There is an inconspicuous sign hanging on the front door of the capital in the deep alley: Bodu Feng.

This century-old brand finally resumed business last year. Now the store is mainly the third generation descendant of the Feng family.

It was already dusk, and it was dry and cold. Many gourmets entered the store, rubbed their hands, hissing their mouths and wanted to use steaming hot pot, and then squeezed a small wine cup and drank two taels. It was so comfortable.

Several cars were parked at the door, and Liu Qingshan helped grandma get out of the car. In the other car, Huang Yueming also helped Huang Shuwen down, followed by a large number of people.

When I entered the house, I saw that it was basically full. Fortunately, I asked the old master to order two tables in the afternoon, otherwise I would definitely not be able to eat it.

At the age of the table, Huang Shuwen led his son and daughter-in-law; Liu Qingshan's grandparents, Qiu Ju, and Lao Hu'er's uncle and Uncle Lu.

The young table was left, including Wang Zhan, who was in charge of the construction site, led Wang Xiaobing and Cao Xiaofei, Gao Lingfeng, who had officially joined the Dashu Under the Entertainment Company, He Wanqing, and Liu Qingshan's three roommates, and Liu Jinfeng and Huang Yueming sisters.

The best thing about sautumn is of course sautumn. I ordered two more hot pots, which are the same brass old-fashioned hot pot with the kind that burns charcoal inside.

The pot was put into the middle of the table, and the heat was steaming, making it feel particularly touching.

When the belly was brought up, Huang Shuwen stretched out his chopsticks and picked up a piece of it, dipped it in his mouth, put it in his mouth, chewed it gently, squeaking, and it was so crispy, as if it was exploded in his mouth.

He kept nodding: "Okay, it's still the taste and feeling of fifty years ago!"

When the hot pot was started, I picked up a piece of mutton and tasted it carefully in my mouth: "Well, this is still authentic. I will definitely not be able to eat it on Hong Kong Island."

Perhaps because of the mood, the old man's appetite was wide open, and everyone was warm and they ate happily.

The atmosphere among young people is even more lively. After eating and drinking for a while, then we will turn to chat time.

"Brother Zhan, how are you doing now?" Liu Qingshan will go to school to pay off his leave tomorrow, so he can only wait for the rest day before passing.

Wang Zhan picked up a piece of cucumber sticks and ate it: "It has been going well over the past month. The old buildings that should be moved have been moved over and are slowly being rebuilt."

"The main building has been designed by experts. The foundation is currently being dug, and a Tang city and a Ming and Qing city are being built."

Of course, ancient architecture is still in these eras, which best reflects its characteristics.

Liu Qingshan nodded. The TV series in the future were still the most filmed in these eras, especially the Qing palace dramas, which were all filmed badly.

So he asked again: "Is there any problem with the funds?"

Wang Zhan nodded carelessly: "Of course there is no problem. Manager Monkey from Heihe first called one million, and the preliminary preparations are enough."

"It is when construction starts next year, experts say that the money is still worth tens of millions.

A film and television city is the bottomless pit, which can be swallowed up for you no matter how much it costs.

Fortunately, the border trade continues to produce blood, otherwise Liu Qingshan would probably be squeezed out soon.

Now, Hou San's monthly profit is nearly 2 million. The money is meaningless on the company's books, so it's still easier to spend.

The film and television city is expected to be completed in three to five years, and by then it will be the golden age of TV series, so I will wait to collect the money.

This investment is not worth mentioning at that time.

Besides, there is also a large piece of tourists.

Liu Qingshan looked at Wang Xiaobing and Cao Xiaofei again: "Your logistical support must also be kept up, especially when the weather gets colder and you have to bring people to arrange food and heating," he said.

"Boss, don't worry, you're all brothers, and you won't be vague."

Cao Xiaofei lit his little head hard, but this is true. They are all military-born and are indeed brothers.

Liu Qingshan then turned to Gao Lingfeng: "Brother Gao, are you still used to it when you come to work in the company?"

"I'm much more comfortable than being in the unit. Peng Fei, Xiaobing, Changsheng and others are all working very hard. By the way, that girl Song Xue is not bad. She helped to contact a storefront. It's quite appropriate to open a company. Qingshan, you have time to go and have a look."

Gao Lingfeng obviously adapted quickly, perhaps this had something to do with his mentality: in order to repay his life-saving grace, he regarded the company as his own.

Liu Qingshan's eyes swept through Zhang Pengfei, Wei Bing and Xu Changsheng's faces one by one, and Zhang Pengfei and Wei Bing were eating hard. However, Xu Changsheng saw his eyes looking over, his lips moved, and finally asked:

"Fourth brother, then when will we get the tape?"

After hearing what he said, Zhang Pengfei and Wei Bing also stopped their chopsticks and looked at this side with concern. It seemed that they were still anxious.

"You have to follow the steps to open a company, and you can't be in a hurry."

Liu Qingshan didn't find it funny either. Now, the company's shelves are still not visible, and the equipment is not in place. There are only three or five signed singers. Where can I get the tape?

So he smiled and said, "Then confirm the company's address as soon as possible, finish the procedures, and strive to open the business on New Year's Day."

