Chapter 82: Strolling along Zhengyangmen Street
After dinner, Lin Sanqi prepared to stroll around Zhengyangmen Street during this period.
Zhengyangmen Street was officially renamed "Qianmen Street" after 1965. A few decades later, it was transformed into a pedestrian street with shops lining both sides and crowds of tourists, making it very lively.
In 1959, Zhengyangmen Street was also bustling with activity. There were trams running in the middle of the road, making clanging noises as they ran, reminding pedestrians to get out of the way, which was very representative of the times.
But unlike decades later, there were not many customers in the shops on Zhengyangmen Street at that time.
There were many people on the streets watching the excitement. Judging from their clothes and appearance, they looked tired and probably came to the capital on business.
Everyone would take a look at the store entrance, and then be stunned by the abundance and variety of supplies in the capital, and then leave reluctantly under the superior gaze of the salesperson.
Things that ordinary people couldn’t afford back then are still unaffordable now.
Especially in this era, you needed tickets to buy everything: cloth tickets to buy clothes, sugar tickets to buy candy, grain tickets to buy pastries, wine tickets to buy wine, and so on.
As I said, money is easy to get, but tickets are hard to get. Tickets = life, and no one will be willing to exchange them easily. The national food tickets are already sold at 5 or 4 yuan per catty on the black market, which is very scary.
Lin Sanqi walked along, looking around like a tourist, the only thing missing was a SLR camera.
Especially when seeing those familiar old brands, Lin Sanqi would take a few extra glances.
Such as Daoxiangcun, Tongshenghe, Tianfuhao, Daguanlou, Liubiju, Ruifengxiang, Changchuntang, Nei Liansheng, Zhang Yiyuan, etc.
Daoxiangcun sells pastries, Tianfuhao sells braised pork, Liubiju sells pickles, and Nei Liansheng sells cloth shoes. Each time-honored brand has its own characteristics.
After hundreds of years of trials and tribulations, those who have survived all have their own exclusive secret recipes and have become leaders in the industry.
Unfortunately, among those present, only Lin Sanqi knew that the good times for these time-honored brands would only last a few more years.
However, these have nothing to do with Lin Sanqi. He came to this era mainly to "monetize traffic". As for saving humanity, it is not something he can control, nor can he control it.
Just when Lin Sanqi's mind was wandering, Pan Ye next to him reminded him:
"Hey, Lin Sanqi, we're about to turn. The Tong Ren Tang you want to go to is..."
At this moment, a large truck may have been frightened by the passers-by and suddenly turned the steering wheel to the right, causing the pedestrians on the roadside to exclaim.
In fact, the car definitely couldn't hit Pan Ye, as it was still two meters away. However, Lin Sanqi, who had watched too many melodramatic romance dramas, made a move instantly:
"careful!!!"
Lin Sanqi hugged Pan Ye, holding his little niece in his hands, and then spun to the side of the road, thus "barely" avoiding the truck without any thrill or excitement.
Pan Ye was completely defenseless and was suddenly hugged by Lin Sanqi. Then he screamed and hugged Lin Sanqi's neck tightly.
In summer, people wear less clothes, especially when bras are not popular. Most girls use small vests to restrain their little bunnies.
Now Pan Ye's chest and Lin Sanqi's chest were pressed tightly together, the warm fragrance filled his arms, and the fleshy feeling close to his body made Lin Sanqi very satisfied, but on the surface he still pretended to be calm.
What? A is not meat?
"Comrade Pan Ye, are you okay?"
Pan Ye had already realized what had happened, but Lin Sanqi was trying to save her, so she buried her face in her chest in shame.
"I, I'm fine, can you let me go?"
"Oh, I'm glad you're okay. You scared me so much, haha."
Lin Sanqi took advantage of the situation and let go of the girl in his arms, but he sighed in his heart: "What a pity it's really a little white rabbit, it would be better if it was a big suckling pig..."
Pan Ye left Lin Sanqi's arms and saw his brother and sister with evil smiles on their faces. He stamped his feet in anger, turned his back to Lin Sanqi, and threatened his brother and sister:
"Don't tell your parents anything when you get home, or I won't take you out to play anymore."
Pan Cen and Pan Ren covered their mouths and chuckled, nodding repeatedly: "We didn't see Brother Lin hugging you, nor did we see you hugging his neck..."
"You also said..."
"Hey, Comrade Pan Ye, where did you just ask where Tong Ren Tang is?"
Pan Ye quickly turned around, his fierce and aggressive look disappeared, and he acted very gentle again:
"Tong Ren Tang is not on Zhengyangmen Street. We need to turn in from here. It's on this street."
Lin Sanqi looked up and saw the road sign on the wall, and read it out softly: "Dashalan".
After hearing this, the three siblings of the Pan family suddenly laughed: "Wrong, wrong, this one is pronounced dashalanr."
When people in the capital speak, they always pronounce everything with an erhua sound.
Lin Sanqi knew he had made a fool of himself, and quickly laughed at himself, "Oh, what a shame! I didn't even graduate from elementary school and can't even pronounce a place name correctly. Wow."
Pan Ye was also quite understanding and quickly came to the rescue, saying, "Let's go, Tong Ren Tang is not far ahead."
At this time, Lin Zhenzhen refused to do it. Lin Sanqi was afraid that the little girl would be hit by the frightened crowd, so while holding Pan Ye in his arms, he also picked up his niece.
As a result, the child was really scared and is now in tears. After all, she is only a 3-year-old girl.
Lin Sanqi and Pan Ye quickly squatted down, looking left and right to see where they were hurt.
"I, I'm in pain..."
Lin Zhenzhen pointed to her neck. Her collar was tightened when she was lifted up just now.
Lin Sanqi is a medical student and is quite experienced in this area. After opening the collar, he saw red marks but no soft tissue contusion, so he felt relieved.
"It's okay, it's okay. I'll just blow on you and I'll buy you some cakes later."
Lin Zhenzhen was delighted when she heard this. It was easy for children to ask for anything they could eat: "Uncle, I want to eat this. Buy it now."
Lin Sanqi looked back and saw that it was a Sanhe Daoxiangcun store.
Now I feel relieved. If you say Lin Sanqi doesn't have other coupons, but if you say grain coupons, then Lin Sanqi has 20,000 kilograms in hand. What else can I say? Buy it!
As soon as you enter the Daoxiangcun Bakery, you can smell a rich fragrance. The rows of cakes of various shapes are neatly arranged on wooden boxes, which immediately arouse everyone's appetite.
Especially women and children, these people generally have two stomachs, one for eating and the other for eating sweets, and Daoxiangcun is the dessert pastry.
Lin Zhenzhen's eyes lit up and she shouted anxiously:
"Uncle, I want to buy this jujube flower pastry..."
"purchase!"
"Uncle, this tongue biscuit looks delicious too..."
"purchase!"
"Uncle, grandma likes to eat hawthorn pot cakes..."
“Buy, buy, buy!!!”
(End of this chapter)
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