In ancient times, the division of class levels was actually very obvious. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The older generation is basically aware of this.

In ancient times, it could be collectively divided into three nine streams: upper, middle and lower.

Upper nine streams: first-class Buddhas, second-rate immortals (Taishang Laojun, eight immortals, etc.), third-rate emperors, fourth-rate officials, fifth-rate boilers (wineries, which were the largest manufacturers in the feudal era), sixth-rate pawns (pawnshops), seven-rate merchants and eight customers (manor owners), Jiuzhuang Tian (farmers).

The middle and ninth streams are: first-class juzi (lifting people), second-rate doctors, third-rate feng shui, fourth-rate batches (batch eight characters, fortune tellers), fifth-rate danqing, sixth-rate phase (xiangshi, looking) seven monks, eight ways and nine qin chess.

Lower nine streams: first-class witches (southern wizards who draw talismans and chant spells to exorcise ghosts), second-rate prostitutes (open prostitutes and secret prostitutes), third-rate gods (gods and witches possessed by gods who cure diseases in the form of dancing and singing), fourth-rate bangs (husbands), five-shaved heads (hairdressers who carry the burden and go to all directions), six-rate blowers (drummers, trumpeters), seven operas, eight shouting streets, and nine selling sugar.

Of course, literally, the upper, middle and lower three "nine streams" together are three hundred and twenty-seven lines, but in fact, even seventy-two lines are included in it, because the name of each first-class industry includes many peers or similar professions.

This statement is also a generalization of the whole society in ancient times.

In modern parlance, it's actually a limerick poem.

A lot of people of the older generation can sing it.

When this fat man came in, Qin Feng had already discovered that he looked glamorous on the surface, with a briefcase under his armpit, and complained as soon as he entered the door, looking like a boss who was forced to take the train because he was busy with work.

Actually, no, this fat man is just a ninth-rate thief.

The first time I entered the door, I looked around, and the first thing I locked on was the black backpack in Qin Feng's hand.

There was a harmless expression on his face, and he did it very well.

When he entered the door, Qin Feng also noticed that the other party's fingers were tapping slightly subconsciously, and these characteristics already showed that this fat man was a thief in the lower ninth rate.

Qin Feng said hello, climbed directly to the top bunk, and put the black backpack in the corner.

The old man over there and the little girl Ran Ran also began to clean up the bed.

For this fat man, as long as he doesn't mess around in this box, he won't pay attention to him.

"Crunch!" has just been sorted out.

The last man in the sleeper came in.

Qin Feng glanced at it.

The man who came in had shaggy and messy hair, a thin and yellow face, a bulging forehead, and a little dirty clothes on his body.

At first glance, it looks like a migrant worker's dress.

Qin Feng sat on the bed and looked at this man, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

That's where it gets interesting.

There are actually two mixed rivers and lakes in a private room sleeper.

Another thief of the lower ninth-rate sect.

This is for himself, or for this old man.

Qin Feng thought jokingly in his heart.

This old man is not simple, the two people who came in, a fat man, a thin man, the old man didn't even look at the expression, it seemed that these two people were air.

That's so abnormal.

Even the little girl named Ran Ran glanced at the fat man, but was stopped by the old man, covered the little girl's head, and hugged her into his arms.

The emaciated man came in without saying a word, and climbed into his bed.

The train started to start.

There was also silence in the sleeper compartment.

It was still early at this time, and Qin Feng was ready to get some sleep.

Time passed slowly.

Because it was broad daylight, and Qin Feng himself was a feng shui monk, he would wake up as long as he had the slightest movement.

After a while, Qin Feng didn't sleep.

The old man on the lower bunk opposite was sleeping soundly with the little girl in his arms, and the migrant worker on the upper bunk was also asleep.

Qin Feng stretched out his head and glanced at the fat man in his lower bunk.

This movement was made by the fat man.

I saw the fat man lying on the lower bunk, turned over, took out a wooden box from the briefcase next to him, and opened the wooden box.

At this moment, Qin Feng's expression was stunned, and the whole person was stunned, there was actually a jade pen in this wooden box.

This jade pen is exactly the same as the one in his trouser pocket.

If it weren't for the difference in size and appearance of the wooden box, Qin Feng himself would almost suspect that the wooden box in the fat man's hand was his own.

Qin Feng subconsciously touched his trouser pocket, and the wooden box in his trouser pocket was still there.

The fat man just opened the wooden box and looked at it, touched it carefully, then closed the wooden box again, carefully put it in the briefcase, and stuffed the briefcase into the quilt.

After doing all this, close your eyes and go to sleep.

Qin Feng lay back on the bed.

At this moment, Qin Feng's mind was full of thoughts.

My mind is full of what I just saw.

"Jade Pen!"

"How come this fat man has a jade pen in his hand, and it is exactly the same as his own. Qin Feng's mind was full of doubts.

There is an impulse in my heart at this moment, I can't wait to get out of bed now and ask the fat man about the origin of this jade pen.

However, Qin Feng still suppressed the impulse in his heart.

Anyway, it's still a long way, so find a time to ask in private.

Qin Feng made a decision in his heart.

Time passed slowly.

Soon it was 10 noon, that is, lunchtime, and the takeaway box lunch on the train began to shout.

Everyone in the sleeper also got up.

Qin Feng also got out of bed and ordered a boxed lunch together.

Although this thing is not delicious and does not taste good, it is impossible to eat all snacks in more than a day, and you have to eat some of them.

"Little brother, where are you going?" asked the fat man.

"Hunan. Fat man. Qin Feng spoke.

"It's such a coincidence, I also went to Hunan, under Zhuzhou, Hunan. The fat man ordered two boxed lunches, quickly finished one box, and picked up the other.

The two of them chattered.

The peasant workers ate alone and did not say anything.

The old man and the little girl sat on the edge of the bed and ignored them.

"That's right, fat brother, look at you like this, you should be a boss, you must be well-informed, I got a good thing from Beijing this time, you help me palm my eyes." ”

Qin Feng pretended to be mature and said, the fat man looked like he was thirty years old.

Qin Feng himself is reborn, although his appearance does not look big, but in terms of temperament, he gives people a feeling that is not small.

If you don't pay attention to it a little, it's easy to ignore Qin Feng's appearance and mistakenly think that there are twenty-seven or eighteen.

"Fortunately, I started a small business in Beijing and made some money to support my family. The fat man took Qin Feng's words and said with a smile.

"That's okay, I'm done eating, fat brother, you help me see if it's a good thing I found this time. ”

Qin Feng opened his mouth as he spoke, threw the lunch box into the trash, and took out the wooden box from his trouser pocket......

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