The warm winter is cool, and the cold wind is dashing.

The salty and wet sea breeze kept blowing the banners on the street, and disturbed the pedestrians on the road who shivered involuntarily and tightened their collars slightly.

The season is approaching the end of the year, although these days are sunny weather, but according to the climate of Xiangjiang, even if it was as warm as early summer a few days ago, it began to cool down at this time.

It was five o'clock in the afternoon, and the sun's afterglow could no longer provide much heat.

In 1948, the Hong Kong Wan Chai District was far from being as crowded with high-rise buildings and tourists as it was in later generations, but instead stood a variety of Western-style buildings and Lingnan arcades.

On the streets, old-fashioned black-box cars and rickshaws come and go. Among the pedestrians on the side of the road, there are young people in suits and leather shoes, and there are also old pedants who drag a long shirt.

Time is staggered, as if people have traveled back to the old magic capital in the movie.

But considering the name of Xiangjiang's 'Little Magic Capital' now, it is not surprising that there is such a view.

On both sides of Johnston Road's wide road, there are long stalls selling wonton fish ball powder, groceries and small items, second-hand books, and fortune tellers.

It is estimated that it is about to be the end of work, and the number of pedestrians on the road gradually increases, which provokes many stall owners to start shouting and beckoning business.

Compared with the fact that there are still wars going back and forth on the mainland, it is simply a paradise on earth, and there is a lively scene everywhere.

There are also a lot of stalls at the entrance of the Oriental Theater, and under the corner of the wall on the right side of the main gate of the theater, Yang Qiu's bookstall is placed here.

At this time, he also tightened the hem of his clothes with his hands, and after feeling warmer, Yang Qiu continued to sit on the ground and pretend to look at the fragment of "Golden Bottle Wooden □" in his hand, while pricking up his ears to listen to how Wu fooled people with the magic pole Wu in the stall next door.

Next to it, Wu, a bamboo pole with a fortune teller stall, has not been open for three days, but today it seems that he has caught a big fish.

"Tut-tut......"

Wu Xian, the bamboo pole, smashed his mouth twice in a fake way, and then picked up his mustache with his thin right hand.

He is not afraid that the other party is a strong man with five big and three thick, in case the deception is exposed at that time, he will be able to beat up people, and his thin arms and legs will not be able to withstand it, so he will start to fool mysteriously.

"Looking at my brother's face, I'm afraid I've been in some trouble lately!"

The bamboo pole Wu acted seriously on his face, and he was afraid that an eighty-year-old lady would immediately follow his wishes and ask.

Unexpectedly, the strong man on the other side was not easy to fool, and replied with a cold face with a narrow scar on his left cheek: "Nonsense, it's a person who knows me...... Lao Tzu has been having trouble recently, fortune teller, you give Lao Tzu some real skills, talk about it well, say it right, there is a reward, if you say it wrong...... Humph......"

The strong man glanced at the bamboo pole Wu's golden banner with the words 'God Operator' written on it, sneered and continued: "If you say something wrong, I will tell you to see how powerful I am!"

"Hmph, my Wu Banxian's name is not blown out! Sit down and listen!"

Bamboo pole Wu was not frightened when he heard this, but his face was cold, and without waiting for the other party's reply, he opened his mouth and said: "Look at your thick nostrils and facing the sky, your forehead is concave and your chin is short, this is up and down, it is said to be a leak of wealth, there must be no money in your hands, is it right!?"

The strong man was full of evil anger before, but at this time, he was stunned by the momentum of the bamboo pole Wu, but he was stunned for a moment before he reacted, and replied: "It seems to... It's true... Right... , uh, no... Yes..."

"Hmph, that's right. ”

Bamboo pole Wu snorted coldly again, directly interrupted the other party's words, didn't look at the other party's face, and continued: "Look at your eyebrows are too separated, thin on the outside and thick on the inside, left and right, it's not a sign of eyebrows, I'm afraid it's a discord between husband and wife, right?"

"Ah......?"

