On the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, it was a hot day, and the leaves were wilted and the road was oily. He couldn't move an inch to Dashilar. Turning into an alley from Qian Shi, I saw a large white porcelain lampshade at the door of the house with "Fushoujing Soil Plaster Shop" written on it, so I pushed the door in. The entrance was a staircase, dark and damp. When he went up the stairs, he saw white curtains hanging on both sides. Opened a probe, and a middle-aged fat man sat with a puff fan blocking the door: "You buy cigarettes?" ”

"I'm looking for someone, Wu Cunzhong......"

"Seat No. 2 over there."

Then the five lifted the curtain and went into another room. It was a long strip of houses, separated by two rows of wooden fences. There are four small doors on each side, and a half-cut curtain hangs from the door, and the curtain is printed with a trumpet. He found No. 2 and asked softly, "Is Mr. Wu here?" ”

There was no movement inside. At this time, a waitress came over, holding a shiny cigarette in her hand, and slammed his mouth at him. The five nodded in gratitude, lifted the curtain and walked in. The room is small, only a couch and a chair, but it is clean and elegant. The couch is covered with mattresses and pillows, and calligraphy and paintings are hung on the walls. An old man wearing white bamboo cloth trousers and a long beard on his chest was lying on his back, his eyes slightly closed, as if he was asleep but not asleep, as if he was awake but not awake.

The five whispered, "Mr. Wu, I came as you ordered!" ”

The old man didn't even tremble his eyelids. The five hesitated for a moment and then retreated, standing outside the door not knowing what to do. Just as the waitress came over again. The five took out a one-dollar bill, stuffed it into the pocket of the hostess's apron, and said, "Mr. Wu is asleep." Find a place for me to rest, and when he wakes up, call me. ”

The hostess smiled, pointed to the second door with her finger, shook her hand, pushed the five-hand, and walked away.

The fifth entered room No. 2 for the second time, and stood silently in front of the couch waiting for Wu Cunzhong to open his eyes. Those five walked all the way, and it was already hot. The rule of this big smoke house is that the windows are not allowed to be opened, and electric fans are not allowed. He stood there only to feel the beads of sweat on his face and body crawling down from top to bottom like small worms. I was so anxious that I felt like there was a fire, but I didn't dare to show my anxiousness. After standing for five minutes, seeing that the old man had not yet opened his eyes, he knelt down in front of the couch.

"Mr. Wu, Uncle Wu, Old Lady Wu! I'll admit my mistake to you. I'm a jerk. Didn't understand anything. Confessional. You don't see villains, you can't make a fuss with people like me! I ......"

The old man stiffened and burst out laughing. He got up and said, "Get up, don't do this!" ”

"I'm here to apologize to you!" The five kowtowed on the spot, and then they got up. Old man Wu smiled: "Seeing that you write the Tao, I thought you were a practitioner!" The five said, "I'm nothing, and the flies on the horse spoon eat together!" Old man Wu asked: "Even if this is the case, you should also inquire before writing, and you can't praise and belittle indiscriminately." The five said: "Oh my uncle, let's be honest with you, I didn't make up the novel, I bought it from someone else." It's a false name, I didn't want to provoke you so much! ”

The old man laughed, the five and one were soft, he had already extinguished the fire, and said in a gentle tone: "You sit, do you smoke?" ”

The five sat down. Wu Cunzhong asked him a few gossips. When I inquired about his family background and heard that he was a descendant of an official of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, I couldn't help but sigh.

"Speaking of fate, I went to Mongolia on an errand that year, and when I came back, I brought a gift from the Mongolian prince to your grandfather. I went to the house to hand over, and your grandfather also entertained me with a wine and dinner. Of course I can't see the inner courtyard, but I am dizzy when I see the pomp and circumstance of the outer courtyard! At the time, I thought, too much, too much! The iron-clad officials of the yamen and the flowing water are like spending money like dirt, and it is a mountain of gold that has also been hollowed out. Children and grandchildren don't know how difficult it is to make a living, where will they end up in the future? Are you just messing around with nonsense now? ”

The five blushed and nodded.

