Rebirth in 1958: Getting rich starts from Nanluoguxiang

Qin Dabao felt itchy in his nose while he was sleeping. He took Niuniu in his arms.

Niu Niu giggled and struggled.

Qin Dabao opened his eyes and pinched Niuniu's nose: "Little rascal."

"GuoGuo, GuoGuo, four lazy bastards."

"Well, you're so bold now. You dare to say that your brother is a lazy bum?" Qin Dabao began to tickle Niu Niu, and Niu Niu giggled and twisted her little body.

The brother and sister were in a mess. Niu Niu laughed so hard that her whole body went limp and she lay in her brother's arms.

Qin Dabao hugged his sister tightly, feeling a sense of sadness. He murmured, "Brother must protect you and will never..." He couldn't continue.

After a while, he stood up holding his sister.

"Where's Mom?" Qin Dabao was stunned after asking this question. He hadn't asked this question in decades, but now it was so natural, without any awkwardness at all.

"Mom is doing the laundry."

Qin Dabao put Niuniu aside, put on his cotton jacket and trousers, and got up from the kang.

He took the toothbrush and cup and left the house. Lu Xiu'e and Aunt Niu were washing clothes by the sink.

Lu Xiu'e gathered her hair with her hands. Washing clothes in the sink in the middle of winter, her fingers were frozen like carrots.

"Dabao, the porridge is in the pot."

Qin Dabao hummed in a muffled voice, turned back to the main room, took out a tin kettle, and poured hot water into the laundry tub.

Lu Xiu'e patted him and said, "Oh, save this little hot water for brushing your teeth and washing your face. Mom doesn't need it. Look at you, kid, you've poured it all out."

Although it was a complaint, there was a hint of relief in his tone.

Aunt Niu laughed and said, "This child changes every day. Yesterday he was like a jumping monkey, but today he has grown up and knows how to care for his mother."

Lu Xiu'e's eyebrows curved into crescents. "My Dabao is really amazing. The day before yesterday, he went back to the countryside and hunted two big wild boars. Yesterday, he hunted two pheasants and made soup for his sister."

"Oh? Real or fake? Two big wild boars? You didn't bring them back? If you sell them to the steel mill cafeteria, the profit will be much higher than your salary."

Qin Dabao, who was using a toothbrush cup to collect water, suddenly brightened up his eyes. As expected, the wisdom of the masses is endless. Isn't there a legitimate way to make money?

He was happy and drank a mouthful of cold water to rinse his mouth, but immediately spat it out. It was like pulling out a tooth.

Qin Dabao hurriedly brushed his teeth and washed his face, then went back to the house and drank half a bowl of porridge. Little Niuniu sat obediently beside him, playing with the pheasant feathers her brother gave her yesterday. Little girls are the best. If Erbao was at home, he would have climbed up the roof and made a scene.

I fed the remaining half bowl of corn porridge to Niu Niu, and my throat was sore from eating it, but my sister, who was only two years old, ate it with relish.

Qin Dabao wiped the paste from Niuniu's mouth.

"Niuniu, tell me, what do you want to eat the most?"

Niu Niu raised her face and answered loudly: "Rou Rou!" She looked so cute.

Qin Dabao pinched her nose and said, "Okay, I'll let you eat meat tonight."

Niuniu nodded vigorously: "Yes!"

Qin Dabao carried his schoolbag, said hello to Lu Xiu'e and went out.

Lu Xiu'e chased after him and shouted, "You are not allowed to go play with Dapeng and the others. If you don't obey me, I will wait for you to come home and I will skin you alive."

"I know..." Qin Dabao ran away without looking back.

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The capital is also called Sijiucheng. The name of Sijiucheng comes from the Yongle period of the Ming Dynasty. There is a saying that has been verified by so-called experts.

First of all, the city wall of the capital is 49 feet high, which is about 15 meters. During the Ming and Qing Dynasties, the capital was divided into four parts, with the imperial city having four gates and the outer city having nine gates. The Qing Dynasty had a special official title called the Nine-Gate Commander.

Nanluoguxiang is one of the oldest streets in Beijing. It is located on the central axis of the capital. Its northern intersection is Gulou Street, and its southern intersection is Ping'an Street.

The reason why Qin Dabao went out with his schoolbag was to make it easier to get things from the space. He had to hide it from others.

He put his hands in his pockets and walked slowly forward on Gulou Street.

Aunt Niu's words just now reminded him that he could sell the wild boar meat and wolf meat in the space to the steel mill.

He Yuzhu from Yard 95, people call him Shazhu, is the chef in the canteen of the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill. I'll go find him later. If their canteen can take in wild boars, then he can take out his money and belongings openly in the future.

It was past the rush hour, but the breakfast shops on Gulou Street were still open. The aroma of fried food wafted out from behind the door curtains, and Qin Dabao's stomach growled.

He lifted the door curtain and entered the breakfast shop.

Speaking of the breakfast in this city, it is also an indispensable part of Chinese food culture.

In the past few years, early in the morning, at daybreak, the old Beijingers would savor the first bite of their food.

Nowadays, breakfast stalls have become public-private joint ventures. The people who run them are still the same, but now they are state employees and receive a salary every month.

Although food was in short supply, there were many breakfast varieties, such as steamed buns, fried dough sticks, fried cakes, fried dough rings, bean curd, tofu pudding, and pickles.

A pound of fried dough sticks cost 25 cents, plus 8 taels of food coupons. There were many people who could afford it, but the food coupons were only those issued by the street. 8 taels of food coupons were enough for a family to eat cornmeal porridge for a day, so not many people were willing to spend food coupons on breakfast.

The most practical thing about people in that era was that they always paid attention to exact weights. If they said something was one pound, the scale would definitely be raised high. After all, it was a state-owned business, and they would rather the country suffer some losses than let the people suffer.

There aren’t many people at the breakfast stalls on Gulou Street. Most of them are office workers who buy a couple of fried cakes and eat them while walking.

At this time, there were very few people who had money and free time, except for the elderly and the young.

Of course there is no fried liver. If you want to eat authentic fried liver or stewed liver, you have to go to Qianmen.

The breakfast shop sells steamed buns, fried dough sticks, soy milk, tofu pudding, fried dough sticks, fried cakes, and of course the soul of Beijing’s breakfast: soy milk.

Qin Dabao hadn't eaten authentic Sijiucheng breakfast for decades, and he hadn't eaten a full meal since he was reborn the day before yesterday. Now, smelling the delicious food, his saliva was dripping.

He ordered a fried cake, two dough sticks, and a bowl of soy milk, which cost him 36 cents, plus two taels of food coupons. This amount of money was just a drop in the bucket for Qin Dabao now.

He picked up the soy milk, which was at just the right temperature. He slurped it along the edge of the bowl, picked up a piece of pickled kohlrabi with chopsticks, and took a bite of the crispy and fragrant burnt ring. The taste was so comfortable that he almost moaned.

The douzhi in the old capital is the most challenging. Only people from the old capital can enjoy this food. Many outsiders come here to try it, but when they see the liquid that is neither green nor blue and has a sour and smelly taste, they will vomit before they can even eat it.

Qin Dabao loved this drink the most, but later the raw materials were impure and the soy milk lost its original flavor, so he ate less of it. Now that he is reborn, if he doesn't drink soy milk for his first breakfast, it's like he's been reborn without a soul.