Hello, 1983

Liu Qingshan and others did not open a small stove, but came to the large canteen under the leadership of Shen Guodong.

At the entrance of the cafeteria, the soldiers were already lined up neatly, as if they were not coming to eat, but to go to the battlefield.

A watchman ran forward, shouted loudly, and shouted:

Report to the chief, the troops have assembled for lunch, whether to open the meal, please instruct!

Liu Qingshan was stunned for a moment: So you have to ask for instructions to eat?

Do you want to do this at home in the future, ask the fourth and fifth to run forward, and report in a small voice: Report, the family is assembled, whether to start dinner, please ask the elder brother for instructions.

Then he smiled slightly, and he could have dinner, um, very emotional...

Shen Guodong returned a military salute, and did not call for a break. At this time, if he called for a break, it meant that he had something to say, and he had to push back for dinner.

He just replied loudly: Dinner!

Then, the soldiers lined up in neat columns and walked into the cafeteria one by one.

After Liu Qingshan and the others entered, the fighters were already standing. There were long benches in the cafeteria, and there were eight fighters at a table, all standing upright like javelins.

The cooking class has already prepared the meals, and the team on duty is responsible for distributing the meals. This will take some time, so soon some soldiers will start, and then the majestic military song echoes in the cafeteria.

The military song is loud and clear, reflecting a kind of momentum:

At sunset, Xishan Hongxiafei, the soldiers hit targets and return to the camp...

In such a familiar environment, the old squad leader, Li Tie and the others also raised their voices, including Xiao Wu and the others, who had been in the military camp since childhood and sang along.

After returning from the target shooting, he sang the three three disciplines and eight precautions, and Xiao Wu also winked and poked Liu Qingshan:

Why don't you sing, Shanghai Tang can sing, but our own military anthems can't, you comrade, you have a problem with your mind.

Liu Qingshan was too lazy to take care of this guy: Why can't I sing? You can't sing what I sing.

Just at this time, a song ended, so his words were extraordinarily abrupt, and many nearby fighters heard it.

Xiao Wu immediately started booing: Everyone welcomes Comrade Liu Qingshan to sing one!

The soldiers didn't know why, but when they saw the chief smiling, they all clapped their hands.

Of course Liu Qingshan doesn't have stage fright, and being in the military camp, his heart was quite touched, so he bowed and said: Then I will sing a little poplar to everyone.

Little Aries, what's the point of baa baa, our troops will sing majestic and powerful military songs.

Xiao Wu was still running on Liu Qingshan next to him, and then he heard that Liu Qingshan had started singing:

A little poplar, growing next to the post!

The roots are deep, the stem is strong, guarding the northern border...

At the beginning, the soldiers just listened politely, but listening and listening, the soldiers were all moved.

Even Shen Guodong was excited: This is a song sung for their frontier warriors, it's so appropriate!

Little Poplar, little poplar, guard the border with me!

After Liu Qingshan sang it once, he started the second time. The song was simple. After listening to it once, the soldiers basically remembered the lyrics.

this time,

Some soldiers hummed along with Liu Qingshan: Bring it with you, your relatives will ask you to remember your heart. If you plant it, you will be your hometown by your side...

At the end of the singing, it has evolved into a chorus of all the members, and many soldiers have crystal tears in their eyes.

This song is very different from the military songs they sang in the past, but every sentence is sung into their hearts and will be remembered forever in their hearts.

It seems that everyone has a small poplar that belongs to him in his heart, which takes root and grows, and finally grows into a towering tree.

This song is dedicated to all the soldiers here, and salutes you!

After Liu Qingshan finished singing, he bowed again, and then there was a storm of applause.

Qingshan, you can do it!

Xiao Wuzhong punched Liu Qingshan in the shoulder. He is now completely convinced. This Qingshan brother is really a versatile talent.

Shen Guodong also waved his hand excitedly and told the equally excited soldiers to sit down, and then said to Liu Qingshan:

Sing well, can you teach us this song, and it will be regarded as the exclusive song of our border guards in the future!

Liu Qingshan smiled and nodded: It seems that everyone has learned it?

Haha, okay, let's have dinner! Shen Guodong waved his hand and announced the official dinner.

Inside the cafeteria, there was no sound immediately, except for the sound of eating.

The army is indeed the most disciplined place, even the cafeteria.

Liu Qingshan looked at the dishes on the table: there were fish and meat, a stir-fried vermicelli with sauerkraut, and fried fungus with cabbage. Finally, there was a large pot of egg soup.

The food is not bad, not exquisite, but the portion is full.

As a result, I found out after inquiring that the barracks had improved their meals today, and the cooking team had slaughtered one big fat pig, which is basically one pig per month.

The fish are all bought from the riverside, fresh river fish can be eaten once a week.

