The origin of this black talk is no longer available.

It is impossible to know who invented it.

It is said that at first, it was just some internal code words that some people who ran the rivers and lakes and figured out by themselves, and then they continued to grow, forming two sets of "language families" in the north and south.

It is commonly known as "Southern Spring" and "Northern Classic".

With the increasing frequency of exchanges between the north and the south, these jargon gradually became unified and became known as the "Spring Festival".

Initially, it only circulated among people who ran the rivers and lakes, and these people were divided into eight schools: the golden skin color hanging, and the jury adjusted the willows.

gold, face to face fortune telling;

skin, selling dog skin plasters;

Color, juggling;

hanging, playing the handle style of performance;

commenting, commenting;

group, speaking cross talk;

tune, group scam;

Willow, who sings the big drum.

The people engaged in these professions have a name called "Changchun Society", and every time they catch up with where there is a temple fair or a market, they only need one sentence, and the whole assembly goes there from top to bottom, and all the money-making and livelihood in that area are done, and soon a "business alliance" is formed.

Members all use the "Spring Festival" to communicate with each other to ensure that outsiders can't get in.

Later, these internal code words penetrated into all walks of life in the rivers and lakes.

Some industries that do illegal activities, such as theft and robbery, fighting thousands of dollars, etc., have also begun to use this set of black words.

Among the existing industries, in addition to opera and opera shops, the most frequently used are antique shops.

Because of their profession, they can meet anyone, from the officials and nobles to the peddlers and pawns, they all have to deal with.

If you don't know a little nonsense, you really can't do business.

But now that people are doing business, there are people from all over the world, at home and abroad, and it is indeed rare to use such an "old style" of the Jianghu Spring Festival to communicate.

In "The Secret Art of Yin and Yang Feng Shui", there are some contents related to the black words of the rivers and lakes and the Spring Festival.

However, they are still guarding against one hand, which is pronunciation.

Even if someone takes the text to learn, the pronunciation is inaccurate, and others can see through it when they hear it.

Therefore, these contents need to be taught orally, and someone must teach them hand-to-hand and learn them mouth-to-mouth, so as not to show timidity.

The conversation between the shopkeeper and the two of them just now was a relatively simple incision, and Lin Yi understood it as soon as he heard it.

Looking up again, there is a plaque hanging above the door: Xiu Gu Zhai.

Like those calligraphers and painters, they like to give their small shops a nickname.

It's kind of interesting!

The guy received a signal from the shopkeeper here, and was just about to stretch out his hand to drive away, Lin Yi turned around, lifted the curtain and entered the house.

"Hey, do you know the rules?"

The guy hurried behind him, and Lin Yi had already come to the house.

Wang Qiang also followed in.

The guests just now looked confused, shook their heads and left.

On a recliner, a young man in a Tang costume was lying on it.

He wears a breasted silk shirt, a pair of bloomers, white socks, and round cloth shoes.

The back comb is shiny and shiny.

In one hand, he wears an emerald jade wrench.

Holding a purple clay pot in the other hand,

There was a record player on the low table next to him, and the sound of Peking Opera came from the loudspeaker.

"King Huainan, he passed down the order and divided it into three shifts to meet him."

Looking at his age, he may be around thirty years old, but his dress gives people a sense of twilight.

No wonder he opened his mouth to the spring ceremony.

Looking at his outfit again, if you push the time forward for more than a hundred years, he can't be considered old in this outfit.

Even Wang Qiang, a person who grew up in the suburbs of Beijing, couldn't help frowning when he saw him.

"What did this guy learn from the guy who visited the store? Old Shangjing doesn't wear it like this now, this guy is dressed up, it's called an authentic! ”

The man didn't stop them and let them into the house.

When you enter the house, you are a guest, how can there be a reason to drive away guests.

"The shopkeeper is so interested, Mr. Ma Lianliang's "Huaihe Camp", a good show!"

The shopkeeper on the recliner didn't raise his head, and explained to the guy:

"Look at the tea!"

The guy answered.

The shopkeeper still didn't get up, and was still singing softly: "At this time, don't make jokes, how can you hide nonsense from us, in Chang'an, you are exaggerating, why are you acting cunning now."

Sing until "The three of them go to the ghost door together, and climb the word life and death and let it!" ”

Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief, shouted hello, stood up with the handrail, held up the purple clay pot, took a sip and put it down, picked up a pair of walnuts on the low table, and came to the two of them with a shake.

"When you open your door to do business, you have to follow the rules. The two of you came to Panjiayuan, and as soon as you sat at my door, you were going to choke on me, I'm afraid it's not appropriate, right? ”

The look with which he spoke, his posture was yin and yang, and he took the tone of his voice, and Wang Qiang, who listened to it, was on fire, and directly stretched out his hand in front of the shopkeeper.

"What do you mean by that? Oops."

Before he finished speaking, he was grabbed by the shopkeeper's two hands, and he grinned in pain.

The other party's wrist flipped again, and Wang Qiang was about to lie on the ground.

Lin Yi went up and leaned against Wang Qiang's body, and pushed his feet towards the knees of the shopkeeper.

As the so-called force starts from the root, the power of the shopkeeper was completely unloaded by Lin Yi's top, and Lin Yi's shoulder was sent again, pushing Wang Qiang back.

"Lian Jiazi!"

The two shouted in unison.

After speaking, the two laughed, and the shopkeeper opened his mouth first:

"I'm all a three-legged cat's kung fu, it's okay to follow the old gentleman to learn a little grappling and wrestling skills, your white eyebrow boxing is a good thing."

Lin Yi could see that he was completely overly modest, and the people who begged for life in the rivers and lakes had three points of truth and seven points of falsehood.

In black words, this is called: Xingjiajian, eat all over the sky.

His small grappling hand, coupled with his footsteps, is definitely a doll leg that has worked hard since he was a child.

Wang Qiang has more or less a bit of actual combat foundation, and he still has a two-hundred-pound embryo, even if he underestimated the enemy just now, he will not be taken down by him with one move.

"You have won the prize, my friend is reckless, you can bear more!"

Lin Yi's words were very polite.

It is indeed what Wang Qiang did not do right just now, in the antique shop, there are a lot of words and skills between buying and selling.

Don't look at these two buyers who are unhappy and want to leave, maybe, the guy inside will chase them out and say: Okay, I'll wrap it for you at your price.

Hopefully, the deal will be done.

This method is still used by many business people.

Therefore, Wang Qiang stopped people's business at the door of people's homes just now, which is indeed suspected of choking.

Between the people of the rivers and lakes, pay attention to not knowing each other.

As soon as he fought just now, the shopkeeper found that Lin Yi in front of him was not simple, and immediately changed his face.

"You are polite, those who don't know are not guilty, I will compensate your friend first, and you will take care of the person who does not hit the smiling face."

Wang Qiang is not a difficult person to speak, so he politely replied a few words.

"It's better to come early than to come by chance, since you two have something to sell, why don't you let me have a long experience?"

Wang Qiang glanced at Lin Yi.

Lin Yi nodded at him.

"Look!"

As he spoke, he opened his backpack and pushed it in front of the shopkeeper.

"Excuse me, take out these things and put them on this table, I'll see."

Wang Qiang pouted, bent down and just took out a clay pot from it, and it happened that the gold talisman fell out of the neckline.

The shopkeeper first glanced at the clay pot, and then at the golden talisman.

"Liuzi, tea, tea, good tea, brew the Longjing in front of the Ming Dynasty that just arrived two days ago, and, go and put the door on the panel, and don't do business today!"

(End of chapter)