Chapter 5 Everywhere-5

I stayed in a small private hotel for three days, and when my comrade came back from a business trip, there was no news from him.They were on the border of Jiangsu, in an unnamed market, next to a dirty river, which came from nowhere.There are mostly carpentry workshops on the street, and the facades of single rooms are one by one.Stretch your head in, and you can see that the inside is infinitely deep and long, like a corridor, filled with black holes and huge furniture blanks—a kind of bright red material, made into an antique style.The end of the passage was lit up again, because it led to the back yard, where the carpenters were working.The one in the backyard parked their car, which was the place the hotel owner had found. The king told him that the car broke down and he needed someone to fix it.The boss didn't look into it carefully, and immediately went to negotiate, and then led their people to stop.At the end of the street, there is a cold-rolling factory. The machines are roaring day and night. The cooling water is pumped directly from the river and returned directly to the river. The pollution of this river is all because of it.Some migrant workers from other places were employed in the factory, so it didn't seem out of the ordinary that these four foreigners wandered among them.But they still seldom go out, and most of the time they spend playing poker in the room on the second floor of the old wooden building.This two-story building has an unknown history. The cedar walls were soaked by the river water and moisture into a rotten dark black.The tiles were also broken, and various types of grass grew out of the gaps, and a wild cat scratched and scratched the tiles.From the outside, it seemed that this small and decayed building could not accommodate four vigorous youths, and the weight alone was enough to crush it.However, it happened to be installed!You see, the ancient style, Ming and Qing style, the wooden windows are propped up, sticking out your head, spitting into the river below.Take the time to look clearly and count, there are exactly four people inside, surrounding a square table.The broken plank wall seemed to swell.The few willow trees by the river have lost their leaves, and their naked branches hang down, drawing faint shadows on the gray river surface.When the new wind blows, the river water moves with shadows, a bit like the film formed on the top of cold porridge.There is half a room in the front living room downstairs, which is a barber shop, and the customers who patronize are all old people with shaved heads.The barber was shaving his razor back and forth on the shaving cloth, and the sound was heard upstairs, and the people upstairs laughed, saying that it was "sharpening the knife to the pigs and sheep".Thinking that the old man under the knife became a pig and sheep, he laughed again.They are all young and in good spirits, and they feel that there are many funny things in the world.They laughed at the filth and stench of the river, the broken boat lying down by the river, and the stone bridge on the river—a horizontal stone slab across the river in three steps.The older and more experienced among them said, "Sharpening the knife to the pigs and sheep" is also his quip.

The king was very interested. He invented a new poker game. He still competed for the upper hand, and the rules remained the same.It seems very simple to say, but once it is fought, it is all messed up.For example, it was originally planned to play a card, but now no one is willing to play it, even if it is a small two, no one dares to take it.After one lap, only the second son of the dealer is still on the stage, so how can the fight continue?Therefore, the rules were revised, everyone must play a card, and if he can't play a card, he will start the next round.The problem of playing cards was solved, and everyone became very stingy, only willing to play cards one by one, and refused to play pairs, let alone three with two, four with one, one dragon, sister flower, Shengsheng disassembled a whole deck of cards into pieces.Therefore, the game was very slow and boring, and it was impossible to finish a game for a long time, as if they were collectively sabotaging work.But Da Wang Fei forced him to hit down and wouldn't let him stop.Finally, someone dozed off, bumped his head on the table, and a red bag appeared, and everyone laughed.The king held back his laughter and told a story.It is about a farm in a foreign country. In order to decide whether to inherit the right to the eldest or the second, the farmer came up with a strange contest, that is, let the two brothers race horses, but not faster, but slower.So, the two brothers all stood still, unable to make a decision, just as if the father wanted to revoke the right of inheritance, and no one would give it to him. At the critical moment, the two brothers got off the horse, discussed in a low voice, and then got back on the horse, raising the whip and slapping the saddle. , Flying forward.Your Majesty asked everyone to guess what the two of them were discussing, and why did they rush so fast?The three looked at each other for a while, and the king said the answer: the two brothers changed horses.First he was stunned, and then he burst into admiration.The king chopped all the cards, re-dealed the cards, and announced the second way of playing.Still competing for the top spot, but it's not the big cards over the small ones, but the small ones over the big ones.This is not too outrageous, as long as you have patience and brains, but the problem is, the king said to count the seconds, and each player should not play cards for more than three seconds, and the difficulty will increase.The king said, this is to train their thinking ability to switch between positive and negative, and - the king said, there is a truth hidden in it, what is the reason?It is the relationship between big and small.Big is small, and small is big.This time they couldn't quite understand, the king smiled tolerantly and said, this truth may be too deep for you, but I will try my best to explain it.He picks out the same suit and squares from the cards, and arranges them in order-A, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, getting bigger and bigger, isn't it?Continue to go up, 10!He pointed to the word "10" on the card—did you see that, in the single digit range, "9" suddenly became "0", who is bigger between "9" and "0"?You will say that it is because of the carry to the tens digit, but the tens digit is only a "1"? Who is bigger between "1" and "9"?Continue to go up, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19—the largest number "9" is finally reached, but it can be increased by one space, and it becomes "0"—" 20"!Finally, the tens digit is increased to "9", and the ones digit is also increased to "9". However, please note that, in the blink of an eye, the old hen becomes a duck, and "99" becomes "0" plus "0"— —100.Maodou asked: Isn't one hundred greater than ninety-nine?The king was very happy to be asked a question. He looked at Maodou lovingly and said: That's right, this is only one aspect; on the other hand, it's still the same question, who is bigger between "nine" and "zero"? "Nine" and "One" who is bigger?Now, even the edamame is fine.The king is like a magician, the king is a magician, changing commonplace things into a new look.

