Hello, 1983

"You can be at least eighteen years old, and you are now a new Long March striker, so you are completely qualified." The bearded principal quickly handed over a few stacks of forms and manuscript papers.

There is also the appearance that has been filled in before, and it is called Liu Qingshan for proper reference.

This filling filled the entire morning, making Liu Qingshan's head dizzy.

President Xu reviewed it again: "Okay, it will take at least two years before you can become an official member, and it is time to go to university at that time, Qingshan, keep working hard, your second sister will go to Peking University, then you will try to get a Tsinghua University entrance examination. !"

"It's so troublesome." Liu Qingshan muttered.

As a result, the bearded principal immediately widened his eyes: "In the future, hand in a study experience every month!"

Liu Qingshan dared to say hello again, turned around to leave, but was grabbed by the bearded principal again: "Where to go, go to dinner at home!"

To be honest, Liu Qingshan really likes to eat the food cooked by Aunt Wang, but he has already made an appointment with others, so he can only politely decline.

"You kid, you are busier than my principal every day."

The bearded principal nags, lock the door and leave.

Liu Qingshan walked out of the principal's office, just in time to see the head teacher, Mr. Xie, coming out of the office, beckoning him to bring the textbooks back.

Then he also encouraged him: "Qingshan, your second sister did so well in the exam, you must try to catch up with her!"

Liu Qingshan quickly changed the subject: "Teacher, I just happened to hand over the tuition and book fees to you."

Xie Shiwang waved his hand: "No, no, classmate Zheng Xiaoxiao has already handed it in for you."

It's over, the next time I see this girl, it is estimated that I have to be programmed again.

However, this is something that everyone thinks about, and it seems to be pretty good.

After leaving the gate of No. 1 Middle School, Liu Qingshan went straight to the county winery. Today, he made an appointment. It was a reward banquet for the host of the old man.

By the way, since you are 18 years old, you should also take a driving test. You can't drive without a license, right?

After thinking about it all the way, I soon came to the winery. Although it was noon, the gate of the winery was still crowded with people, and it was very lively.

The vehicles that transported liquor came in and out, and Liu Qingshan didn't drive the jeep in when he saw it, parked on the side of the road, and strolled in slowly.

"oops,

Isn't this Comrade Xiao Liu, why do you have time today? "

The old man at the door saw Liu Qingshan and greeted him with a wide-eyed smile.

The factory's efficiency is good, and he, the gatekeeper, is all drenched in it. If nothing else, at the end of the day, he can save a box of cigarettes handed by others.

When drinking, never forget the brewer, and when drinking water, never forget the well digger. Now the employees of the winery all know that Comrade Xiao Liu, the hero behind the scenes, has a higher status in their minds than the factory manager and elder Li.

After chatting with the old man for a few words, he saw the old man Li walking out of the office with a bright face, and he waved and shouted from afar, "Brother Qingshan!"

"Brother, business is booming."

Liu Qingshan also responded, seeing the high-spirited appearance of the old man Li, he was also happy.

After all, there is also half of his credit. This sense of achievement that can bring happiness to others is definitely not only comparable to the satisfaction that money brings to people.

Talking, laughing, and laughing, they went to Da Lao Li's factory director's office. Before Da Lao Li had drunk, Liu Qingshan talked about getting a driver's book.

At this time, learning a driver's license is a full-time study, and it takes at least half a year to get down.

Not only do you have to learn to drive, but you also have to learn to repair, and you have to be able to poke at the common minor faults.

Liu Qingshan didn't even have time to go to school, so how could he have time to study his posture full-time.

When the elder Li heard this, he immediately patted his chest: "Brother Qingshan, don't worry, we have an acquaintance in the traffic team, let's say hello, sign up for you, hand in a few photos, and get a driver's license when the time comes. It can be done.”

In the early 1980s, the traffic police had not been separated out.

There are still acquaintances who are easy to handle. Liu Qingshan happily thanked the old man Li, but he was complained by the old man Li:

"Thank you for this little thing, I want to say thank you, if you save our winery, then I can't give you a knock!"

The two went out laughing and went straight to the restaurant. Liu Qingshan knew that he would have to drink two drinks in a while, so he didn't drive. Although there was no such thing as drunk driving in this era, he had to be responsible for himself.

This hotel is newly renovated. It is known that some single rooms are divided, but they are separated by half, and the upper part is still open, just like the principle of using a screen to separate them.

After all, air conditioners are basically not used, and air circulation is a big problem in closed single rooms.

This kind of partition is already an improvement over the original big empty house.

The people present today are basically old friends, such as Lao Guo from the flax factory, Lao Yuan from the brewery, etc. They are basically the brains of some big factories in the county.

The youngest among them is Liu Qingshan, who is particularly eye-catching among a group of half-old men.

However, everyone still likes to chat with him. Everyone knows that in terms of knowledge, in the entire Bishui County, if this Comrade Liu is number two, no one dares to call him number one.

No, it should be called Brother Xiao Liu.

