Hong Kong's Hollywood Road has nothing to do with Hollywood. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Hollywood Road is the first street in the colonial period, as early as 1841 when the British landed on Hong Kong Island, this road at the foot of Victoria Peak, before the reclamation of the sea in the early years, was close to the seafront, after more than 100 years of continuous reclamation in Central, has been far away from the waterfront. The name of the road is actually derived from the holly tree (Hollywood) planted in the area of Hollywood Road in the early years, hence the name "Hollywood Road".

This street is a well-known antique street in Hong Kong and the world, and there is a Man Mo Temple on the street. The temple enshrines Emperor Wenchang and Emperor Wu Guan Gong, and rituals such as beheading chickens and burning yellow paper, which began in the Qing Dynasty, are still practiced here today.

Yu Wei followed the incense person down the ancient steps, looked back, the temple was full of smoke, the incense burner held a large amount of high incense in his hand, waiting for the person next to him to move the place to squeeze in, light the high incense, reverently put his hands together, praying for the good luck of the family.

"I heard that there are now four old ones, these are all feudal superstitions, and they are not allowed to do it." Xiao Qin looked around and sighed softly. The vicinity of the Temple is full of old buildings, with wooden balconies and ancient shutters, and the subtropical water vapor transpiring has polished them with traces of age.

"Otherwise, how can we receive so many things in this store, there are all inside and outside." Yu Wei and his family walked down the steps of the Wenwu Temple, walked a little way, passed a few shops, a shop in front, the plaque is very inconspicuous, written "when it is not cold" three words, this is the antique shop opened by Yu Wei.

The antique shops on Hollywood Road are full of Chinese furniture, calligraphy and painting banners, wall roller blinds, ceramics, stone carvings, jewelry and jade, bamboo slips and bronzes, you name it. Yu Wei's family came to Hong Kong as a result of Mo Ming's activities, Mo Ming later fought a guerrilla attack in the south under the orders of Xiao Jiang, and finally almost ran out of ammunition and food, consciously lived up to Xiao Jiang's expectations, and was embarrassed to go to the other side, so he came to Hong Kong with the remnants of the defeated army.

Of course, Mo Ming is unwilling to only do black market business, and in recent years, he has begun to invest in film and television, wanting to create an Oriental Hollywood. To be able to mix like this here, there is face in the inside, and the movement over there is in full swing, but the external environment is very bad, Hong Kong is the only bridgehead that extends to the outside world, intelligence dealers, arms dealers, smugglers, all kinds of people gather here to live in harmony. And Mo Ming, because the previous background and the current connections can be talked to on both sides of black and white, he relied on this very easy to change the identity of Yuwei's family of three to Hong Kong.

Yuwei walked into the store, and his son was scratching his ears and cheeks behind the counter. When he saw his parents coming back, he hurriedly shouted: "I'm finally back, I'm really living like a year." ”

"It's a good thing to live like a year, the metabolism is slow and long-lived." His father said coldly.

"You're talking about a turtle."

His son hurriedly walked out, and when he reached the door, he estimated that his father would not be able to catch up, so he threw down such a sentence.

"Stinky boy, what turtle, you dare to scold you Lao Tzu?" Yu Wei looked at it, directly picked up a fly swatter on the counter and threw it towards the door.

"I didn't say it, you said it yourself. Oops, you dare to attack the police! It turned out that more than a year after coming to Hong Kong, Hengyu studied at the police academy under Mo Ming's arrangement, and he was a future police officer.

At the beginning, Yu Wei did not agree with Mo Ming's arrangement, because Mo Ming's black and white were stained, and he was afraid that it would be fraudulent to send his son to the police academy, and God knows if this guy sent him undercover to the police force.