Besides, the king put the cards together again, in fact, it is still a name after all!Why can't we say "one" is "nine", "two" is "eight", "three" is "seven", "four" is "six", "five" is "four", "four" is " Three", "three" is "two", "two" is "one"?Who stipulated this?The king's voice softened, and his mood seemed a little gloomy.Having said that, I can't continue playing cards.Fortunately, the owner of the noodle shop next door brought them four bowls of bacon noodles, put down the poker and eat the noodles.

The street is very lonely in the afternoon, the sun is a little warmer, but still pale.In the silence, the sound of planing and sawing is very clear, and the fragrance of sawdust is also very clear, which almost overwhelms the fishy smell of the river.There are a few chickens pacing on the flagstone road, their sallow chicken paws are very hard, and there are bamboo leaf-shaped footprints carved in several places.The cat is dozing on the threshold, and the sparrows are jumping and pecking in the sun.Maodou wandered the streets alone, and they already had some trust in him, or rather certainty, so he had some freedom.At this time, the king went out to find news about his comrades-in-arms, the second and third kings were taking a nap, and Maodou went downstairs by himself.Through the open door along the street, you can see the dining table, leftover vegetable bowls on the dining table, children's walkers on the ground, and rapeseed drying in front of the door.Some of the doors were locked, and the numbers on the water and electricity meters were written on the doors.These messy odds and ends gave the dilapidated small street a little bit of warmth.There are several sections of whitewashed walls with words "suspended ceiling", "water air conditioner" and "ice coffin" written in large ink pens. Maodou was puzzled by the latter and was just guessing that a woman walked out of a wooden door next to her. .Because he saw a new face, he stared at Maodou a few times.Maodou seized the opportunity to ask, what is an "ice coffin"?The woman explained that in hot weather, when a person dies, they can be kept in the freezer. The ice coffin means the freezer... Maodou was a little distracted. He didn't listen to the woman's explanation, but his ears were full of tears. A woman's voice.What is this sound?The woman spoke Suzhou dialect.where is this place?Maodou's body tensed up, and her heart beat faster.They drove for so long, driving by day and night, could it be that they were only in Suzhou, which is close to Shanghai?Maodou has never traveled far. Before driving a taxi, he was even unfamiliar with downtown Shanghai.He has limited knowledge, he thought he had gone to the ends of the earth.He is familiar with the woman's accent, because they all like to listen to Suzhou Pingtan.TV, radio, and some teahouses have also invited storytellers to open bookstores.Maodou asked again: Auntie, what is this place?The woman was a little puzzled, and asked back: Where are you from?When Maodou was about to say something, his mind turned—it was because the situation was different, and Maodou became alert.Maodou turned his head, and instead of answering the woman directly, he asked again: How far is it from Suzhou?The woman said: This is Suzhou, does Mudu know?It's only two yuan to CMB from Mudu, and Mudu is very fun!The woman decided that it was a tourist, and then asked: Where did you come from?Came here by car?Maodou felt that he had talked too much with this woman, so he didn't dare to strike up a conversation any more, so he left vaguely.But the woman's words were in his ears, as if reminding him of something, that is: "Did you come by car?" Yes, Maodou said in his heart, he came by car. There is a car, where is the car?That day, the car was parked by the second king. I don't believe Han Yanlai couldn't find such a big place! The three words "Han Yanlai" jumped out at this time, and he just realized that it had already been separated from the name.He hurried down the street, his hands clenched into fists in the pockets of his ski jacket.He looked in from the door of the carpentry shop, his eyes passed through the deep corridor squeezed by furniture blanks, and he saw the light at the end, and the sound of sawing was coming from there.The golden shavings and sawdust flying in the sun add bright colors to the gloomy winter streets.He found that the yard behind the shop was probably the only place to park on this pig-tail-long street.He squeezed through the cracked alleyway. Because of the shade, the floor of the alleyway was frosted and not dry, and the soles of his shoes were muddy.Han Yanlai felt hot all over, and could barely wear the ski jacket, so she unbuttoned it, opened her arms, and opened the two skirts like wings.Han Yanlai suddenly understood that he was planning to escape!

