On October 1st, the National Day, the whole Yanjing was in a sea of joy. Going to Tiananmen Square to watch the military parade became everyone's first choice.
The world was not peaceful in 1981. In January, the Soviet Union invaded Afghanistan and its hegemonic expansion reached its peak.
Yang Dongxu's words were like an inadvertent turning point in the times, causing China to quietly change its foreign policy and attitude this year.
On September 4th, Big Brother, who seemed to smell something different, held a military division exercise code-named "Western-81". This was the largest military division exercise in human history. The total number of participants in the exercise was nearly 500,000, including multiple arms of the land, sea and air force. Show muscles to NATO, intimidate Eastern European satellite countries, and at the same time scare the neighbor next to you.
After U.S. President Ronald Reagan came to power, the U.S. policy toward the Soviet Union shifted from relaxation to explicit confrontation, and the U.S. and NATO immediately launched targeted military exercises.
At the same time, the tension in Sino-Soviet relations in the early 1980s seemed to add a little more fuel to the already honeymoon phase of Sino-US relations.
The Cold War confrontation and the threat from the north made China feel a huge crisis, so on September 14, 1981, the North China Military Exercise kicked off in Zhangjiakou, an important town outside the Great Wall. This was the exercise with the largest investment of troops and weapons in the history of the People's Liberation Army at that time.
On September 19, after the North China military exercise ended, more than 100,000 soldiers lined up in 53 square formations to accept the briefing of the Chairman of the Central Military Commission of the Communist Party of China.
In this day when the whole world seems to be crowded with military exercises in September, the coming of National Day brings solemnity to the celebration in Yanjing. The soldiers are particularly excited in temperament and spirit, as if they are ready to rush to the front line to fight at any time.
Yang Dongxu was also very excited during the National Day, not just because he didn’t have to go to school to endure the torture during the holidays. But compared to the tolerant diplomacy adopted by later generations for development, he prefers the Chinese temperament that although they are poor, they are extremely stubborn at heart.
Whether it's the "Self-Defense Counterattack" two years ago or this North China military exercise, in short, although I don't have the muscles to be strong like you, if you dare to take action, just do it.
At the same time, although the Chinese people in this period still have the influence of the residual atmosphere of the Great Chaos Era, this is only internal uneasiness. Externally, they are absolutely united and have no fear of war. If you dare to come here with a gun, I will take it. I'll beat you to death with a stick.
It was a bit cold in the morning in early October, but Tiananmen Square had long been immersed in a sea of people, and no one was seen spitting or littering.
Although people in this era generally have low awareness of hygiene, they are more conscious than people in later generations. If you spit or litter in Tiananmen Square, believe it or not, you don’t have to show up wearing a large red armband. The old and young men around you will Can I beat you to death?
Eight-year-old Yang Dongxu was being held up by Zhou Yiren. Compared with Zhou Yiren in Yangjia Village, although Zhou Yiren still had a lot of white hair on his head at this time, he was very energetic, especially after being treated by Old Man Xuan. After his thin body gradually gained weight due to the huge work pressure, he finally became as strong as he should be for his size, and he could hold up Yang Dongxu effortlessly.
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Since moving out of the temple, although old man Xuan has not cut off the Taoist hairband with his long hair, he no longer wears Taoist robes, but ordinary coarse linen clothes, or the one Yang Dongxu specially gave him during the Chinese New Year. Customized Tang suit.
So today he put the Taoist robe on himself again, leaving Yang Dongxu wondering why he was crazy again.
Faced with Yang Dongxu's problem, if there was no one, Old Man Xuan would definitely give him a complete set of education from words to spirit to physical/physical education on his hands and feet. But when there were people around, he basically ignored them without even raising his eyelids.
"Today is a big day, so you have to wear formal attire." Zhou Yiren patted Yang Dongxu's head with a kind smile, then nodded and greeted Old Man Xuan and Wu Aibing with a smile.
"Formal attire?" Yang Dongxu was speechless. It was the first time in his more than 40 years of life that he heard Taoist robes being used as formal attire. Besides, except for the hairband on his head, Old Man Xuan looked like a fake Taoist priest. How could he possibly use Taoist robes as formal attire? Wear it as a formal suit?
But my godfather said this about this issue, so I had to listen to it, otherwise I wouldn’t know how many slaps I would get on my butt.
When the stirring national anthem was played, the military parade began, and piles of uniform troops walked past Tiananmen Square. That spirit and temperament made everyone who saw it feel proud and lamented the power of the motherland.
When the tall man stood in the car and started to organize his troops, the hairs on Yang Dongxu's body stood up instantly. This was the first time in his two lifetimes that he was so close to this great man.
The outstanding wisdom possessed by the already slightly old and short body not only made the Chinese people, but also the whole world have to admire and admire him.
"It would be nice if I had a camera." As he watched the car drive away, the feeling of excitement all over his body slowly disappeared. Yang Dongxu couldn't help but feel a little regretful. If he had a camera in his hand to record this scene, it would definitely be a lifelong souvenir. .
"Grandpa, can we come to the military parade every year?" Yang Dongxu got off Zhou Yiren's neck, raised his head and looked at his godfather innocently.
