Chapter 185 The Boss Comes Back
"How could such a thing happen?"

An elegant old man with a Huai'an accent, with one arm slightly bent, holding the news documents reported by the translators in his hand.

"Haha, it seems that what the teacher said is right."

"Chinese medicine should be one of the greatest contributions China has made to the world."

He handed the document in his hand to the person beside him and ordered: "Let Comrade Zhu Lian take a look and do some investigation. I remember that she has set up an acupuncture therapy laboratory in the Ministry of Health?

"Don't just work in isolation. Communicate more with the Chinese medicine doctors in Beijing, learn from each other's strengths and make up for your weaknesses, so that you can achieve results faster."

"By the way, does Comrade Peng know about this? Ask him to go and take a look when he is free."

Seeing that it was the winter solstice again, Wang Deming rode laboriously towards Xiaoshun Hutong in the yellow and black wind. In the sandstorm weather in the capital, the wind was tangible and colorful.

From the perspective of dialectical materialism, everything has two sides. Wang Deming has a deep understanding of this, not only about the wind, but also about the big nose in Qinlao Hutong.

Well, because now more and more people with big noses go to Qinlao Hutong, and more and more doctors are needed to perform acupuncture; so we have to swap the acupuncture training class in Xiaoshun Hutong with the Western medicine training class in Qinlao Hutong.

There is also a new sign in Qinlao Hutong compared to before: Beijing Traditional Chinese Medicine and Acupuncture Clinic.

But this made Wang Deming suffer. In the past, he could just walk to Qinlao Hutong, but now it was freezing cold and there were frequent sandstorms. He had to go to Xiaoshun Hutong early every day to give lectures. When he arrived, he felt chilled to the bone.

It’s not that I haven’t thought about taking the bus. After liberation, 88 big-nosed Dodges from Nanjing were transported to Beijing to be used as buses. In addition, there were 7 tram lines built during the Republic of China, and there was still a line to Qianmen Street.

Tram No. 2: From Beixinqiao to Tianqiao, there is a stop at Qianmen.

Trams are commonly known as "clang-clang cars" by Beijingers. Why? One reason is that when the car is running, the iron wheels rub against the rails, swaying up and down, left and right, and making a "diangdiang" sound. Another reason is that in order to avoid pedestrians, the driver keeps stepping on the copper bell, which also makes a "diangdiang" sound.

But after Wang Deming took that ride, he was not willing to suffer it again. The fact that you couldn't get your feet on the ground due to the crowds was a minor problem, but the smell of stinky feet, greasy hair, and sweaty clothes mixed together was a terrible thing.

It almost made Wang Deming vomit.

Although the total population of Beijing was only over 100 million at that time, and the urban population was at most 60, there were few bus routes.

No wonder many writers never write about their experience of taking the bus when recalling Peking.
In Xiaoshun Hutong, Wang Deming had just brought the Phoenix car into the courtyard when he heard the voice he least wanted to hear: "Dear Davarish, are we still going to take a bath today?"

Alexei stared at Wang Deming with his eyes wide open, and as soon as he came up, he opened his arms and gave Wang Deming a warm hug!

"I finally understand how wonderful it is to be free of body odor and body odor! Diana will never turn up her nose to avoid me again! Haha!"

But I want to avoid you
Ever since he got the three of them drunk and found out that he had a wife, Alexei's attitude took a 180-degree turn and he came to see Wang Deming every few days.

Wang Deming was so annoyed that he asked helplessly, "Alexei, don't you have to go to work?"

"Work?" Alexey shrugged nonchalantly and said frankly, "Diana and I are here to gild our reputation. Diana at least teaches literature; I teach Russian, two classes a week."

Damn the second generation! Wang Deming cursed in his heart, I have to teach two classes in the morning, four lessons, and only get 80 yuan a month!

I felt very good before, but when I thought about the fact that this piece of shit not only gets a monthly salary of 5000 rubles, but also a subsidy of 530 yuan.

I suddenly felt unbalanced.

Damn! This was still the era of Stalin, the father of the country. It was not until Khrushchev came to power and increased the salaries of officials several times. No wonder the Soviet Union collapsed decades later!

