Dingyuan Hou Zhenglian didn't care about Hu Jingge's rejection, and it was not the first time he had experienced such a thing.

After the two of them finished bathing, they called in two blind masseurs.

Quanzhou people believe that the Hantang Group always uses blind people to massage, and there is absolutely their reason, but they can't say what it is, some people say that it is the secret combination of the five constants.

But Dingyuan Marquis Zheng Lian where to care so much, he said a word, from Quanzhou City to find out more than 100 blind people, rich people do not want to learn massage, poor blind people are very happy, suddenly have a job, I heard that there is a reward for doing a good job, this income is a lot.

Dingyuan Hou Zhenglian lay on the massage table and said, "Lao Hu, how is the matter with me ordering a sailboat?" ”

Hu Jingge said: "This can be had, but you have to be too big - so you still have to wait, it is better to have an ordinary one, you just drive along the coast, at most to Taiwan - then it will be soon." ”

Dingyuan Marquis Zheng Lian said: "Ordinary appearance, where can I show the majesty of my Zheng family on the sea?" It will be considered an ordinary thing by others - weird, isn't it just a big steam stove, you can't do it, can't you just do two? ”

"Oh, Lao Zheng, have you studied the steam engine?"

"The third brother told me this truth, there is an iron furnace, which is filled with water, and the bottom is filled with coal or charcoal, and when it is burned, the water is hot, and the gas can push the iron to turn - I also saw hot gas rushing to open the lid of the kettle when I was a child, is this the truth——"

"Tap, tap – forget it, I don't want a massage, I've been comfortable today. Lao Zheng, you didn't think much about why you pushed the lid open? Maybe you'd have invented the steam engine long ago—"

"Old Hu, don't make fun of me, if I had done these strange and ingenious things at that time, Mr. Jiashu would have beaten me to death. Now I know—they won't—my third brother and I have searched for many characters, and slowly copied them, but none of them are of any use—"

"Lao Zheng, look, I can give you drawings, you can follow them."

Dingyuan Marquis Zhenglian shook his head and said, "No need, my third brother has already been exchanged from Director Li Ziqiang!" ”

"Lao Zheng, come to me next time you have such a request, who called us friends? - What did your third brother get in exchange? ”

"It's less than Director Jin in Taipei, who only asked for thirty boys and a ten-year labor contract at that time——"

Stationmaster Hu Jingge remembered that this was a long time ago, otherwise, it couldn't be so cheap.

"Lao Zheng, next time you have such a request, you must come to me first, remember."

"Lao Hu, you are really my friend."

"Of course, I've always treated people with sincerity."

After the massage, the two put on silk cotton pajamas, buttoned them at random, pushed open the side door, and walked through a small corridor, which happened to be the box of the dance pavilion.

A service opened the curtain for them, and an Islamic dance was being performed on stage.

The music with an Islamic flavor sounded to the sound of more than a dozen Islamic musicians.

Six Islamic dancers danced merrily on the stage, their figures illuminated by the bright Kong Ming lanterns around them.

This is not the first time that stationmaster Hu Jingge has seen Islamic dances in the late Ming Dynasty.

Last time in a green building, when stationmaster Hu Jingge accompanied Dingyuan Marquis Zheng Lian to check whether the entertainment of the Ming people was vulgar, he happened to see the Islamic dancers dancing, and was immediately surprised, no, this is fucking deceiving my vast number of Ming people-

The dancers wore wide, large, folkloric tunics or robes that completely concealed the lines of the body, and the only decoration on the body was a square scarf or belt that was wrapped around the hips to accentuate the waist and hips.

The accompaniment music is Islamic, but the dancer is just spinning and shaking - her face is exposed, but what about her belly?!

But Stationmaster Hu Jingge was very calm at the time, he would never let go of a bad person, nor would he wronged a good person, and after reading it, he immediately went back to check the database.

It turned out that the people were still dancing authentic Islamic dances.