Wu Cunzhong said: "You are still young, and you know how to write and write, and you still have time to learn some skills." It is better to have a family than to have thin skills. Pull down your face, put down the shelf, what can't you do? Eating by labor, standing anywhere is not lower than people, is it not better than being out of nowhere? ”

"It's you! My dad died early, and no one taught me a lesson, so thank you for teaching me. ”

Wu Cunzhong saw that although the five were oily and smooth, he also had some sincere gratitude to him. He said, "I have taken root in the altar of the ancestors." I saved up money and bought a machine to make grass rope. You can't get mixed up anywhere else, come up to me, you're literate, I'm missing a helper! ”

The five hearts thought, you don't treat Wu Dalang as a god too much, my golden branches and jade leaves, no matter how down, I can't sell hard work! But he didn't dare to let Old Man Wu see that he looked down on this business, so he hurriedly said, "I can still mix it up now." I won't be able to trouble you in the future! ”

Wu Cunzhong saw that he was unwilling, and he no longer persuaded him. Just tell him that the novel is a public case. It turned out that a few brothers were very angry, and they really wanted to find "Violet" and smashed the newspaper, but he held it down and decided to talk to this "listening to the wind landlord" before reasoning. He is in charge, and others will no longer be pestered. The five consecutive thanked him, bowed a few more times, and then took his leave. Wu Cunzhong stopped him and said, "Don't be busy, since I called you here, I can't call you for nothing." China's martial arts are in decline, the country is sluggish, and all industries are bound to be depressed. However, there is still a little talent in each faction. You go out to publicize and give strength to our friends who practice martial arts. The old decay has no real skills, so let's show you a little trick to relieve your boredom! Third! ”

At this time, someone next door responded angrily: "Here!" ”

"Light the lamp!"

Wu Cunzhong got down, put on his shoes, and led his head out of the second door with a tight waist on his waist. At this time, there were four or five men standing in the corridor. Two young men set up a table, and the waitress helped light three large cigarette lamps.

These sturdy men grinned when they saw the five of them. Those five are a little timid. Wu Cunzhong said: "You don't have to worry, these are all my apprentices." Originally, we thought you would be a three-door four-door fight, and beware of fighting. Now it's good, and it's precious! Let's make friends! ”

While he was talking, a few more idlers gathered and filled the corridor.

This big smoke lamp is produced in Shanxi, called "Taigu lamp", the thickness of a teacup, the bottom is a copper cup, the upper glass cover is made of half an inch thick glass brick, standing there like a small nest head to the point. Usually, you have to bow your head down and aim at the round mouth to blow it out. After the hostess lit it, one of the apprentices arranged it in a straight row from the inside out. Wu Cunzhong looked at it himself and personally corrected the position. Then he stepped back to five paces, rode a horse and stood in a crotch position, and took a sharp breath, and a small basin bulged out in his abdomen under the belt. Wu Cunzhong shook his arms slightly, and after standing firmly, he spewed out a breath of "exhale". I saw three smoke lamps swaying together and extinguishing them one after another. The people watching on both sides shouted in unison, "Good!" ”

Wu Cunzhong clasped his hands into fists and said, "Offer ugliness, offer ugliness." It's old and useless. White tricks are listed and laughed. ”

Those five or two legs trembled, and they felt that even the sweat was getting cold. He struggled to hire a three-wheeler and returned to the newsroom. reported this danger to the two bosses, and the two congratulated him in unison, invited him to Fengze Garden, asked for a dish, and a pot of wine shocked him. During the banquet, Masson returned the original manuscript of "Carp Dart", saying that it was not suitable for further publication. At the same time, he also said that the five had become famous figures, and the "Violet" tree was short and difficult to perch on the golden phoenix, and took back the enamel press badge.