Instead, he calmed down, and his heartbeat also calmed down, but hot sweat was streaming down his back.He went to the back street, which was wider than the front street.The backyard faces several vegetable fields, and several houses are separated by some open spaces.There is a septic tank on the open space, or corn stalks and sesame stalks are piled up.In the backyard, where there was a large canvas shed and there was the sound of sawing and planing, it was a wood shop, so Han Yanlai followed it to have a look.The gate of the courtyard was mostly open, and some work was carried out from the courtyard to the outside. The carpenters were busy drawing lines and making joints, and did not notice Han Yanlai.Han Yanlai stepped on the tender red shavings, the soles of her feet were soft, and she felt a little like riding on clouds.He heard someone ask him: Little boss, which one are you looking for?He didn't know whether he answered or not. In the figure of the busy carpenter in front of him, he suddenly seemed to see an acquaintance, that is, the uncle Haimen who wanted to take him as an apprentice.Han Yanlai thought of his family and couldn't help but burst into tears.He walked around in the yard, and he must have hindered others from doing their work. He was hit by a board on his back, and was pushed against the wall.The yard is also long and narrow, just like the front pavement, except for the wooden work, it seems that there is no room for a car.Han Yanlai gradually calmed down. He stood in the open space outside the backyard. A sparse short fence was erected on the open space, and some vines hung on it in a mess.The sun is hotter than before, and the field of vision is much brighter.Like a person who has just come from a dark place to a bright place, Han Yanlai has some halos in front of his eyes.Suddenly, there was a commotion in the front shop, and the carpenters in the backyard also left their work and went forward.He turned around and followed in, the furniture pieces in the shop were all out of place, jammed in the center of the shop, blocking the corridor.But if you look closely, they are in order, and they are moving outwards in a staggered manner. It turns out that a cargo ship is coming.The porter used the hemp rope to thread the bottom of the pocket twice, then stretched it across the waist, made a loose buckle, inserted it into the pole, and left the ground with a "hey".They chanted the chant one after the other, passing through the stone streets and alleys, and came to the river.A steamship was parked by the river, almost occupying more than half of the river.I thought it was a stagnant water, but at this moment, there was some steaming.Adults and children also walked out of the doors of the ruined houses, standing on both sides of the river and on the bridge.Han Yanlai unknowingly followed to the river, watching the porter bend and bend the gangway, and wooden utensils boarded the boat one by one.When I turned around, I saw that the window facing the river was also pushed open, and faces stretched out, including the second king and the third king.At this time, they met each other one after another, as if they didn't know each other, and they felt infinitely strange to each other.Han Yanlai thought to herself, what relationship does she have with them?

When the wooden utensils were put on the boat, the boat became a little turbulent after being weighed down, and the splashing of the water on the shore could be heard.The river, which was in no corner at first, is now connected to the big world outside.The sun shone brightly, shining on the child's rosy, chubby cheeks, with tiny cuts on them.The gold ring on the woman's cracked finger also dangled.Hot sweat came out of the porters' foreheads. After taking off their cotton clothes, sweat came out again from under their cotton sweaters.The furniture blanks are on the boat, and the tender red wood is extraordinarily delicate in the bright place, a bit like ceramics.It turned out that this was mahogany, the color of mahogany before painting.The gangway was pulled away and the motor started, loud enough to overwhelm everything.Adults talk and children cry, they can't hear them all, only their mouths move and their crying faces are seen.The boat drove forward tens of meters, turned around miraculously at a slightly wider bend of the river, and miraculously passed through the bridge hole of the stone bridge.When it got to the side of the bridge hole, it suddenly became smaller and faster, and disappeared after a while, leaving behind some motor sounds.Han Yanlai walked a few steps along with the boat, and seeing the boat sailing away, he felt a sense of loss, as if the world that had just been opened was closed again at this moment, and he lived alone again.Han Yanlai thought of his car again, he turned around hastily, and went to the woodware shop to continue looking for his car.At this moment, he saw next to a back door, just downstairs of the hotel where they lived, the barber was meeting a man, and the man turned his head and smiled at Yan Lai.Yan Lai felt both familiar and unfamiliar, and was stunned for a moment before he realized that it was the Great King.The king's face under the sunlight was exceptionally clear.It was the first time for Yan Lai to see the king's face so clearly.The top light casts a few shadows on his face, emphasizing the three-dimensional effect of the face shape.This is a good-looking man, and he is full of self-confidence.

