Chapter 339: So Pretty?!
Hearing someone say hello to him, the charter wife bit the cigarette butt and glanced back, Zheng Jirong's smile became more and more when he saw this, just as he was about to pat the ass again
"Gu, your mother is big!"
The charter lady glared at him and shouted, "I know you, you just greet me?" ”
“.”
Zheng Jirong's smile suddenly froze, looking at the charter woman who was looking at him with his nostrils on the other side, he took a deep breath and replied with a smile: "I don't know you now, won't I know you in the future." ”
He then arched his hand and said: "In Xia Zheng Jirong, I want to rent a house here in the walled city." ”
"Renting a house"
The charter lady slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, then turned her head and walked towards the ladder in front of the apartment building, "Come with me." ”
cluttered narrow hallways.
Looking at the cigarette in the corner of the charter woman's mouth and the curly hair like bubble noodles, although he was in the pigpen city, Zheng Jirong had a feeling of arriving at the Regent Hotel.
Creak~
At the end of the hallway, the charter woman pushed open a creaky wooden door, "Now, here it is." ”
Zheng Jirong stretched his head into the room and glanced around casually, the ordinary one-bedroom and one-hall layout, a few simple pieces of furniture were quietly placed, and the wooden tables, chairs, and beds all exuded a faint woody fragrance.
When he stepped into the room, his footsteps creaked when he landed on the floor, and the windows were covered with yellowed window paper, casting dappled light and shadow through the faint sunlight, and the whole room seemed to be covered with dust, and the air was filled with a smell of dust, fluttering.
"Looks pretty good."
After looking around, Zheng Jirong nodded and said, "It's just dirty, you have to hire someone to clean it before you move in." ”
"Seeing that you are wearing such a supportive head, you must not be the master who is short of money", the charter woman raised her chin towards the patio downstairs, "There are so many poor people below, as long as the money is in place, you can hire as many people as you want." ”
"The charter wife is reasonable", Zheng Jirong took out a cigarette case and handed it out, "What about rent, water and electricity?" ”
The charter lady was not in a hurry to answer his question, she first looked at the cigarette in her hand, and then stared at the cigarette case in his hand curiously with a raised eyebrow, "What kind of cigarette are you, why have I never seen it?" ”
"Uhhahahaha"
Zheng Jirong smiled and put the Liqun in his hand back into his pocket, and then took the lighter and lit it for the charter wife himself, "The specialty cigarettes of my hometown have not been sold on a large scale now, how do you taste it." ”
After the charter lady took a sip slowly, she said casually: "The rent, water and electricity are added together, count you as one hundred yuan a month, and pay one out of ten." ”
100 yuan a month remand 10 pay 1?
Zheng Jirong almost couldn't hold back his punch when he heard this, and when he just went upstairs, he saw a rental notice posted on the stairs, including electric lights and running water facilities, with a monthly rent of five yuan, and he didn't mention the deposit or anything.
It has directly multiplied more than tenfold to him.
Does he look like a fat sheep like that?
"That's right", the charter wife slowly exhaled a puff of smoke and continued: "I pressed my husband enough last night, and his injuries that he raised overnight have not yet recovered, and the cost of soup and medicine is five hundred yuan." ”
"Yes."
Zheng Jirong nodded happily this time, speaking of which, if it weren't for the charter man last night, maybe he would still be lying on the straw mat because of the back of his head.
He then smiled and stretched out his hand and said, "I'm going to go out later, pawn something, and come back to pay later, okay?" ”
"When something?"
The charter lady looked him up and down and asked, "You kid won't be out of money to pay the rent, will you?" ”
"Hahaha, don't worry, I'm just afraid that you won't be able to find it."
"Hehe, I don't care if you believe it or not, but no one here in the walled city has ever dared to default on my rent."
I believe it! Of course I did! ”
on the streets.
Different from Zheng Jirong's expectations, Shanghai Tang in this time and space is not only not as backward and dilapidated as he thought, but very prosperous and fashionable.
On both sides of the road, there are a variety of shops with traditional Chinese buildings, and the lintels are hung with gold-lettered signboards, selling everything from silk and tea to antiques and jade.
More shops are Western-style buildings, with fashionable dresses, delicate cosmetics and trendy accessories displayed in the windows, attracting the attention of many passers-by.
There is an endless stream of pedestrians on the road, and from time to time there are rickshaws and cars shuttling through the crowd, and the shouts of the drivers and the honking of cars add a bit of excitement and hustle to the street.