"Then you should look for Diana."

Alexey rubbed his hands and smiled obscenely: "Hey, Alita said Diana will come to see you today." I bought a watch last year! Am I being pestered by you?
If it weren't for the impact on Sino-Soviet friendship, and the dietary supplements and cola that are being developed, it seems that there are still many places where they are needed.

"Okay then." Wang Deming simply let him go. "Alexei, please do as you please. Wait until I'm done with my work."

"Today is a traditional Chinese festival: the Winter Solstice. In northern China, people have the custom of eating dumplings and mutton today. I'll invite you to taste them tonight, so forget about taking a bath."

"Oh, this is also a recipe for Chinese medicine food supplements. The simplest one uses angelica and ginger. It comes from Treatise on Febrile Diseases. You can also add tangerine peel, astragalus, peony, xiongqiong, cinnamon, angelica root, saposhnikovia root, ginseng, xuyu, licorice, raw rehmannia root, poria, and jujube. It comes from Prescriptions for Emergencies Worth a Thousand Gold Pieces."

Seeing Alexei's dazed look, Wang Deming cursed inwardly, thinking that it was like playing the lute to a cow, and was just about to enter the Chuihua Gate.

Diana, wearing a pure white mink coat and carrying a scent, walked through the gate gracefully: "Haha, De, I just saw you in the car, how about we go to Taoranting to enjoy the snow today?"

When he saw Alexei, his face immediately darkened and he asked, "Why are you here too?"

"De and I are good comrades and brothers!" Alexei patted his chest and put his arm around Wang Deming's shoulders affectionately, shaking him continuously, "Isn't that right?"

"Yes" It's a bad fate for a licker! Wang Deming cursed inwardly and looked at his watch. "I have to go to teach someone. You two can do whatever you want."

Diana rolled her eyes, "I'm a teacher, how about I listen to what you have to say?"

"I'm a teacher too, I'll go and listen too." Alexei followed closely behind.

Diana glared at him, Alexei smiled mischievously.

Wang Deming held his forehead in discomfort, "You two should do what you need to do, and don't make trouble for me."

Diana and Alexei were left staring at each other.

When Wang Deming entered the classroom, Diana suddenly asked coldly: "Alexei, are you here to block me on purpose? Is this the message Alita sent you again? Humph, you still know how to use being friends with De as an excuse?"

"Der, did you notice the watch I was wearing?" Alexei asked, glancing at the classroom and then back away: "I secretly observed it, it's a Patek Philippe. He also wore Jaeger-LeCoultre and Rolex before."

"Moreover, he is very peaceful when he is with us. He is not self-deprecating, unlike other people. He is qualified to be my friend!"

"What about you?"

Diana looked Alexei up and down with her beautiful blue eyes and snorted, "Hmph, no wonder!" She turned and went to the preparation room in the back house, and each of them took out a book.

The two of them finally waited until noon, and finally waited until Wang Deming finished the get out of class. His eyes glowed blue and he asked, "What are we having for lunch today?"

"Come on, I'll take you to eat Du Yi Chu's Shao Mai today."

From the south entrance of Xiaoshun Hutong, go to Xianyukou, cross Roushi Street and Qianmen Street, and across from you is the famous commercial street Dashilan (Shilan). A small storefront near the east entrance is Duyichu.

There is a black cloth sign hanging at the door of the store, and a tiger-head plaque with the words "Du Yichu" bestowed by Emperor Qianlong.

Not far from Dazhalan is Menkuang Hutong, a 3-meter-wide hutong that gathers many Beijing snacks. Zhang Henshui, a famous modern novelist, lived here. The modern novelist "Sleeping White" also lived here in a novel.
"Comrade, please give me two pounds of steamed buns, half a pound of fried triangles, dried meat, horsetail meat, and three bowls of corn porridge."

"Okay, comrade, please wait a moment."

While Wang Deming was waiting for his meal, the group also arrived at Qinlao Hutong.

　Traditional Chinese medicine can eliminate body odor. My family cured several of my high school classmates for free, just applying some prescription medicine and saying it's not worth much.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)