This evening, they set out again.Maodou followed the king to drive, and the car was indeed in the backyard of the carpentry shop.Maodou once came in to look for it, but couldn't find it.It turned out that it was at the base of the wall, covered with an oilcloth. This backyard is actually wider than it looks.The car came out from the courtyard gate at the back, shaking on the uneven ground, waiting for the second and third kings at the intersection, and got into the car quietly.As night fell, the small street sank into silence again.Before the stars and the moon rose, the sky was extremely dark.The headlights "swipe" to split the road, swept across the corner brutally, and went out.In the countryside where we rested early, even the chickens and dogs were asleep, but in fact it was only about eight o'clock.Affected by the environment, the people in the car were silent, and the atmosphere became heavy.The car walked on the road for a while, got on the highway, the street lights were shining, and the vehicles "swished" past, as if the world had opened up in the chaos, and my heart was relieved.They became active, their throats were itchy, and they were about to sing again.This time, even Maodou sang along.They are both young people, live in the same era, and share a common future. Their differences are only temporary and they will eventually come together.This time they sang "The Sound of the Waves Is Still".This is also Maodou's favorite song, but he is a shy person, and he is never embarrassed to sing.Now, with these happy young people, he actually let go.What's more, he found that he sang well, and there were a few places where he was almost out of tune, but was pulled back by his companions. "The Sound of the Waves Are Still" was sung twice, and the king instructed Maodou to turn the car into a narrow road, and along the narrow road, turn into a compound with an open door, where three or five cars were parked.Maodou stopped the car, and the four of them came down in a file, and went out of the hospital. Looking back, there happened to be a street lamp shining on the wall of the courtyard, and the words "People's Hospital" were written on the wall.It is said to be a "people's hospital", but it is just a deserted open space, waiting for some use.At this time, they discovered that behind a row of willow trees on the other side of the narrow road, there was a neat wide ditch, and on the other side of the ditch was a row of courtyards. Although it was also quiet, it was not so lonely.Sometimes, a courtyard door will be pushed open, revealing the light, and people will walk out, and their footsteps will hit the stone road crisply, and the air in the quiet night will be stirred.But they fell silent instead. The peaceful life hidden in these courtyards always seemed to scare them.In the darkness, the four of them lowered their heads and walked quickly through the straight alley, then crossed one or two stone bridges, and came to a long street running from east to west.This long street has obviously been recently repaired. Under the lighting of the street lamps, the paint on the floors is fresh and shiny.Because it imitates the style of Ming and Qing Dynasties, it is all made of wooden lattice carved doors and window lattices, the roof is black tiles and eaves, the gables are powdered white, there are horizontal plaques with the name on the lintel, and couplets are written on the columns with green paint. .For a while, it seemed that they were not people in reality, but ancient people, and they were ancient people in TV dramas, and they were all a little ecstatic.They giggled dumbly and looked around.In the thin light of the street lamps, people were coming and going, and their accents were different from the north, so they didn't know where they were.His Majesty had obviously come to make samples during the day, and he walked them around to the back of a rather ancient Chinese medicine shop, so he saw the rough cement prefabricated board building, and an iron ladder directly led to the second floor under the open sky. building.Going up to the second floor, there is a sign of the elderly tea room in the foyer.At this time, there was a colorful lantern spinning inside the door, colorful and changing lights, and there were ghostly figures inside, followed by deafening music movements.The king took them to sit down at an empty table and ordered tea and drinks.They wanted to say something, but they could only see each other's mouth moving, and they both thought it was funny.Now, they are back in the modern life, and they are having a good time.But they are all cultivated young people. Although they are happy in their hearts, they are not very enthusiastic, even cold.They each sat reservedly, drinking tea and smoking.When the third king borrowed fire from Maodou, he whispered in his ear: The king's comrade-in-arms is here.Said it was a whisper, but in fact it almost broke my throat.