Stopping a rickshaw casually, Zheng Jirong told the coachman to take him to the nearest pawn shop, and then sat leisurely in the car and watched the surrounding scenery with Erlang's legs crossed.
It is worth mentioning that the road was not as bumpy as he thought, I don't know if it was because of the smooth road or the driver's superb pulling skills, the ordinary rickshaw actually gave him a feeling of riding a car.
Ten minutes later, the rickshaw stopped in front of a shop.
Looking at the shop sign in front of him, Zheng Jirong shook his head helplessly and said, "Master, did you hear me wrong, I'm talking about a pawnshop, not a rice shop." ”
"Sir doesn't know," explained the coachman, wiping the sweat from his face with a towel hanging from his neck, "This shop is not only a rice shop, but also a pawnshop. ”
"The rice shop is still a pawnshop business?" Zheng Jirong was surprised.
"Yes, almost all the rice shops in Shanghai today are also in the small mortgage business."
Zheng Jirong asked a few more words, and finally figured it out.
The so-called small charge is a pawnshop that has no trade name, no signboard, and is secretly open.
This kind of small pawnshop can be used as more money, but the interest rate is very high, suitable for death, if you want to redeem it in the future, it is best to go to a regular pawnshop.
After thanking the coachman, Zheng Jirong asked him to wait for him at the door, and then went to this rice shop first.
"Do you want to buy rice?" The guy asked enthusiastically.
Zheng Jirong looked around and said, "When something." ”
As soon as these words came out, an old gentleman in a long robe walked out and said in a low voice: "Sir, please." ”
Since it is a pawnshop, there is naturally no need to take out the gold bricks or anything, but fortunately, in addition to the gold brick banknotes and guns and ammunition, he also put a lot of valuable things in his pocket.
As the old gentleman walked into the store, he took out a watch directly from his pocket.
"Swiss handmade mechanical watch, the hands inside are all gold, and the indexes are also set with diamonds, you can estimate the price."
"Hey, this foreign watch is rare", the old gentleman immediately carefully held the watch with both hands when he heard this, and observed it carefully.
To be honest, he doesn't have a bottom himself.
After all, almost all of the things he used to do were old-fashioned objects, and it was the first time he had seen high-end things like foreign watches.
Through the magnifying glass in his hand, he saw that the strap was white and shiny, reflecting a charming brilliance, it seemed to be made of stainless steel, and the bells and whistles on the dial were far more exquisite than the now popular pocket watches.
But even if it is fake, this kind of Western goods must be very valuable, the old man stroked his beard, raised his eyelids and stretched out two fingers: "Twenty oceans." ”
"What?!"
Hearing this, Zheng Jirong slapped the table, frowned and said in a deep voice: "You old man is trying to trick me?" ”
He snatched it back, pointed to it and said, "I bought it in London, and it cost five hundred pounds!" ”
Hiss.
The old man instantly gasped, five hundred pounds is almost more than four thousand silver dollars, so much money can buy a western-style building on Xiafei Road!
However, he was really not sure whether this thing was real or fake, so he had to say: "Forgive me for being clumsy, this kind of valuables, Mr. should find those big shops." ”
"How much can you give?" Zheng Jirong asked.
Seeing that Zheng Jirong was not only wearing a decent Mao suit, but also not like a liar, the old man gritted his teeth after thinking about it and said, "At most, fifty oceans." ”
Yes, if he really buys it at fifty oceans, then he will really become a fat sheep.
After all, the business still failed to succeed, and when he walked out of the pawnshop, Zheng Jirong asked the coachman to take him to the largest pawnshops in Shanghai.
As a result, several companies were asked, and the highest price was only given 1,000 silver dollars.
At this time, it was noon, and Zheng Jirong, who had always eaten a lot of food, was already hungry, and he finally chose to work in one of them, with a period of 100 days, three points of interest, when 1,000 silver dollars but only 970 yuan - was deducted a month's interest.
If Zheng Jirong does not come back to redeem the watch after a hundred days, then the watch will belong to the pawnshop.
Speaking of which, Zheng Jirong had a hunch that he wouldn't be able to stay in this time and space for too long, but the minimum period of the pawnshop's rules was one hundred days, so he could only suffer a loss.
Nine hundred of the coins were in cash, and the other seventy were silver dollars in bags, with Yuan Datou printed on the front and the words "One Yuan" on the back.
Among them, there are also some copper dollars that he deliberately opened, yellow and clear, printed with the words "Dang Shiwen", a bit like the five-cent coins of later generations, but larger.
