Maybe it's too tired relationship, yesterday afternoon Wang Zichuan took a nap in bed, opened his eyes and it was noon the next day, after washing, Wang Zichuan found a small note in front of the door, it turned out to be Spielberg reminding him not to forget the afternoon dance.

Peace Hotel is the tallest building on Nanjing East Road, next to the Bank of China, Wang Zichuan opened the curtains, overlooking down, the famous Huangpu River comes into view, the familiar river, the familiar riverbank, just like a world away, those high-rise buildings on the opposite side of the Huangpu River have not been built, at a glance, there is no building that blocks the gaze, and Hong Kong, which is also a metropolis, is completely different.

In cities that have not yet entered the fast lane of development, the cars on the roads are still the same as they were ten years ago, slowly moving on the cement road.

So quiet, the material is not dazzling, Wang Zichuan saw with his own eyes a homeless man walking on the street with a bag on his back, walking proudly, this is unimaginable in the future, everyone avoids like a plague god, he instead enters the crowd, communicates with people, chats and laughs, a qiē is so natural, Wang Zichuan closed the window, and sighed deeply: This is an era of contentment and closeness.

"I should go down and shop too!"

Wang Zichuan quickly changed his clothes, wearing only a white shirt on his upper body, a pair of slacks on his lower body, and leather shoes on his feet, which looked nondescript, if Zhao Yuzhi was here, he would definitely not let him go out like this, he had to let him change into a suit and polish his leather shoes, check them before and after, left and right, and let him go if there were no flaws.

Peace Hotel is located at No. 20 on the Bund, the so-called Bund is the Huangpu River in the downtown Huangpu District, with a total length of about 1.5 kilometers, it used to be the scenery of Shanghai's ten-mile ocean, including Gothic, Romanesque, Baroque, Chinese and Western wall style and other 52 classical revival buildings with different styles, in the thirties and forties, it was a financial center, a concentration of foreign trade institutions.

"Whew!"

Walking on the banks of the Huangpu River, Wang Zichuan took a deep breath, although the scorching sun was in the sky. You can still feel the breath of freshness, and after a few decades, it has become prosperous, but it has also lost a lot of precious things.

Walking along the road to the west, you can see pedestrians riding all the same old-fashioned bicycles from time to time, thinking that when I was in elementary school, I was riding a bicycle, Wang Zichuan childlike germination, following the two old men trotted up.

For about half an hour, two elderly men on bicycles parted at the intersection. Wang Zichuan lost his goal, regardless of the sudden overflow of sweat beads on his body, standing at the crossroads in a daze, realizing that he had done something stupid, not only lost, but also sweating profusely.

"Where is this?" Wang Zichuan's face turned red, and the surrounding area was mostly old houses, which were very different from decades later, and he couldn't tell where he was. There are mostly shikumen buildings around, which seem to be alleys.

The so-called 'alley' is the common name of the Shanghainese for the alley, which is composed of rows of shikumen buildings. And it has a close relationship with Shikumen architecture.

The summer sun is scorching, the heat is billowing, the heat is unbearable, and the alley seems to be very cool. The narrow road was not exposed to sunlight and was covered by houses on both sides, and Wang Zichuan hesitated for a moment. If you decide to go in and rest and walk in the sun, there is a chance that you will suffer from heat stroke.

"Why is it so noisy up front?" Walking on the road like a labyrinth, he suddenly heard the noisy talking, and a cool breeze hit, Wang Zichuan couldn't help frowning, and slowed down, there should be no ghosts in broad daylight, but how could the narrow alley road be so lively?

Turning the corner at the intersection, an army of cool people suddenly appeared in front of him, Wang Zichuan was shocked, more than ten meters away, there were chairs and stools everywhere, people gathered and sitted, there were few young and strong men, many elderly people, and there were many women wearing black fragrant cloud gauze pants, lined up, if not careful, the hyperbola of their protruding buttocks would touch the body.

Wang Zichuan carefully pays attention to the people who enjoy the coolness, these people don't care about Wang Zichuan, the fake sleep is still fake, the laughing is still laughing, the summer is hot, most of these people who come out to enjoy the cool are in difficult housing conditions at home, and the ventilation equipment is poor, so they move the straw mats, benches, reclining chairs, and bamboo couches to the alleys where they live early, rinse them with cold water for a while, and then take advantage of the cold comfortably.

Passing by a small shop, Wang Zichuan bought a bottle of ice water to quench his thirst, the owner of the shop unloaded the door panel in front of the door, put on two benches, as a tool for enjoying the cool, Wang Zichuan saw that there were still vacant seats on the bench, smiled at the two uncles who enjoyed the cool left and right, and sat in the middle, at this time in the alley, it became a lively, noisy, and full of all kinds of human feelings and worldliness, most of the old people were lying quietly on the bamboo couch and sleeping chairs, shaking their fans with sleepy eyes, and most of the young men were playing cards and chess, or chatting with friends about some interesting stories, Most of the women are munching melon seeds on straw mats, doing needlework and thread, while coaxing the children to sleep, and the naughty children are mostly running around in the alleys, looking for their own fun. "There's a public phone booth in front, make a call back first!" After recuperating his spirits, Wang Zichuan saw that there was a phone booth at the end of the alley, so he made up his mind to call back to Hong Kong to report his safety, and he had been away from Hong Kong for a week.

