiority of employees of state-owned enterprises is too strong, especially in state-owned enterprises like Tongrentang!
Reading the newspaper and bragging during work, that's all trivial, it's normal for female workers to take the time to buy vegetables on the street, you have to dare to urge, I'm sorry that the master doesn't wait, turn around and give you a backbone.
For example, in the file registration room, the little girl was looking down to copy, and as soon as the door opened, an employee came over with a bag of candy, and she was going to get married next month.
The little girl immediately stopped the pen in her hand and pulled it into the office: "Tut-tut, God is here, who married our immortals!"
Qu Guangquan had no choice but to look back at the beauty, the beauty's face was red, she was less than one meter six tall, and her waist was three and a half feet!
Oops, this is also a fairy!
Tianxian smiled shyly: "From the district government below." β
The little girl said proudly: "That is, how can I marry a female employee of our Tongrentang without a decent job!"
The two heads bowed their heads and whispered,
Qu Guangquan had no choice but to look up and observe how the clock on the wall was wound in circles.
Wang Zan leaned on Qu Guangquan's ear: "Thanks to our good efficiency, otherwise, such an attitude would really have to be laid off!"
Qu Guangquan smiled, as long as he did not violate the law and discipline, it would be difficult to be laid off in Tongrentang.
Tongrentang is one of the few good enterprises that has not laid off workers in the whole process of state-owned enterprise reform and transformation!
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When he came out of Tongrentang, Qu Guangquan went to Uncle Tang's house with a large bag of luggage and a small bag of gifts.
The Yanjing family, which is composed of two foreigners, is warm, Qu Guangquan feels that Uncle Tang's lover Qiu Dongli is like a mother, the two daughters who are out of the cabinet are like sisters, and Uncle Tang's son Tang Xuechao is like his younger brother.
It's just that Tang Xuechao is older than Qu Guangquan! It's just that Qu Guangquan is more mature than Tang Xuechao no matter how you look at it.
In the evening, Tang Zongyi made an appointment with the department leaders that Qu Guangquan would contact in the future, and it was definitely a tough battle. There was no alcohol at noon. But the rice is real and delicious.
Tang Zongyi put down the dishes and chopsticks: "You have to go to Jinmen tomorrow afternoon, it's the first time you go to Yanjing, go back and let Tang Xuechao lead you to the city to play." β
It's just that Yanjing in this era is really not fun.
Qu Guangquan has been to the Forbidden City, the Great Wall, the Summer Palace, and other monuments many times, as for Tiananmen, the holy place that foreigners must visit, there is really nothing to see, it is a sea of bicyclesγγγγγγ
Qu Guangquan suddenly remembered: Yanjing is still an era of large-scale demolition and relocation, and many of those who disappeared in the demolition of Yanjing should still be there now.
Uncle Tang: The Crane Shou Hall, Qianzhi Tang and Qingren Hall that they said should still be in their original positions.
That's what should be seen, and if you don't look at it, you may never see it again.
The so-called 5,000-year-old culture, the only living industry that has been passed down to the present is temples and traditional Chinese medicine.
The so-called century-old shops seem to be able to pass on only food and pharmacies.
And what has really been growing vividly for hundreds of years is probably the most precious one that should be the Chinese medicine store in Heshoutang. The roast duck has not been sold for so long, and it has been unchanged for six or seven hundred yearsγγγγγγ
"Xuechao, do you know where Heshoutang is?" Qu Guangquan pushed the bicycle.
"Heshoutang, where is it at the entrance of the vegetable market, what are you doing? Buy medicine, uh, are you going to sell medicine?" Tang Xuechao really didn't know what to see.
"Pilgrimage. β
"Eh, it's a place where you can make a pilgrimage, a place where people were killed in ancient times, and Tan Sitong, the six gentlemen of Wuxu, were all killed there!"
-- At the beginning of the reform and opening up, for the reformers in history, the middle school textbooks were all big books, and then the current textbooks seem to be as bright as in the past.
From the staff dormitory of Tongrentang to the entrance of the vegetable market, there are narrow streets all the way, and the telephone poles of 50 meters are densely wrapped with all kinds of wires.
Looking around, with low houses and dilapidated courtyard houses, Qu Guangquan couldn't believe that this was the capital Yanjing, the capital where he had always left good memories in his later generations.
Fortunately, Caishikou Street is very wide, with six lanes, and there are not many cars coming and going, but it is the world of Santana and Honda, and Qu Guangquan can account for more than one-third of it.
The streets are wide enough: three sidewalks have been drawn, and traffic guardrails have been installed in the rest of the place.
However, Tang Xuechao and Qu Guangquan felt completely different: "Oh, you see there are so many cars now! It turns out that our classmates come here to play, and they all ride in the middle of the road!"
After Tang Xuechao finished complaining, he raised his hand: "Look, there is Heshoutang in front." β
The west exit of Luomashi Street, opposite to the Prime Minister's Hutong, and the north of the West Road of the Tiemen Hutong of Caishikou Street, there is a two-story faΓ§ade, with three big characters in the middle "Heshoutang", Ma Li said that it was written by Yan Song, a traitor in the Ming Dynasty. There is also a signboard "Xihe Shoutang" at the front of the main gate, which was written by Yan Song's son Yan Shifan.
Bicycle locks. Qu Guangquan and Tang Xuechao pushed open the fashionable coffee-colored glass door of the 80s, and what greeted them was the antique medicine kitchen medicine hopper, the deer head inlaid on the wall, and the dazzling array of bottles and cans of various medicinal wines.
As far as the eye can see, a pair of couplets is in the eyes: "Pick up the red arrow Qingzhi products, the standard Lingshu jade version", look at the handwriting of the famous anti-Japanese general Qi Jiguang, praise the quality of Heshoutang's medicinal materials, and the classics of the prescription.
Qu Guangquan continued to look, and another couplet appeared in his eyes, "If you want to prolong your life, you must be eclectic", appreciating Heshoutang's mind and significant health effect, looking at the money, it is the handwriting of Yang Jiaoshan, a famous minister in the Ming Dynasty.
These words are full of history, and this trip is enough.
If this building is not in Yanjing, but anywhere else, it is enough to apply for a national cultural relics protection unit, an unambiguous national treasure.
The real "first in the long history" of the century-old store!
It is fifteen years earlier than the Forbidden City and the Temple of Heaven, and one hundred and twenty-five years earlier than the Temple of Earth.
In front of Heshoutang, there is a richer past history: Su Shun of the "Xinyou Coup", the six gentlemen of the "Wuxu Reform", and Yang Jisheng, a good minister of the Ming Dynastyγγγγγγ
However, it was to be demolished in 1992.
In order to develop tourism, Lu and Anhui competed for the hometown of Ximen Qing, and competed to spend tens of millions of dollars to build the hometown of Ximen Qing and the cultural tour area of "Golden Bottle Plum".
More cities regard the hometown of "Golden Vase Plum" as their own urban cultural tourism brand, which is very loud!
It's just that the so-called culture is implemented into specific attractions?ββ I'm afraid it's not culture.
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A hotel in Yanjing, Tongrentang Quality Inspection Department, Warehousing, Finance Department and several other leaders and business backbones that Qu Guangquan may encounter gathered together, and Tang Zongyi solemnly introduced his master's grandson.
At the end of the day, Qu Guangquan couldn't remember what the hotel was called.
The two of them were put on the very dazzling yellow faces in the streets and alleys of Yanjing at that time, and returned to Tang Zongyi's home.