This time it seems that the bamboo pole Wu is right again, the strong man said that he didn't reply directly, and the bamboo pole Wu didn't care about him, straightened out his eight-character beard and continued: "Look at the black mole in the upper right corner of your mouth, Kun Wei suppressed the life palace, and the chicken Si Chen, but there is a fierce wife at home?"

"Oops!"

Smack-

The strong man exclaimed, and hurriedly slapped his thigh, and then suddenly shouted: "Master, master, you are really a master, blame me for not knowing Mount Tai, you... That's all right!"

"Humph!"

Bamboo pole Wu Leng snorted and continued: "People have a blessed longevity, I just said your blessing, do you want me to talk about your longevity again!"

"Master, master, please speak!"

"The main life among people, look at your long and narrow people, it is the appearance of long life, but it is a pity that ......"

"What a pity?

"It's a pity that there is a horizontal stripe among your people, and there will be a catastrophe after forty!"

"Ah!?ah, master, master, you must help me, can you see if there is any way to resolve this calamity?"

"Hmm... This catastrophe... Hiss... Well, for the sake of your sincere inquiry, I'll do the math for you. ”

"Thank you, Master! Thank you, Master!"

Yang Qiu listened for a while, and then understood that the strong man next to him was also a fierce and inward-looking master, and he didn't have any arrogance, probably because he wanted to find a fortune teller to go to bad luck, and at first he wanted to pretend to be fierce and scary, but he leaked his bottom without two sentences, and was stunned by the bamboo pole Wu.

In other words, who can't see the scar on the left side of your strong man's face, which was properly scratched by a woman's fingernails......

Even Yang Qiu estimated that this guy has a fierce wife, this one guessed correctly, and he still needs to ask if he has no money left.

But......

Yang Qiu sighed secretly in his heart, now the bamboo pole Wu half a month's hibiscus cream money is available.

Next, as Yang Qiu expected, I saw the bamboo pole Wu squinted, raised his right hand and counted twice, and after humming a few words that people couldn't hear clearly, he said: "You are in the Kun Palace, see the benefits to the north, avoid the water is auspicious, if you want to avoid this disaster, you have to ......."

"Master, what do I have to do?"

Bamboo pole Wu deliberately paused, and sure enough, it immediately attracted the strong man to ask repeatedly, looking at the anxious look of the strong man, he continued to shake his head and said, "You have to run less to the south, and don't go if you can't go to a place with water." ”

Come on!

Isn't this just telling the strong man that if you want to avoid robbery, go to Kowloon in the north, don't cross the sea to Hong Kong Island in the south, and don't trouble me when you come. At this time, there is no undersea tunnel between Hong Kong Island and Kowloon, and you have to take a boat to come and go.

The strong man obviously understood, and his already tangled face became even more tangled, and even a few horizontal lines were added on his forehead.

"Master, this... This... Do you have any other way to avoid it?"

How dare this girl question me?

Bamboo pole Wu snorted coldly in his heart, kept his body, squinted his eyes and said: "It's gone, it's gone, it's just this way, don't you believe it?"

Seeing that the master seemed to be angry, the strong man was obviously anxious, and hurriedly said: "Letter, letter, but... Can ......"

This guy estimated that there was something unspeakable, and he struggled for a long time, and finally suddenly said resigned to his fate like a deflated ball: "Alas, the north is the north, it's better than being robbed, yes, master, this... This... Do you have a way to cure the murderous woman in the family?"

"Fierce woman...... "Bamboo pole Wu squinted his eyes and thought about it, and said: "This chicken Si Chen, the chicken is a phoenix, if you want to cure this phoenix, you must use the dragon to overcome it." ”

"Dragons?"

The strong man was completely stunned, but the bamboo pole Wu was also direct this time, only to see him continue: "Yes, you must use a dragon, and you must also use a gentle green dragon, if you use a fire dragon, the fire dragon and the fire phoenix will fight, but the situation of losing both sides, there may be worries about life." ”

"Huh?" the strong man became a good baby, and continued to ask along with the words of the bamboo pole Wu: "Then master, where can I find the green dragon?"

"Hahaha......"