The landline in the telephone booth is an old-fashioned paging public telephone, spread in every corner of the city, Wang Zichuan pays attention to the environment, the public telephone room is only 2 or 3 square sizes, there are eight telephones in the telephone room, the configuration is "call" and "answer" are half open, the window is posted with an announcement, the phone calls 3 minutes 4 cents, paging a trip 3 cents, half of the paging fee to the communication household, half to the telephone station.

Looking at the simple telephone setting, Wang Zichuan's heart was a little cold, and he didn't know if he could make international calls.

In the public telephone room, there are two 'old aunts', chattering and familiar with each other, the woman on the left is very fat, and the one on the right is a little normal, snorting melon seeds, seeing Wang Zichuan coming, looking up together.

"Lad, do you want to call?" The woman with melon seeds asked.

"I ......"

"Jingle bell...... Jingle bell ......"

Wang Zichuan was about to answer when he was interrupted by the phone ringing.

"Hey...... Who are you looking for? Kindness...... Well, I see, then you hang up. ”

The fat woman said a few words into the phone, quickly ran out of the phone booth, and shouted: "Zhang's mother, your son called and said that he wouldn't come back for dinner at night, and he would go out to the restaurant with his girlfriend!" ”

The fat woman's voice was already special, and she opened her voice and shouted, like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, Wang Zichuan covered her ears, and for the first time, she understood it. The 'pager' of the sea people.

"Got it, what are you yelling at, the whole alley knows that my son is looking for a girlfriend!"

The fat woman smiled: "That's good, it's lively when you drink happy wine." ”

The woman who was sipping melon seeds said to Wang Zichuan: "You are a foreigner? ”

"Yes!" Wang Zichuan nodded and asked, "Can I make international calls here?" ”

The fat woman smiled: "No, you can only make domestic calls, you have to make international calls, get the hotel, and the phone there can make international calls!" ”

"Oh, thank you, Auntie!" Wang Zichuan decided to fight at night, and now Zhao Yuzhi should be in the crew, and she can't pick it up when she calls back.

"Auntie, where does this alley lead?"

"You keep walking, and across the alley is the road, and a few miles away is the People's Square."

"Thank you, Auntie."

Wang Zichuan decided to go to the People's Square, and decades later, the People's Square is still the People's Square, and the surrounding roads are well remembered, and when he gets there, he has the coordinates, and he doesn't have to worry about getting lost when he goes back to the Peace Hotel or continues to walk.

In 1986, there were still stands in the People's Square, and along the way, Wang Zichuan met several foreigners, who skated with students wearing red scarves.

Passing through the People's Square, Jiangyin Road, Wang Zichuan followed a few college students, and soon found a Western restaurant, and secretly sighed: I still have to follow the right person, followed the old man accidentally into the alley, and followed the college student to the Western restaurant.

"Hello sir, what do you want?" At the cashier of the western restaurant, a double ten beauty looked at Wang Zichuan with a smile, not that kind of professional smile, but a sincere smile.

Wang Zichuan said: "Is there a menu?" ”

Beauty looked back and pointed to the sign above, and said with a smile: "You can see it when you take a few steps back." ”

"Smoked ham...... Five cents, red sausage bread...... Seven cents, ice cream five cents, coffee five cents! Wang Zichuan said to himself: "It's quite cheap." ”

"Cheap?"

Wang Zichuan turned his head, and a female student with glasses looked at him in surprise.

"In Hong Kong, a cup of coffee costs dozens of dollars."

"It turns out that you are from Hong Kong, no wonder you say it is cheap." Schoolgirl hesitates for a moment towards the counter small. Sister said, "Give me an ice cream." ”

"Okay, five dimes!"

The schoolgirl gave five dimes, looked back at Wang Zichuan, and walked towards her companion.

Wang Zichuan said: "A steak, a cup of coffee, and a glass of red wine?" ”

"Yes, it costs two dollars for a glass." The cashier was a little surprised, a steak costs five yuan, a cup of coffee costs five cents, a glass of red wine costs two yuan, adding up to seven yuan and five cents, only foreigners can be so generous.

"Give me a glass of red wine." Wang Zichuan still ordered red wine, Zhao Yuzhi and Zhong Yihong often drank it, and he also developed a habit.

"It's seven dollars and five cents in total."

Wang Zichuan took out a hundred-yuan bill from his wallet.

"Ahh The cashier exclaimed, covering his small mouth, and a thick wad of banknotes in his wallet, it must be a liar!

"What's wrong?" Wang Zichuan put the money on the cash register table.

"No, nothing." The cashier picked up the 100 yuan bill and checked it, but he couldn't see the authenticity, and hesitated: "I'm sorry sir, may I ask if you have received the money, look for ...... Can't find it. ”

"If you can't find it, forget it, and the rest will be counted as a tip." Wang Zichuan found a place to sit down, a tip of 100 yuan is just a drizzle for him, in Hong Kong, tips are in units of 1,000 yuan. (To be continued......)

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