153 A nation that makes fun of gods and ghosts

The legend of Mr. Shandong came to an end, and the audience walked out of the screening hall together, with some intense and unstoppable posture, and three or five white-faced women wearing floral cloth clothes and pulling the board under their feet rushed over, shouting:

"Mr. Shandong!"

Zhang Meixi chuckled in her heart, hugged the apricot with one arm, and hid in the corner.

The hall outside the movie theater was brightly lit, and the Japanese women with small flower cloth mattresses on their backs rushed to a huge poster with Mr. Shandong.

Mr. Shandong on the poster is standing sideways, looking up at the moon, and in the background is a gossip alchemy furnace with cigarettes.

This movie was so popular that it was broadcast in succession, and the next one started immediately.

Zhang Meixi suddenly realized, and looked around embarrassedly, and at this time, everyone in Taohuaju surrounded her.

Apricot Says:

"Miss, what are we going to eat?"

The people regard food as the sky, and no matter what the Chinese do, they must associate it with what they eat. The theater keeps selling cigarettes, melon seeds, and sugar-fried chestnuts. Out of the door, there are piles of rickshaw drivers soliciting customers, and food stalls.

Baked cakes, chaos, baked sweet potatoes.

Watching a movie, if you don't eat something by the way, this entertainment is not complete.

Zhang Meixi had no choice but to comply with everyone's wishes:

"Look, you can eat whatever you like."

Every time I meet Zhang Meixi casually, it is usually the peach who is in charge, and today the peach is not there, it is the apricot who is in charge.

Apricot Says:

"These things outside are not clean, let's buy a little bit of everything and take it home."

The idea was clearly not well received.

On Tuesday, the young master smiled and said:

"Bring some if you like, let's go to Jindingxuan for supper."

There were a large number of them in their group, Zhang Meixi. Young Master Tuesday, Young Master Wednesday, Director Qian, Lily, Amy, Apricot, Little Girl Gold and Silver Ring. The cook listened. Coachman, security guard.

Most people don't express their opinions directly, but obviously. I like the arrangement of the young master on Tuesday.

So I quickly found a vendor of roasted sweet potatoes in a gasoline drum and bought more than 20 sweet potatoes.

The group walked over to the nearby Jin Ding Xuan for supper.

It's already past eight o'clock in the evening, whether it's a movie theater or on the road. Or Jin Dingxuan Restaurant is brilliantly lit and full of people. Nightlife at this time. It's already thriving.

On Tuesday, the young master had already booked a box, and Zhang Meixi reached out to untie a small cotton and linen waist-length cloak, hung it on the coat rack in the box, and went straight to the main seat of the table and sat down. There really is nothing to be humble.

Later, it was found that only Apricot followed.

She knows the strangeness in this, and this era is still very particular about three, six, nine and so on. If the servants don't sit with the master and eat together, they forget it in private. If there are outsiders present, even Peaches and Apricots have to be excused repeatedly. Emphasize your identity as a girl.

Zhang Meixi had no choice but to smile and say:

"Why didn't even Miss Amy come in?"

"Director Qian, they have something to say, they foreigners are comfortable eating together!"

On Tuesday, the young master pushed the door in and came in instead of Apricot to explain.

After Director Qian and Miss Lily had a close relationship, they were also attributed to being foreigners.

Apricot wrapped a sweet potato in a clean cotton handkerchief.

Zhang Meixi warmed his hands with sweet potatoes in his hand, tea and supper were quickly piled up on the table, and finally the young master pushed the door in on Wednesday, hung a duck tongue checkered hat on the coat rack, and sat at the end of the seat.

There were only four people in the room. They are all very familiar, Zhang Meixi felt very boring, and held the sweet potato in her hand in a daze.

Apricot picked up the chopsticks and was a little worried:

"Isn't this to the liking of the eldest lady? I'm going to call the guy over and ask again. ”

After following the eldest lady for so many years, Apricot actually doesn't know the appetite of the eldest lady, Zhang Meixi is the kind of person who is interested, and even has to praise a bamboo steamed bun, thinking about it in a daze, regardless of the delicacies of the mountains and seas, just be full.

Young Master Tuesday laughs:

"I'm a buddy."

He introduced it the same way, and said:

"The chef of this house is the master of Lu cuisine, and the Lu cuisine is full of green onion boiling pots, which are fried a lot, and they used to send box dishes to Taohuaju, all of which were called their home."

Since they are all eaten regularly, I can't say anything unappetizing.

Apricot sandwiched a small bun with pork and green onions, put it on the plate in front of the eldest lady, poured some vinegar for her, and took care of it meticulously.

Young Master Tuesday and Young Master Wednesday did it themselves, and each of them also sandwiched the same bun.

Only then did Zhang Meixi speak:

"Today's movie is too exaggerated, Mr. Shandong is a contemporary, how can he fly, and the Jade Emperor, too platinum star, how can mud be legs? How can white bones be saved? What if you mislead the people and really go to the pharmaceutical factory to make trouble? I think I should send a lawyer's letter stating it. ”

Young Master Tuesday laughs:

"The eldest lady has raised a girl to be a big star, and she usually listens to a lot of storytelling and singing, isn't it like this in movies now? The president of Nanjing is still the leader of the martial arts alliance, and he can scatter beans into soldiers, and he can fly the eaves and walk the wall. It's just a story and a play, how can anyone be stupid enough to believe in a movie. ”

Zhang Meixi laughed self-deprecatingly:

"I watch few movies, people's energy is always limited, although Peaches is a movie star, but you also know how busy I am, so Mr. Shandong's movie, is there really no problem with acting like this?"

On Tuesday, the young master was eating steamed buns and drinking chaotic soup while giving this movie little white lady popular science movie knowledge:

"This movie is a continuous screening of the film, and the stories in the film are all stories written by storytellers, ordinary citizens love to watch the legends of gods and ghosts, martial arts rivers and lakes, so they are all choreographed fairies and ghosts, the protagonist is not reincarnated by immortals, he has not been in his mother's womb for three years and six months, he doesn't know martial arts, and no one buys tickets when he shoots it."

"Therefore, more than 200 films were released last year, probably all of them are in this way, and everyone is happy to buy tickets to watch movies, and they won't really believe it."

Zhang Meixi was silent, it turned out to be like this. Just like the web novels of later generations, sometimes there is a popular magic space of the brain, and sometimes there is a popular rebirth of the brain. Even if the subject matter is mandatory, the content can be all-encompassing.

When I went back, I asked Little Peach again.

Zhang Meixi discovered that it is really an era with the characteristics of an era.

When she looked back at the twenties of Chinese films from a hundred years later, there was a brief introduction in the history books, saying that the movies of that era began to prosper, but due to technical reasons, the movies of that era were basically not left, and there were few film reviews.

When Zhang Meixi was immersed in this era, she suddenly realized that this is an era when bad movies are king. All of them are bad movies like gods and ghosts and martial arts, with rough content and simple props.

However, the masses of the people in this era are happy to hear about it. The civilization of the Chinese nation has a long history, and in terms of faith, it is also all-encompassing. But when you look into it in detail, there is no faith. (To be continued.) )