"At this stage, run more errands and try to collect more songs, and you can get the tapes after New Year's Day."

When those people heard this, they immediately became energetic. In the past two months, they had just invested in it, and they were all worried about spending money.

Liu Qingshan didn’t care much: This is how it is done in business. Without investment, how can there be output?

"Qingshan, how many companies do you have?" Huang Yueming looked at Liu Qingshan as he arranged the work while eating.

Liu Qingshan picked up a piece of fat and thin mutton: "It's not too much. Longteng Trading Company is in Heihe, specializing in barter trading with the Russians."

"There are also an instant noodle factory, a ham sausage factory, a bubble gum factory, and the hometown Jiapigou Cooperative."

Huang Yueming didn't say anything anymore and started eating. She had just graduated from a prestigious American university and returned to Hong Kong University to work as an assistant for her aunt. She already thought it was good.

But compared with this little cousin, it is simply incomparable.

"By the way, cousin, if you are willing to join, you can come to work in our entertainment company. At that time, there will be a special overseas person to be responsible for the foreign part."

Of course, Liu Qingshan could see Huang Yueming's thoughts and felt that although he was a good assistant at Hong Kong University, he was not very meaningful.

"I, I'll think about it first." Huang Yueming felt a little confused.

Liu Qingshan was not in a hurry: "Our company plans to push Lao Cui and the Queen of Tape to the international community first, and no one is responsible for this matter."

"Which old Cui? Queen of tape, I have read it in Times and heard of her tape, it's very awesome!" Huang Yueming suddenly became more excited.

I have never experienced this feeling when I was working at the University of Hong Kong. It is always in a regular way and is almost repeated every day.

"Old Cui is the one who sings the Cup of Life."

Liu Qingshan knew that my cousin would not be able to withstand this temptation.

Huang Yueming yelled in his mouth, then kept nodding: "Then I'll try it first."

So, I successfully denied a top student from a prestigious university.

Liu Qingshan is in a good mood, and Huang Yueming is familiar with the situation abroad, which is indeed more suitable. The most important thing is that they are all real relatives and can be assured.

After eating the meal, Huang Shuwen was very satisfied: "It's been decades, and I finally tasted the taste of my hometown again, which is enough!"

Liu Qingshan laughed: "Uncle, our old capital has a lot of food. From now on, we will eat in a different way every day, so we will eat and drink as well."

With the laughter of the family, everyone returned with satisfaction.

Early the next morning, Liu Qingshan rode his bicycle out to school.

It is obvious that there are a lot more vehicles on the street than in the previous two years.

I rode all the way to the Old Summer Palace and went to practice in the morning. The garden was already full of grass.

By next year, some landscapes will be repaired one after another and then opened to tourists, so you can't enter and exit so casually.

I returned to school and left for more than a month, and I actually felt particularly intimate.

Looking at the familiar scenery on campus and those busy and fulfilling classmates, Liu Qingshan couldn't help but curl up slightly: I, Liu Qingshan, are back again!

When I returned to the dormitory and washed up, the three were gone and probably led by Boss Zhang to go out for morning exercise.

Finally, we met in the cafeteria. The four-person group had reunited yesterday, but on campus, it was even more intimate.

Boss Zhang poked Liu Qingshan with his elbow: "A young waitress has been replaced at window No. 3, responsible for making meals. Fourth, you go and sacrifice first. Who is the most handsome?"

Will you scan your face when you come back?

Liu Qingshan looked over there: "They sell buns, they are all the same."

"The buns are big and small."

The Wei soldiers also stuffed the tableware into Liu Qingshan's hands in a humble manner. When Liu Qingshan called him, he immediately found a familiar feeling.

After breakfast, I went to the classroom and saw Liu Qingshan appear. The students were stunned for a moment, and then most of them came up to greet him enthusiastically.

Several asked with concern: "Is it okay at home?"

When he asked for leave, Liu Qingshan did not say that he went to Hong Kong Island, but only said that he had something to do at home.

"It's okay, it's okay."

Liu Qingshan agreed with a humming and a haha, and then borrowed Xu Changsheng's notes and began to tutor the homework he had left behind.

Xu Changsheng's notes are recognized as the most neat and detailed in the class. He will accurately record the key points given by every professor.

What is particularly rare is that there are some of his own thoughts and insights next to him.

At this time, most of the college students were relatively simple. In the class, Song Lei, who was not very good at dealing with Liu Qingshan and the others, was quite gloating.

He said to a boy next to him who was sleeping in the same bed, "I have been delayed for a month and a half and have missed so many classes. These professors are more rigorous than the other, and they are named in every class. Now I guess they will fail the entire subject."

Song Lei's family is from Hujiang and he has a high opinion of himself, but in the class, he was suppressed by the people in Liu Qingshan and his dormitory, so he naturally felt unhappy.

Sure enough, in the first class, Professor Yan, who is known for his severity, came up and called him as usual. When he clicked Liu Qingshan, he stood up and answered "arrived".

Professor Yan's eyes looked over, and the timid female classmate next to him couldn't help but lower her head.

"Student Liu Qingshan, you are back. Go to my office after class!" There was an unquestionable majesty in Professor Yan's voice.
To be continued...