At this time, although the country was wide open and foreign gadgets and foreign rules were introduced, the Republic of China evolved from the Qing Dynasty after all, and it almost reached the peak of the chain of discrimination.

Don't look at the loud and loud name, that everyone, usually talk and laugh and talk about Confucianism without vain, and there is a group of powerful people who spend money to hold it, but in essence, in the eyes of these people, the artist really can't be regarded as a person in the real sense, or at least a plaything that does not have a basic personality. Love is love, but there is really no respect for it, hang a spring on the body and ask a small watch to show off, nothing to wipe and touch, say this is true love, there is nothing wrong with it, but who has ever seen the owner of the watch respect this pocket watch?

Artists are similar in the eyes of these people, there is a saying in the circle "prostitutes are on the same page", everyone who works is on their lips, and they always remind themselves that their personality is worthless, and they must be filial to all the masters, if you really take the wrong medicine and think that you are a corner, learn from the Western style and pay attention to the equality of human rights, hehe, then wait to be cleaned up.

Cheng Shaohua is willing to explain like this, it is already a Westernization. Qian Dingzhang was really a little uncomfortable with this festival at first after he crossed over, after all, he came from the golden age of being an artist in later generations, not to mention inferior, and the eighth-tier star dared to scold the armed police at the beginning. But looking at the peaceful appearance of his old man, he quietly restrained his inner resentment, after all, counting the actual age of the two generations, he is much older than the cheap Lao Tzu Qian Xun Capital. This is not a grave to change the vegetable garden, but a vegetable cellar.

At this moment, because the sleeves of the robe are shuttling back and forth between the women who are showing flowers and branches, the excitement is overflowing, even with the bald head is glowing with an ambiguous and excited pink light, and all kinds of tricks and tricks on the mouth are constantly being sold well, all the women laugh, and the hands are not idle, because of the wide robe and big sleeves, Qian Dingzhang can't see his specific actions clearly, but from a smile with anger "Decrepit boy, dead on the street, salty wet guy" and other familiar words in his previous life, he can guess eight or nine without leaving ten.

After a while, because of the reason to send people away, seeing Cheng, Qian and the two looked at themselves with a smile, the pink on their bald heads gradually faded, and said with a smile, "Hey, this class is also a hard-working person, obviously a Cantonese but in Shanghai in order to make a living, usually you have to speak Suzhou dialect, otherwise the bustard will have to beat and scold, that is, when you come to me, you can be presumptuous, hehehehe." ”

"You flower monk, beware of being struck by lightning" Cheng Shaohua teased him.

"Inspector, you can't say that, firstly, I am a Taoist priest, but I can't help drinking, meat, and women, and secondly, I just ask for a few cheap words, and you Dragon Palace never do this kind of thing."

"I know, I know, I know", okay, I have something to say goodbye first, you can do it yourself" Cheng Shaohua said and arched his hand to a few people.

"Slow," he shouted, "Since you're here, you're catching up," and with a "whoosh" he pulled out a shiny dagger from under his robe.

Qian Dingzhang was shocked, and took a small step to completely hide He Ruoxi behind him.

saw Cheng Shaohua laughing, "Even if you have a heart, it's not in vain for me to go out to fight the autumn wind today"

"Hey, hey, those who see have a share, those who see have a share" laughed, and when he saw Qian Dingzhang carrying a basket of "Guansheng Garden", he said, "Brother, you have extra oil paper here"

Qian Dingzhang saw that the two of them looked normal, not like they were going to do a business without capital, and then looked at the Red Temple in this prime location, it was a bit exaggerated to say that it was a scene of murder and overkill, and he knew that he was a little nervous just now.

At that moment, I opened the basket, picked up the almost candied candy and picked up a few packets, took out a few sheets of oiled paper for packaging, and handed them over.

Because he didn't speak, he ran directly to the table, and under the light of the knife, the special roast suckling pig of Man Tingfang that had just been offered not long ago was unloaded, looking at his skillful knife skills, Qian Dingzhang couldn't help but think about the sharp strength of his hand against the crack of the door when he first saw Liu Shenwei. "It seems that this bald Taoist is not simple," he muttered in his heart.

Just thinking about it, because he came over with two bags of meat, he said vaguely because he was still chewing the meat in his mouth, "Inspector, this is yours, every day on the fifteenth day of the new year, you run to my Gada, I understand", and handed the right hand to Qian Dingzhang, "Thank you for the pair just now."