A chair was added to the table for one person to sit on.The lights are switching to rapid alternations of light and dark, flashing on and off.It seems that people and objects are constantly flipping the negatives from the photos and flipping the photos from the negatives.It's like a freeze-frame shot in a movie, so people's movements are no longer continuous, but going down frame by frame, and the effect is very strange.The newcomer, just like that, turns into a photograph for a while, and a negative for a while.One freeze frame is shaking hands with the king, one freeze frame is lighting a fire for the king, another freeze frame is pointing at the king, and the next one is laughing with the king.Another one is shaking hands, catching fire, pointing at each other, and raising their necks together.When connected, it should be a scene of good conversation.After this burst of intense light operation, it returned to the rotation of colored lights, and the scene was slightly calmer. The sweater on the newcomer turned red for a while, green for a while, and yellow for a while.Seeing others like this, how about yourself?I just felt a mottled hand wipe over and over my face.This is the world of young people, and they need strong sensory nerves and hearts to withstand such stimulation and blows.There were obviously more people than before, and there were no more vacant tables. Those who did not occupy a table stood leaning against the wall or sat on the windowsill.The dance floor--the so-called dance floor is just an open space surrounded by tables, and the dance floor is crowded with people.Unexpectedly, just ten minutes drive away from that quiet side street, there will be nightlife.Maodou thought of Christmas Eve, but today, it turned out to be New Year's Eve in the new calendar year!Maodou was a little sad, but strangely, the sadness was not that kind of pain, but a little bit of excitement, which also inspired the current atmosphere.He thought of that Christmas Eve so sourly and sweetly, like a man who is not bad at being homesick.The second and third kings couldn't bear it and squeezed onto the dance floor, as if they were drowning, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.The king and his comrades were sitting and smoking, the ballroom was already filled with smoke, and when the light hit it, people's faces moved.Erwang broke free from the dance floor and pulled Maodou over.When Maodou was dragged to the dance floor, he felt that people were all jumping around, and the second and third kings were also jumping while supporting him.Shy as hell, but couldn't help it, just laughed.He laughed so hard that he was about to fall down, but the two kings and the three kings didn't let go, one of them hugged his ribs, the other held his ankle, lifted him up, and swayed from side to side.How could Maodou be so crazy?He has always been a quiet child, speaking and acting without presumptuousness.But, he is a boy after all!Healthy, energetic, and actually quite enthusiastic inside.At this time, he couldn't stop laughing, and he was paralyzed. He was manipulated by them, and he took advantage of the lack of energy to recuperate. But when they let him go to the ground, he immediately started to scramble left and right in the crowd, and finally got free and stood on the ground. outside the dance floor.Almost at the same time, regret arose in his heart, and he envied everyone dancing there.He was too embarrassed to squeeze in again, so he could only go back to his desk.However, he couldn't find his own table, because the king and his comrades were gone.

Maodou was a little flustered, and looked for one table after another. At that time, there were more empty tables, because they all ran to dance.The dance floor also expanded by itself, crowding the surrounding tables.Maodou stood blankly among the crowded tables, unable to decide whether to go back to dance on the dance floor or sit down at a random table.He was at a loss when he was patted on the shoulder, and when he looked back, it was the king.He was so happy that he didn't realize that he actually missed another chance to escape.However, how could he be blamed for not thinking that on such a happy New Year's Eve, spending the night with such happy partners, how could he think of such a dangerous thing as "running away".Seeing the king, Maodou felt relieved.The king found their table easily, and there were still unfinished drinks on the table.They sat down, although they couldn't hear each other's words, but there was a feeling of kindness.On the large TV screen hanging above the head, live broadcasts of New Year's greetings from all over the world: Sydney, Toronto, Paris, New York, Hong Kong, Shanghai, it is almost twelve o'clock.The music in the dance hall gradually stopped, the lights also rotated slowly, and the TV began to count down the seconds: nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one, and then the Dang Dang bell—not waiting for ten After the second ring, there was already a roar of joy inside and outside the TV.The music continued to play loudly, and the colored lights also accelerated the speed.But after all, the climax is over, and the atmosphere is going down one by one, which means that people's hearts are waning.The people on the dance floor were deserted, and some cleaning staff even came to collect the empty drink bottles on the table.The second king and the third king also came back, and the king made a "go" gesture.