As soon as the strong man's words fell, he saw a long laugh from the bamboo pole Wu, his right hand reached into the left cuff and took out a green dragon-shaped jade pendant that was half a finger long.

"Coincidentally, I just have a piece of Lishan Qinglong Jade that has been warmed for ten years, the color is warm and emerald green, and it is definitely a good piece of jade. Oh, by the way, I don't take any credit. ”

“……”

“……”

"Master, you wait, I'll borrow ......"

“……”

“……”

There is an old saying in the antique world that 'if you don't open for three years, you will eat for three years', and in Yang Qiu's opinion, this sentence also applies to bamboo pole Wu. Although it is not as exaggerated as three years, Wu Yidan's income is at least comparable to Yang Qiu's selling second-hand books for three months.

"How about Yang Xiucai, do you want to follow me? This is more money than you can make more money selling books. As soon as the strong man bought the jade pendant, Wu counted the miscellaneous piles of money and tickets in front of Yang Qiu.

The two have known each other for half a year, and Yang Qiu also knows the risks of fortune-telling, and if he doesn't do it, it's a lot of trouble, so he threw down the book and replied: "I've got you, I don't have this hobby of being beaten." ”

"Hey, how do you talk. Wu immediately quit, put the money in his pocket, raised his neck and said: "Whoever is beaten, who is ......."

"Last month, there were two sons who counted their marriage, but you said that the woman's Kefu family had to change her luck, but it turned out that the marriage fate was calculated by the elder brother and the younger sister. ”

"Last month, there was a grandmother who calculated her fortune, and later learned that her son was a fake foreign devil. ”

"Last month, there will be ......"

"Hey, hey, okay, okay. Hearing that Yang Qiu had exposed the old bottom, Wu couldn't hold his face, and interrupted with a bitter face: "You can't save me some face, anyway, I am also a person who has been a county magistrate." ”

"Huh-"

Yang Qiu bared his teeth and sneered: "County master, don't count the money you buy, besides, the Qing Dynasty has been dead for almost forty years." ”

"Alas......"

Perhaps it was because Yang Qiu said that it was a sore spot, or it was a joke, the bamboo pole Wu sighed and shouted with a sad face: "Lafayette, it's the incompetence of the minions." ”

"Hey, you old ......"

"Ha ————"

As soon as Yang Qiu's words were spoken, he saw a long yawn from the bamboo pole Wu, and his face, which had just been refreshed, seemed to be dozing, his two eyelids drooped, and the whole person looked extremely depressed.

"Hey, old Wu, you won't be able to, are you?, addiction is coming again?" Yang Qiu immediately noticed that something was wrong with the bamboo pole Wu, and immediately changed his words and asked.

"It's okay, it's okay!"

Wu Qiang, the bamboo pole, replied with his spirit, stood up and touched his trouser pocket and said: "Yang Xiucai, help me look at the stall, I'll go to the back of the theater to smoke two mouthfuls of hibiscus cream to refresh myself." ”

Yang Qiu frowned with a helpless expression, the two had known each other for half a year, and he knew that it was useless to persuade him, so he had to flick his sleeves and say, "Go ahead, let's smoke, be careful about dying on this thing one day." ”

"Hey, I said you're a showman, what do you say...... Ha ......"

Bamboo pole Wu seemed to want to tease Yang Qiu for a few sentences, but unfortunately he just opened his mouth and yawned and sent it out, so he didn't bother to pay attention to Yang Qiu now, and ran away with his trouser belt.

"Whew-"

Looking at the thin bamboo pole-like back of the bamboo pole Wu, Yang Qiu breathed a sigh of relief.

"This is a damn age......"

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PS:

Some words are put here to say, and other places are afraid that people will not look at them:

1. This book will basically not be written in the mainland, I have also read Hong Kong Entertainment for so many years, and I know how Gu Da's book died back then;

2. My writing is average and I don't know Cantonese, so don't blame some obsessive-compulsive readers;

3. This book belongs to the archaeology of Hong Kong entertainment, which is very old, and some information will definitely be incomplete or wrong, so don't blame it;

Fourth, this book is very slow;

Fifth, I wrote here for the time being, and I thought of adding it later.