It turned out that at the beginning of the 20th century, it was the Americans who named this dance as a colored and erotic belly dance.

Then it appeared in Hollywood movies in large numbers, and the costume was completely changed, changing to a belly-baring, sequin-decorated bodice, waist ornament, and slit long skirt, to meet the sensual stimulation of the Ottoman harem in Western culture, which turned out to be a classic image of belly dancing, and also deceived Hu Jingge's appreciation of holy art.

Then this American version of the completely degenerated, renamed "belly dance" spread back to the Middle East.

At that time, Western tourists who traveled to Egypt and Turkey were disappointed to see that authentic belly dancing was not what they imagined.

So in order to meet this psychological expectation of Western tourists and attract customers, Egyptian nightclubs began to make belly dancers wear the same belly dance costumes as in the movies.

The first was a nightclub owner named Badia Masanbi, a dancer herself, who opened Egypt's first nightclub in 1926 and was the first to introduce belly dancing costumes from Hollywood movies in the 30s.

Since then, Egyptian dancers have embraced this specialized belly dance costume.

This kind of belly dance costume style and dance style has been used to this day, and has been deeply rooted in the mind of stationmaster Hu Jingge.

Damn, it's really an empire and a doctrine that doesn't kill me - it's all over the fool.

Stationmaster Hu Jingge found an "authentic" Islamic belly dance video in the movie from his notebook and showed it to Yuanhou Zhenglian.

Stationmaster Hu Jingge waited quietly for him to look at it for a while, handed him a piece of paper, and said, "You wipe the corners of your mouth first, the saliva comes out—Lao Zheng, you see that these women are Islamic women, right?" ”

"Yes, both with deep eyes and high noses."

"Lao Zheng, you see that the sound of this music is the same, right?"

"Yes, it's all in that key, it's a little louder in it."

"So, do we have the responsibility to let them find the right path of literature and art, and not let them live up to the demands of the Ming people?"

"Of course, of course, we have this responsibility!"

"Lao Zheng, did you understand what I said?"

"Lao Hu, I understand, but whenever you say that it is a request of the Ming people, it generally refers to your request."

"Well, you know what to do."

Subsequently, Zheng Lianyi, the Marquis of Dingyuan, sternly criticized the incorrect acting attitude of the Islamic performing arts troupe, and gave them a month to seriously rectify and make sure to dance a dance that conforms to this era and a dance that conforms to their own performing arts identity.

Later, I don't know how many times Zheng Lian, the Marquis of Dingyuan, was finally qualified, and obtained the qualification to perform in Taiwan in heaven and earth.

During the trial operation period, their performance immediately caused a sensation, and the masses who got rich first among the broad masses of the people rushed to watch it, showing that they had a deep understanding of Islamic culture and had more requirements for friendly exchanges between the two peoples.

Dingyuan Hou Zheng Lian and Hu Jingge, the stationmaster, two people carefully watched the dance with national characteristics.

Dingyuan Marquis Zheng Lian suddenly had an understanding: "There is no one who can't take advantage of it-killing it, it is the most wrong way for his mother, it must be incompetent-this art troupe is a lifelong performer, and their ancestors were all set by my Chao Taizu back then-now it is also the most popular performance here." ”

"Lao Zheng, so we despise the Tatars, not because they are illiterate, they can't explain people's words, and they don't understand people's etiquette - but their attitude towards life."

"Sometimes, however, you have to kill people to make a statement!"

"Murder is the worst form of punishment, but if it's evil, you will always like to choose it-"

The performance on the stage made the Ming people below scream excitedly, many rewards were thrown on the stage like raindrops, Hu Jingge's stationmaster was sharp-eyed, and he saw that a bundle of horse tickets was also thrown up, look at the black ticket face, at least more than five horse tickets!

Damn, who is so ruthless?!