After three rounds of drinking, he began to drink freely. Liu Qingshan shied away from his drinking power and replaced the liquor with beer.

Lao Yuan of the brewery is also really interesting: "The bottled ones are not good, I have already prepared loose beer, enough!"

After he finished speaking, he greeted the two waiters to go outside, and soon instructed two male waiters with big shoulders and round waists, and brought in a large bucket of beer. It seemed that it was only a hundred pounds.

"Lao Yuan, are you planning to feed the big-eyed thief?"

The old man Li was a little dissatisfied: I'm a treat, there's enough liquor, you pee in a whole bucket of toilet, isn't this stealing the limelight?

"Old Li, Big Brother Li, forgive your sins!"

Lao Yuan cupped his hands again and again and explained: "It's not hard to catch Brother Xiao Liu, I want to ask him to help, but I don't mean to take over."

The old man Li was relieved: "Then you have found the right person, but Xiao Liu brothers are full of golden ideas, they are valuable."

This is to help Liu Qingshan on the platform. As the saying goes, it is not easy to pass the word, and you must come up with something.

Lao Yuan said twice: "Don't worry, brother Qingshan will drink beer for free in the future!"

Everyone also followed suit, saying that Lao Yuan was stingy, no matter how much he drank, how much can one person drink.

Liu Qingshan doesn't care much about these petty profits. Sometimes, connections are more important than interests.

So he smiled and said, "Brother Yuan, tell me first, I may not be able to help you."

"Look, our brother Qingshan has a pattern, unlike you guys, you know how to take advantage." Lao Yuan first held Liu Qingshan, stepped on other people by the way, and then said:

"Brother Qingshan, you drank it too. How about our clear water beer?"

Liu Qingshan gave a thumbs up: "Of course, the aroma of wheat is strong, especially the hops produced in our local area. There is a little bit of bitterness in the aroma of the wine, but it makes people have a lot of aftertastes."

This is not a compliment. The beer at this time is at least brewed, the real material, not blended, how bad can it be?

Lao Yuan was also praised with a wide-eyed smile: "Brother Qingshan knows what he can do when he hears it. This hop is the soul of beer. They are laymen, how do they know this."

Everyone knows his stinky problems, and they don't have the same knowledge as him. They drink a few more beers in a while, even if they make up for it.

Only listening to Lao Yuan continued: "Since our Bishui Beer is so good, the county means that we must increase production, make it bigger and stronger, and it is best to sell it to surrounding cities and counties."

"But you also know that the beer produced in our area is an old brand. We have always been the industry leader here. My small brewery can't beat them."

Liu Qingshan understood a little. In the past two years, with the improvement of people's living standards and changes in demand, beer has become more and more popular.

In the past, it was limited by conditions, mostly loose beer, but now it is gradually developing into bottled beer, and then it is more convenient canned beer in the future.

The sales problem is always the biggest problem that a company needs to face.

Anyway, he wouldn't be involved in this industry, and Liu Qingshan would not be stingy when he helped out by the way.

So he picked up his glass: "This problem is not difficult, let's have another bottle!"

"Yes, Lao Yuan, you should accompany brother Qingshan for a drink first, so that you can be sincere."

Others didn't care either, thinking that Liu Qingshan said "one cup" as "one bottle", so they all cheered.

Lao Yuan also poured a large glass of beer: "Okay, brother Qingshan, toast to you!"

After speaking, Gududu poured a large glass of beer into his stomach, and Da Lao Li shouted from the side:

"It's good to have a good belly. At first glance, you can soak in the workshop every day, and drink beer when you are thirsty. Only then can you practice this skill!"

"You think you're all like you, but the rosacea is drinking out!"

Lao Yuan also retorted. Old friends like them don't have any scruples between each other. It's normal to make jokes, and it can deepen the relationship, right?

However, Liu Qingshan was holding the wine glass and did not drink it, but continued to laugh and said, "Brother Yuan, I mean another bottle!"

Lao Yuan smacked his lips: "Drink a bottle in one breath, this is not difficult for me, the waiter, to serve a bottle of clear water beer!"

He really gave up today, in order to get some dry goods out of Liu Qingshan's mouth, even a bottle of white wine had to be killed in one breath.

The waiter was really obedient, and soon brought a box of beer, which is the kind of plastic box, and there are exactly 24 bottles in a box.

Lao Yuan asked the waiter to help open a bottle of beer, and he was about to pour it when he got to his mouth.

Others at the dinner table muttered, mainly aimed at Liu Qingshan: Even if you have a good idea, you can't force people to drink like this, you are still too young.

At this time, the beer bottle in Lao Yuan's hand was snatched by Liu Qingshan:

"Hey hey hey, Big Brother Lao Yuan, you haven't understood what I mean. What I said is that on the bottle cap, there are four words printed: One more bottle."

"What's the use of printing words?"

Lao Yuan was still a little confused.

And after Liu Qingshan's advice, Big Old Li's mind became much more flexible. He slapped his thigh vigorously: "Okay, okay, that's a good idea!"