After some politeness, Qian Dingzhang accepted it with a smile. At this moment, Cheng Shaohua had already left, Qian Dingzhang was about to leave, suddenly remembered what he said just now, and couldn't help asking, "Dao Chief, what did you mean by You Dragon Palace just now?" ”

"Ah, this ha, hum, it's all a good thing done by those thieves bald" After speaking, he patted his bald head, "I mean that the real monks in the temple pretend to be gods and cheat people all day long, and after they have money, they don't count it when they close the temple door at night to drink and eat meat, and they have to think crookedly every three or five times, but they also know that their bald head runs out, not to mention the eldest three, and the second is not accepted, even the inferior salted meat village also dislikes." ”

"Why do you dislike it" He Ruoxi was a little childish, and he thought that this bald man was not like a good person before, but after sending him food, it seemed that his perception of him should also change, and at this moment, he poked his head out from behind Qian Dingzhang and asked.

"Oh, don't ask about this matter, you little girl, it's not good, it's not good" because he shook his head.

He Ruoxi's face flushed, knowing that it must not be a good word, and retracted behind Qian Dingzhang, but his hand did not relax, as if he twisted Qian Dingzhang's back muscles fiercely to vent his hatred, and the latter was caught off guard and tilted his mouth and nose for a while, like a stroke.

Because he pretended not to see it, he continued, "Because the thieves have no place to go, there are all the pheasants who are generally old and decrepit and can't find food to eat, and rent a few houses in the secluded alley next to the big temple to resume their old business, and in the eyes of the thieves, even the dominatrix and the dove have become immortals. ”

"I see, the Taoist chief is very knowledgeable," Qian Dingzhang said politely.

"Hey, hey, what are we doing, we all know those flower heads in this industry" Because of the sound of the mountain beating his chest, its shape is really more majestic than some famous professors.

After a few more greetings, Qian Dingzhang bowed his hand and said goodbye, and left a sentence with a smile before leaving, "I feel the kindness of the Taoist chief, and I will have the opportunity to invite the Taoist to eat noodles in the future." After finishing speaking, he was stunned, and took He Ruoxi away.

"Hey, what do you mean by inviting him to eat noodles at the end, and he didn't say a word" He Ruoxi asked after going out

"What do you think, why did that Inspector Cheng go to find a Taoist priest?" Qian Dingzhang asked rhetorically

"Hey, it's not for roasting suckling pigs" He Ruoxi's big eyes blinked

"I said that you are really lucky, you meet a good person like your sister, otherwise you don't know how many times you will be sold, oops, oops, don't twist, don't twist, come on, eat a roast suckling pig" said and took out a piece of tendon meat from the basket and handed it to He Ruoxi's mouth.

"I'm going to die, it's ugly to die on the street in broad daylight"

"Hey, hey, courtesy, the tangerine peel plum in my mouth, hey, hey, hey"

"You still say" He Ruoxi didn't say much, and then screwed it again.

“。。。 Oops, hey, you hurry up and eat, it's not delicious when it's cold when it's blown by the wind, come on, no one will pay attention"

"Hmph" He Ruoxi stopped, "Come closer"

"Yes," Qian Dingzhang handed the piece of meat to her mouth as if listening to the holy decree.

He Ruoxi looked left and right, gritted his teeth, opened his mouth and took the meat. The traditional Lao Guang craftsmanship of Mantingfang really didn't say, this large piece of meat felt full of fat and fragrant in the mouth, the meat was tender and crispy, the fragrance of the charcoal itself and the Medra reaction formed after the pig skin was heated with honey instantly filled the entire mouth, and He Ruoxi's big eyes instantly smiled into two waning moons. Seeing her squinting and bulging cheeks, she really looked like a little gluttonous cat, Qian Dingzhang gently hung on her nose.

"Hmph" He Ruoxi turned her head slightly, but she glanced at Qian Dingzhang, and after seeing him smile, she also took out a piece of meat and chewed it, only then did she completely twist her whole head ninety degrees with confidence, and according to her original meaning, her mouth was pouted high in protest, but she was afraid of the final piece of incense, so she cut the corner and pushed her lips forward slightly, and immediately retracted it, which was not only unsightly, but also affected chewing. Peeked at Qian Dingzhang again, but saw that the dead man seemed to be completely immersed in the fragrance of roast suckling pig, ignoring his expression, and when he thought that this was really "pretty eyes for the blind to see", He Ruoxi stomped hatefully, and walked forward with a "hum" body.

Qian Dingzhang was sighing about Lao Guang's craftsmanship here, and when he saw He Ruoxi blank his eyes, he walked forward, and he didn't know what was going on for a while, so he had to follow quickly.

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The Mantingfang in the text is a place, which is a gathering area built by the old Guangju businessmen in Shanghai, and over time it has become the base camp of the Guangbang. In addition, according to the statistics of the 50s, the composition of Shanghainese nationality, the most are locals, followed by Ningbo, then northern Jiangsu, and the fourth is Laoguang, which also explains a problem, why there are few Fujian people in Shanghai.

About the Red Temple, it is basically true, including roast suckling pig, of course, Han Yin is fictional. This temple is still there, but the so-called museum that was changed really has no value to visit, but the layout and structure of the temple itself is still worth a few glances.