The hustle and bustle dissipated in the foyer, and outside the building was the sleeping town, and the sound of them stepping down the iron ladder was harsh.After the carnival, the heart could not help but calm down.After walking silently with the king for a while, the people who followed couldn't help saying: The car is parked there!Because the king is clearly going in the opposite direction.The king didn't answer, but still walked forward, and when he reached the end of the long street, the houses dwarfed, and finally became flat ground, exposing the river.Walking more than ten meters along the river, concrete platforms appeared one by one on the side of the road, and there was a large shed behind the platforms, with the words "Farmer's Market" written on the top.The iron door was ajar, and one pushed it in.There are no lights on, but the skylight shines through the fiberglass roof, so you can vaguely see the general idea.There are also concrete platforms in the shed, one long strip and one long strip. At this time, the stalls have been closed, and the ground has been swept clean, but there are still fishy smells, chicken and duck feces, and rotten vegetables.The king picked a table in the corner, and there was a broken chair beside the table. He sat down with his legs resting on the table, and tightened his military coat, which seemed to be the posture for overnight stay.The second king and the third king understood very well, and followed to make a nest for themselves.One found a few baskets, stacked them in a pile, took off the cotton-padded jacket and stuffed them inside to make a comfortable sofa.The other is to collect broken cardboard boxes, take them apart and put them on the concrete platform, then spread them with snakeskin bags, and invite Maodou to sleep together.After all, Maodou is not used to it, and is only willing to sit on the "bunk".After busying for a while, finally settled down, the king told everyone that when they were dancing just now, he and his comrades went to see the car, but unfortunately, the parking place was locked, the car was not seen, and the business was not closed.Now, the comrades-in-arms are leaving first, and I will ask them to meet in Wujin tomorrow.After all, the king looked at Maodou apologetically: Originally, he wanted Maodou to go home for the New Year.Maodou couldn't help but feel a little ashamed, the king clearly remembered their contract, but he had an evil intention and thought about leaving privately.So he lowered his head and murmured: I don't care.The king just laughed.

I had just passed the extremely exciting happy time, and after midnight, I was excited and didn't feel sleepy.Each of them opened their eyes in the dark for a while, and then started talking again.The king gave everyone a composition topic called "Remember an Unforgettable Person", not with notes, but with your mouth.Who starts?Just use "scissors, rock, paper" to decide.Divide into two groups first, and then the winner will face the winner, and the loser will face the loser. In a short time, there will be the championship, second place, season, and the last place, and the last place will start.Therefore, the first lecture was given by the Three Kings.The three kings pondered for a while, and began to talk about "an unforgettable person". Speaking from the beginning, everything starts from the Bengbu Railway Station, where he is engaged in the business of reselling train tickets.In fact, this is also a way to invigorate the economy.What is a market economy?It means that there is supply and demand, or that there is demand and supply.The audience may ask, isn't there a box office at the station?Isn't the box office just selling tickets?People who want to go out just go to the box office to buy it?Then I also have a question, you want to wear shoes, why not go directly to the shoe factory to buy them?Instead, shoe factories are required to make shoes, first to wholesale them to big dealers, then big dealers to small dealers, and small dealers to distribute them to retail outlets. Only then can you see your shoes.Looking back, how many people have been supported by a pair of shoes!This embodies the superiority of socialism. A bowl of rice needs everyone to eat, and everyone contributes to the fire! --it is good!The king said hello!Among these people, the Three Kings are his best students, who have grasped the spirit of his sophistry, and in the style of narration, there