Dingyuan Marquis Zheng Lian took a serious look at it and said: "This is originally a trafficker who brought Islamic dancers here, no, no, you are called a scout, he is transporting horses and sheep with people this time, and it seems to have succeeded - your Hantang Group is really interesting, you like cattle, horses and sheep all over the world, even dogs and cats." ”

"The people of the Hantang Group love animals—"

Stationmaster Hu Jingge said casually, he thought to himself, this may be the animal husbandry department, but it is a good to go back and send a belly dance band to set up a building yì, there must be female technicians who also like to participate, they maintain their figure, people go to perform, not to mention male technicians - it is good for themselves to do more such flattering things.

Next is storytelling, "The Complete Biography of Yue Fei", which is too boring for stationmaster Hu Jingge.

In order to win over the audience, this guy has to talk twice in a row!

Now all kinds of storytelling have filled the streets of Taiwan, and wherever there is a line, there is a loudspeaker, and wherever there is a loudspeaker, there is a storytelling.

Even in the period of heavy tasks, Hantang Group also processed the primary product of the loudspeaker by hand. Facts have long proved that the promotion of Mandarin can be said to be a night school with a loudspeaker.

There are really artists who have the heart, and they remember the complete content, all kinds of exaggerated artistic techniques, and obscene passages, no matter which teahouse and restaurant they go to, as soon as the small table is placed, the small wooden block will be slapped and spoken in the local dialect, I heard that the most ruthless guy can memorize twelve long storytellings, without strings - these people went out, and beat those old storytellers all over the body! ——

The script doesn't work, it's a fatal flaw.

Of course, Hu Jingge deeply agrees with this effortless cultural behavior of promoting a certain cultural influence and at the same time being welcomed, but it is really unbearable for him to listen to it again.

Watching the people on the stage dancing with their hands, the people in the audience shook their heads, and even Zheng Lian, the Marquis of Dingyuan, who was beside him, was full of relish.

"Lao Zheng, didn't you say it twice?"

"Yes, but this guy has private goods, good to hear! You don't have to wait for me, you can go up first, it's the same at your own home. ”

"-Well, I'm not in a hurry to go up-well, I'm going up."

In the process of going upstairs, Hu Jingge thought to himself, damn it, a storytelling is like this, now take the movie too!

In fact, similar movies have been in Taiwan for a long time.

This is simple, put together the shots of the white farmers in the world harvesting, steelmaking, collective clothing, driving airplanes, and the scenes of yellow people engaging in technology, entering and exiting office buildings, and entertainment - named, one of the big city scenery in Antarctica.

This can be had.

It was quiet upstairs, and a waitress standing at the entrance of the building saw him come in and said gently, "Please, room 307—"

"Isn't my dedicated room 309?"

"There is a new object in Taiwan, and Master Hou decided to install it for you - so it was changed."

Stationmaster Hu Jingge walked on the Persian carpet with satisfaction, without making a sound at all.

He walked to the door of room 307 and looked left and right to see that there was no one, and the entire hallway was silent.

He knocked on the door four times, and the latch opened—a woman with a Falling Stirrup hairstyle and a Tang-style breast-baring outfit appeared in the doorway with a smile.

The outfit on her body is made of Zhangzhou brocade, and her fair shoulders are also draped in blue Huzhou light yarn.

She bowed and said, "You're back?" ”

After speaking, he knelt down and untied his shoelaces - lightly changed into bamboo silk slippers for him.

Looking at her equally white back, Hu Jingge's throat was itchy, and people did it exactly as they imagined.

She was half-kneeling, but she raised her beautiful melon seed face and said, "Have you worked hard today?" ”

Stationmaster Hu Jingge couldn't stand it all of a sudden, he picked her up, walked to the Taiwanese-style soft bed, and said, "Lao Tzu doesn't care how hard it is!" ”

She took her fingers in her mouth, smiled coquettishly in his arms, and wrapped her other arm softly around his back, clasping it gently—

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