Mo Ming knew his thoughts, patted him on the shoulder and laughed: "Come on, you, where do you think about this, my goal in the future is to enter the film and television industry, when I first came here, I was strangled to death by the head snake without fighting, killing and killing, and now I have a firm foothold, who still does that kind of thing, my old Mo is also a major general of the national army, and waiting for me to become a film and television tycoon, when the time comes, paint your old boy with green paint, and also play a little white face." "This guy is not in shape than Yu Wei now.

In this way, Hengyu entered the police academy, and in another year he will graduate and become a police officer. Yu Wei ran a good antique shop in Hollywood, he had a good eye and a unique way of seeing things, and many antique dealers in the United Kingdom, the United States and Japan took a fancy to him and asked him to look for things in the market.

In this era, the antique industry has just begun to flourish, and the local rich are not interested in antiques, perhaps because China has gone through too much turmoil in the past, and the rich people in the city are busy hoarding gold and jewelry.

"I resisted Japan at the beginning, and now I am still an accomplice to the Japanese, why is my heart not declining."

Yu Wei mentioned his inner contradictions when he wrote a letter to Su San. 、

"What's this, do business seriously, if you don't feel angry, add 20% to the commission, and exploit these devils and old money, which can be regarded as a contribution to the Anti-Japanese War." Su San replied to him.

It's been three years since I came to Hong Kong, and Su San has never appeared. She and Luo Yin live in an island country in South America, and it is said that they have a good business there.

The fly swatter fell to the ground here, Xiao Qin bent down to pick it up, and chattered while picking it up: "You, you, throw everything." ”

"Don't I look at it, the fly swatter can't break things, this stinky boy, now the oil and salt don't enter, I'll say that this capitalist flower world is a mess of flowers and gradually charming eyes, this person has been staying for a long time, then it is corroded and can't be said, the horse's tail string tofu, can't be lifted."

Xiao Qin was amused by him, and slapped him on the shoulder with a fly: "You, you, a filial son and grandson of a feudal dynasty, now you can talk in a set." In my opinion, capitalism is also stronger than your Qing Dynasty. ”

Both of them were happy.

"Yo, you guys are husbands and wives, so happy."

The door opened, and a woman stood in the doorway with a smile on her face.

"What do you want to see?" Yu Wei deliberately took out an oily tone, but his hair was already gray, and it was a bit funny to look like the eldest young master.

"Pearl agate diamonds, as long as there are any, send them, they should be good."

The woman smiled. Yu Wei shook his head and sighed: "This young lady, your idea is vulgar enough, I have calligraphy, calligraphy, painting and bronze in this store, why do you want to look at these messy things." ”

The woman approached with a smile and looked at the things on the counter: "I'm just a layman who likes things in this world, and I have been a nouveau riche for a few years, and I am not allowed to be happy." Xiao Qin smiled and took Su San's hand: "You're finally here, I'm still worried that you won't ask us if you kidnap us." Su San reached out to pinch her face: "Okay, you have no conscience." For you to find Mo Ming, my vinegar jar is still angry, and you are embarrassed to say that I kidnapped you. ”

Yu Wei smiled and said: "It just so happens that a guest gave me a few Jiaodong cabbage, which are crisp and sweet, let's eat mutton at night, and I'll go buy mutton." ”

"Buy mutton for a few Chinese cabbages and shabu-shabu, why do I think it's like my family is a little vinegar, and I will borrow some dumplings from your house to eat." Su San couldn't help but quip.

The slices of mutton in the copper hot pot rippled with the milky white soup, and the hot pot was bubbling. Under the light, three people sat around, the bowl was sesame paste, garlic and coriander, and chives, and the room was steaming.

This is the port of the southern country, but at the moment it has a bit of the taste of old Beijing.

In such a floating life, a few old friends sat together in this cold weather, eating hot mutton slices, sweet and crispy Jiaodong cabbage, and juicy tofu, reminiscing about the past, which is really pleasant.

As the years go by, they will eventually be bleached by time into yellowed photos, hidden in the albums of their children and grandchildren, and there will only be some stories left to continue to circulate.