is a kind of folk storyteller's rustic charm.The king agrees with this, he doesn't want them to just copy him completely, but wants them to keep their own individuality. The Three Kings went on to say: Therefore, don't underestimate the business of reselling bus tickets.When the sky is long and short, there is no distinction between high and low.Ok, let's get down to business.The station is also a small society. In the ticket scalping industry alone, there are many sects, just like martial arts, each sect has its master.The head of ticket scalping is the person who approves tickets from the window and never shows up.I'm not afraid to listen to the jokes of the guests, I have stayed in the door for more than two years, and I have never seen the head of the door!Tickets are approved from the window, and then distributed down one layer at a time. The bottom layer cannot even touch the tickets, and is only responsible for finding buyers.When you find a buyer, you will go to the upline to get it, and hand it over to the upline and you're done.Online, there may not be a ticket, you have to go online to get it.The most grassroots, in fact, is also the front line, mostly composed of children and the elderly.The child is clever, seeing all directions with his eyes, listening to all directions, and can see at a glance who is looking for a ticket.As for the old man, he has experience. Doesn’t it mean that ginger is still old and spicy?Although the reaction was not quick, they could tell who was looking for a ticket in a hurry and who was looking for a ticket in a hurry.It is distinguished from luggage, clothing, and expression.This is called three hundred and sixty lines, and the number one scholar comes out of every line.Didn't I just say that ticket scalping is also divided into sects, the audience wants to ask, will there be competition?Like any industry, there will be development only if there is competition.However, competition must also abide by the rules and not fight indiscriminately.Therefore, it is an orderly competition - "orderly competition", this sentence is good!The king commented.Thank you—the three kings thanked like a singer, and continued.People outside the door can't see it. In their eyes, the station is the station, and the square is the square.The people inside the door looked over, the station is not a station, the square is not a square - what is it?Maodou couldn't help asking a question—it was a map, and the three kings answered.It's just a map, divided into pieces, the boundaries are very clear, and never cross the boundaries with each other, this is the territory of each door.There will often be talks between the bosses and the bosses, like the United Nations council.Everyone laughed.After laughing, the king said: "What about the unforgettable person"?This sentence reminded the three kings, and the three kings spoke up, and deviated from the theme-an unforgettable person. One year, near the National Day, the station began to crack down on ticket vendors, and the situation became difficult.The ground is full of defenders wearing yellow armbands. You can hardly move, and you will be targeted.Even if you do nothing but walk with your hands in your sleeves, the defense team will come over and bombard you like a chicken, and you will have no place to stand.I haven't found a business for a few days. As I said earlier, children like us—I was only twelve years old at the time, and I was specialized in contacting business—I didn't get started for a few days, and life was very difficult.Just to add, we get paid for what we do.The hardships of life are secondary, and the most important thing is to feel ashamed.We people have a strong sense of honor.On this day, I wandered around the square.I'm not looking for business, we all have rules and never cross the border, I just want to relax out of depression.Inadvertently, I found a man wearing thick woolen clothes, holding a cotton jacket in his hands, and his head was sweating.In Bengbu, it’s still not cold at the end of September!Therefore, I concluded that he came from the northeast and changed trains here temporarily, but failed to buy a ticket.This period is very difficult for both supply and demand.Because the tickets at the window have already come out, but the intermediate links are interrupted, they cannot be sent to the buyer's market in time.This person looked around, and I saw that he was an old wharf, and he knew