As for the usual, it is basically a meal, a dish and a soup, and it is rare to eat meat and fish.

It is certainly possible to eat when you are full, but if you want to eat well, it is far from enough.

He saw it with his own eyes just now. The training of the soldiers is very hard and the amount of exercise is very large.

Moreover, there is a cold period of more than half a year here, and it is necessary to consume more animal protein and fat to resist freezing.

Liu Qingshan also sighed in his heart: the life of the soldiers is still quite difficult.

Would you like to help come up with an idea?

Just as he was pondering, he heard Shen Guodong's voice come over: Qingshan, listen to Guangming and the others, you have some tricks to turn a stone into gold. You might as well give Uncle Shen an idea, at least to improve the life of the military camp.

This time, in the middle of Liu Qingshan's arms, he nodded without hesitation: Uncle Shen, I will do my best.

Then he asked: I don't know, are troops allowed to participate in border trade?

Shen Guodong shook his head, this is definitely not acceptable, lest there would be problems such as smuggling, which would affect the image too much.

This time, Liu Qingshan is also in a bit of trouble. Now the army is allowed to engage in the tertiary industry, but it is located in the frontier, with a sparse population, and the economic development is lagging behind. For a while, there are really no good projects.

Is it also called the army detaining the greenhouse and selling vegetables in winter?

Some cucumbers and tomatoes, Maozi would definitely welcome them. They are also extremely short of vegetables in winter, but this seems a bit too low-end.

While thinking about it, Liu Qingshan suddenly raised his head and saw the map hanging on the wall.

This is a map of the local political district. Liu Qingshan's eyes fell on one of the counties, and he couldn't help but blurt out: How can we forget this, we can sell water!

Sell ​​water, what kind of water do you sell?

Everyone was confused.

Xiao Wu murmured: I didn't drink, why did you start talking nonsense?

Liu Qingshan glared at the goods: Yes, it's selling water.

Xiao Wu's head shook like a rattle: You have to spend money to buy water, anyway, I shouldn't take advantage of it like that.

The emergence of a large number of bottled water will have to wait until after the 1990s, so in this era, people really don't know and can't understand it.

Liu Qingshan stood up and walked to the front of the map: I'm talking about the natural mineral water at Wudalianchi.

Shen Guodong seemed to suddenly think of something: It seems like the year before last, experts from the National Academy of Sciences also went there to conduct inspections and took away a lot of water samples, saying that drinking the water there is good for health.

One of his staff officers also added: In the past few years, I heard that several sanatoriums have been built there, and the results are good. When comrades recuperate there, when they go back, they also use plastic buckets and bring some mineral water from there.

Comrade Liu, you said that there should be a market for selling mineral water, but how to transport it?

This staff officer Xia is in charge of the third production, and his hair has been a little white in worry for the past two years.

Liu Qingshan briefly talked about the concept of bottled water and bottled water, which made Staff Xia excited: It seems that there is a head start. Our army's military factory should be able to produce plastic water bottles.

As for transportation, it's even less of a problem. We have a dedicated military train.

In this regard, Liu Qingshan is only envious: the resources of the army are not comparable to ordinary people.

As long as they are shown the right path, they will surely go forward until victory is won.

As for developing the mineral water in Wudalianchi by himself, Liu Qingshan has no plans to do so for the time being. The relationship here is complicated. He is an outsider, and he doesn't want to go into this muddy water.

If one is not good, it will really drown.

Today, China is developing rapidly, and there are countless opportunities in all aspects. It is impossible for Liu Qingshan to extend his hand in every industry. He will only choose the one that suits him.

After Liu Qingshan's advice, Shen Guodong also felt a little relieved:

Okay, Staff Officer Xia, you will accompany Qingshan and the others tomorrow, go there, do some research, and live in the sanatorium of our troops.

Uh, I can still enjoy a public-funded tour, but Liu Qingshan really doesn't want to leave at this time. There is a lot to be done here, and he needs to be in command.

Seeming to see Liu Qingshan's thoughts, Shen Guodong laughed a few times: Haha, Qingshan, don't worry, with Uncle Shen here, no one should think about your Longteng Company, causing any storms!

These words are domineering, but people do have the capital to say such words. Political power emerges from the barrel of a gun. That is a truth that has been tested by practice.

Walk around, taste the mineral water, and take a medicinal spring bath. Qingshan, I wonder if the hot springs in your hometown are comfortable?

Xiao Wu and the others also responded one after another. When they came here, after the freshness, they were all tired of it. When they heard that there was such an opportunity, of course they would not let it go.

Since it's all said and done, Liu Qingshan can't refuse any more, so he just follows.

Anyway, being able to form a good relationship with the border guards is already worth the fare.

The most important thing is that Liu Qingshan really respects these border guards in his heart, and really wants to help them do something.

Because no matter what era, they are the most lovely and respectable people!