In front of the rickshaw,
"Go to the nearest restaurant", Zheng Jirong said and casually flicked an ocean into the driver's hand, "Give you the car money." ”
After he hurriedly caught it, his eyes widened in astonishment and said, "This. That's too much! ”
"If you give it to you, you will take it", Zheng Jirong said with a smile: "Master, you have pulled me all morning, and you have worked hard." ”
The coachman smiled embarrassedly, and without further refusal, he put the ocean in his mouth, bit it, and happily put it into the compartment pocket in his arms.
"Sir, don't call me master, just call me Xiangzi."
"I'm not afraid to laugh when I say it, my family of six people rely on me to make money by pulling a car outside, and every day not only earn less than half of it, but also take out the car money to pay the car dealership, and the family has not been able to open the pot for a few days, thank you! Thank you sir! I bow to you! ”
Shoko?
Looking at the coachman who was bending down to thank him, Zheng Jirong touched his chin with a strange look, it should be the same name, after all, the Xiangzi family he knew didn't have so many people.
Seeing the ruddy appearance of the coachman's eyes, Zheng Jirong had mixed feelings in his heart, and raised his hand to pat Xiangzi's shoulder encouragingly.
On the road.
Xiangzi, who was only looking down to pull the cart before, didn't know if it was because he received an ocean, and the words became more.
"To say that Shanghai is now on the beach, it is really getting more and more chaotic day by day, Xu Wenqiang and Xu Tycoon were just assassinated a few days ago, and the boss of the crocodile gang was also hacked to death with an ax at the door of the police station last night, alas, the collusion of officials and bandits, this world is really getting more and more difficult."
Zheng Jirong couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and said: "I saw it in the newspaper before, it seems that the person who killed Xu Wenqiang was a gang leader named Lei Laohu. ”
"Sir, you don't know, what the newspaper says is false, in fact, there is someone else who sent someone to assassinate Xu Wenqiang"
Speaking of this, Xiangzi glanced around, and after seeing that no one noticed here, he slowed down and turned around and whispered, "It's Zhang Wanlin." ”
"Zhang Wanlin"
Zheng Jirong's eyes narrowed slightly when he heard this, how could he never hear this name.
"Shoko. You seem to know a lot of things. ”
"Hahaha, we pull the cart and run around outside all day long, and we see more people, so we hear more new things."
Xiangzi picked up a towel and wiped his sweat, and then sighed: "The current Shanghai beach is almost all these so-called Qinggang Hongmen elder associations, and there are gangs everywhere, and the life of the common people is getting more and more difficult. ”
"Now I just hope to save a little more money and buy my own rickshaw."
Hearing his words, Zheng Jirong asked curiously: "Xiangzi, how much money have you saved to buy a car?" ”
"Hey, it costs more than 100 to buy a good car, look at me, I don't dare to spend any spare money."
"Take your time, rely on your strength to make money to be practical, work hard, and life will get sweeter and sweeter."
"I hope so!"
A few minutes later.
The rickshaw stopped at the door of a restaurant, Xiangzi put down the handlebars, wiped his sweat and introduced: "This is a newly opened northern restaurant in Shanghai, mainly cooking roast duck and northern dishes, sir, if you don't like to eat, I will take you to the next one." ”
"Fujude"
Zheng Jirong looked at the three big characters on the plaque, nodded and said, "Okay, that's it, I've worked hard for you." ”
"Sir is polite, then I'll go first."
After saying that, Shoko lifted the handlebar and was about to leave, when a sentence came from behind him, "Wait a minute." ”
He turned his head to look, Zheng Jirong flicked another silver dollar, "Although you want to save money to buy a car, don't treat the old and young at home, remember to buy some gifts and go home at night." ”
“.”
In the restaurant, as soon as Zheng Jirong entered the door, a guy greeted him, "How many gentlemen?" ”
"One."
"Okay, please come inside."
On the table next to the fence on the second floor, Zheng Jirong sat on the Taishi chair with a golden knife, and after flipping through the menu, he knocked on the table and said: "A duck, write first and then roast, four cold dishes to drink, four hot dishes to eat, and a bottle of brandy." ”
"Okay!"
"Wait, come me again"
Jingle bells
At this moment, there was a loud shouting and scolding from downstairs, Zheng Jirong looked down through the railing, and his eyes inadvertently caught a delicate figure
Holy, so pretty?!!!
(End of chapter)
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