"Okay, okay, come every year." Seeing how powerful his motherland was, Zhou Yiren burst into tears. He raised his head and tried not to let the tears flow down. He kept patting Yang Dongxu's head with his hands.
The people next to him were also very excited. The expression on Old Man Xuan's face, which was very obvious compared to everyone else's excitement, was a bit complicated. He couldn't tell what he was feeling. He seemed to have admiration and sadness.
The whole family came to the Yang Family Banquet after returning from Tiananmen Square. Today was a day off to celebrate the National Day, so there was no one around at the Yang Family Banquet.
Zhou Ya took out the key from her pocket and the group entered the yard through the back door. With old man Xuan here, it was impossible for everyone to go hungry, so within a short time, dishes with delicious flavor and color were put on the table, and the family was very happy to eat.
After eating, Wu Aibing returned to the store, and Yang Dongxu followed him. There was no way that although today was the first day of the National Day holiday, Zhou Yiren would definitely go home to deal with the documents after letting himself go for half a day.
Zhou Ya took a list and began to inventory the warehouse, while checking last month's accounts. Old man Xuan was feeling a little out of sorts today and would probably go back to the courtyard to drink. Yang Dongxu didn't want to follow him for fear of being beaten, so Wu Aibing was the only option.
"How is business lately?" They all went to watch the military parade. It was noon, so there was no one in the store. Yang Dongxu, who was chewing an apple, moved the bench to sit in front of a floor fan.
"It's pretty good, especially these fans are so popular." Wu Aibing's face was filled with joy.
Ever since Yang Dongxu gave the advice of a guaranteed replacement within a week and a six-month warranty, the store's business has improved instantly. Recorders can be sold every day. After the fans arrived, the supply exceeded demand. At this time, although the daily turnover in the store is not as good as that of Yang Jiayan, it is definitely not a small number.
"You didn't do any holiday promotions or anything?" Yang Dongxu asked while chewing an apple.
"Promotion, what is that?" Wu Aibing stared with confusion on his face.
"It's just the holidays, so let's have a discount and sell more stuff while everyone is happy."
"Everything is easy to sell, why do we need to discount it?" Wu Aibing was even more confused. In his impression, only items that could not be sold later or were bad items would be discounted.
"Okay, pretend I didn't say anything." Yang Dongxu shrugged and stopped explaining.
Compared with the era in later generations where there were two big promotions on May 20th, May 21st, November 1st, November 11th, etc., which were not forced into holidays but were divided into the solar calendar and the lunar calendar, people in this era Too simple.
Who says everything on sale is bad? Or things that are about to expire and cannot be sold? Would I tell you that you can make a lot more money with a discount than without a discount? Anyway, these home appliances are currently under monopoly sales. There are currently only two stores in Dongcheng and Xicheng, so it doesn’t matter whether they are discounted or not.
"How's it going over there with Dongzi?" Yang Dongxu asked casually. He hadn't asked about it since the last time he talked to Dongzi. Yang Dongxu simply looked at the account books that were sent there a few days ago, without intending to verify them carefully.
"It seems pretty good. He plans to set up a small factory to make billiard tables and transport the billiard tables to other places to buy." Wu Aibing looked at Yang Dongxu with some embarrassment. Obviously this is taking advantage of Yang Dongxu's ideas to make money.
"Oh, there are so many pool tables in Yanjing. You can indeed make some money by selling them in other places." Yang Dongxu nodded.
"Aren't you angry?" Wu Aibing looked at Yang Dongxu, as if he wanted to see something from his eyes.
"Why are you angry? Don't tell me that I am no longer in the pool table business. Even if I am in the pool table business, won't others be allowed to do it? We are in the clothing and home appliance business, aren't the people from West City also coming to rob us? Can I not Let them do it?" Yang Dongxu said indifferently.
After the era of great imitations in later generations where even aircraft carriers could be copied, the little fish and shrimps in front of him are not worth Yang Dongxu's anger. If he is angry about these things, he will be angry to death sooner or later.
Besides, whether it is a billiard table, a clothing company, or even a store called Wu Aibing, he has no intention of continuing it. At present, except for the Yang Family Banquet, he has no plans to run any other business in the long term.
These things are all used by him to make quick money. Instead of making these businesses that can be imitated by anyone really big and strong, it would be more cost-effective to collect two more antiques and buy more courtyard houses.
"By the way, there's a letter from Boss Hao. He'll be here in two days, asking you to prepare a few more songs?" Wu Aibing looked at Yang Dongxu carefully.
At first, when Yang Dongxu asked Hao Yifan to help sell songs, he thought it was just a joke. But who would have thought that a song written by Yang Dongxu, an eight-year-old child, would become a hit in Hong Kong and Taiwan.
"Oh, how's the comics going?" Yang Dongxu responded.
He obviously values comics more than songs. Songs are just for him to gain some fame to facilitate future plans. He has no intention of making money from this. Otherwise, wouldn't it be more profitable to open a music company and promote a few singers?
Comics are the key now, because only by using comics to open up the RB market, even if he can't do anything else in RB in the future, the profits from the comic industry chain alone will be enough for him to make a lot of money.
"I didn't say that."