how to go out when he was in trouble.The square has been cleared, the ticket vendors have gone underground, and the old and children who contacted the business have been blasted away.The square in this season is really depressed.He walked from north to south, and I, consciously or unconsciously, followed from north to south.The strange thing is that no one bombarded me, maybe thought I was his child!In fact, the joint defense team can already recognize us people, just waiting to grab the wrists, grab them one by one, and send them to the deportation station.However, at this time, no one recognized me, so I swaggered and followed the Northeast people, from north to south, across the entire square.As soon as I arrived at South Square, our boundary, I immediately chatted with people from the Northeast.Next, the Northeast people followed me.I took him to the entrance of the public toilet at the south end of the station, and handed him over to Aunt Liu who sold toilet paper—Aunt Liu was my upline. After I handed him over to Aunt Liu, I turned around and went back to the South Square.Just halfway there, a group of people came over and asked me to talk to them.I saw that it was the kids from the North Square who came to talk to me.I explained: I was doing business in the south.They still said: talk, talk about what you are afraid of!Take me away.On the way, I said to them: It is not easy for everyone.They didn't take my words, they just said: talk about it, talk about what you are afraid of!In this way, when I came to the bottom of the bridge hole, several people stood around me.I said one more sentence: We are all in the same boat, and before we finish speaking, our fists have sealed our eyes.At this moment, suddenly, it was like a magic soldier descending from the sky, only to hear a thunderbolt roar: "Stop!"A tall and burly figure appeared at the entrance of the bridge, obscuring the world in the cave.The people inside couldn't help being startled, and stopped their hands.The Heavenly Soldier shouted again: Who is it?How dare you break into Lao Tzu's cottage!It turns out that this bridge hole has an owner, and the owner of the bridge hole has returned.Then, there was another whistling sound above the head—whoosh, a flash of light, it was the weapon in the cave master's hand, an iron pipe.The people in the cave were in an uproar, rushed out of the bridge cave, and left me.At this moment, I was lying on the ground with an empty stomach, vomiting blood, and could no longer move.The cave master said: Stay here!So, I stayed for several years, and I am still with him. Needless to say, everyone knows that the Three Kings are referring to the Two Kings.Next, it was the second king who told about "an unforgettable person". I have worshiped a master, and what I have learned is lightness kung fu.师傅说：一招鲜，吃遍天，人一定要一技在身。所以，师傅怎么骂我打我，我都不怨，就为学艺。可没等师傅教得我出山，师傅就死了。这是一个难忘的人，不过我要说的，是另一个难忘的人。我没有跟师傅学出师，“飞檐走壁”，“蜻蜓点水”，还谈不上，但我会爬墙。我说的不是院墙的墙，院墙，我一抬腿就上去了，我说的是大楼的墙。无论是多少层，我都能徒手上去。但是，切莫以为爬墙只是腿脚的功夫，其实不然，还要看天时，主要就是看月亮。上半月时，月亮出来早，下半月时，月亮出来晚。上半夜，月亮从东往西照，下半夜时，月亮就到了西边，你就得避开月亮光。最忌的是月到中天，整座楼，整条街，整座城，就像汪在清水里似的，透亮。为什么是要看月亮，而不是看太阳呢？那是因为我们的营生是在夜里。除去看天时，还要实地勘察。城里的房子不像乡下，一律坐北朝南，城里可不是。你们不觉得吗？一进城就转向，东西南北都乱了。所以，城里人说路，不是说朝东，朝西，是说向左，向右。这就是其中的道理。就算是城里人说的朝南，实际上也不是正南，而是要偏一点。所以，看楼一定要看准。到时候，你以为你是背阴面，结果，月光就像探照灯，一下子把你照亮！你看好天时，再看好楼面，四周的环境也要打打样，然后就可以上墙了。说出来，不怕你们不信，有一次，一面楼的窗户全关死了，只有十六楼开了一扇气窗，你们知道我是怎么得手的？我上到十七楼，在空调外机上落脚，来个蝙蝠挂岩，倒悬身子，进了气窗——我可以证明，三王说。当时他在场，就在楼底望风，只见十七层的高空，一条黑影，悬空悠几下，进了墙缝，不见了。 在上海——二王说，“上海”这两个字似乎触动了每一个人，有一时的静止——上海，是个好地方，机会多。当然，难度也大。保安太多。小区里，保安骑着自行车巡逻，你就还要计算时间，计算保安多长时间巡逻一遍，你只能插空行事。可是，上海的楼高啊——二王的声音兴奋起来——晚上，你们知道，我们是夜行人，到了晚上，灯亮起来，数不清的灯格子。直高到雾里面。你看了，由不得就手痒痒，脚痒痒！我就为我的师傅叫屈，师傅没到过上海，没见过这样的高楼，师傅的武艺可惜了。我看到高楼就想上，要有哪一幢高楼看进了眼里，我无论如何也要上它一上。在上海时，我脖子都仰酸了，都是望楼望的。从底下一层一层数上去，先是数，后来只一搭眼，楼层数就出来了。我喜欢上海的楼。二王停顿一下，为平静激动的情绪。就是在上海，我遇到了又一个难忘的人。 这一天夜里，我上了一座楼，二十七层。我从厕所的窗进去，照我的经验，看得出这是写字间，因厕所里没什么杂碎物件。这一间厕所格外地大，照我的经验，是直通老板或者经理办公室的。员工的厕所，一般要分男女。果然推出去是一间大写字间。当中一张大班桌，沿墙一周沙发，很豪华的。不是吹牛，我见识过豪华，我不羡慕，我信我师傅的，“一招鲜，吃遍天”，可惜我不能孝敬师傅了。可是，我很快就又有了，一个难忘的人。我定了定神，就去摸抽屉。其实老板的写字间不会有大收成，不像居家，东西四处乱放。老板的财物都放在保险柜，我不会开锁，这是另一行。俗话说，隔行如隔山。我只能在抽屉里找找。有时候能找到一个金表，一个旧手机，一个镀金的名片夹，或者老板的钱包——钱包没什么用，因为老板都是用卡的。正在我摸抽屉的时候，忽然听见一声笑，我不由腿一软。不是怕，是惊！这时候，这样的地方，大门，二门，三门，层层防卫，除了我二王，还有谁进得来？窗户是那种茶色玻璃的，外面看不见里面，里面能看见外面，外面是万家灯火，映在玻璃窗上，稠得，稠得就像，一锅粥。上海的美景啊！只有像我们这样登高的夜行人才看得见。循了笑声望去，就见背着窗户上的灯光，单人沙发上坐了一个人，正对我点头，然后说道：英雄相逢！这个人就是大王。大王他是怎么进来的？二王想，难道也是一个练轻功的师傅吗？大王却说，他练的是“心功”。How to say?二王请教。大王就请他在另一张沙发上坐下，说：很简单，我是走进来的。二王又是一惊：走进来的？大王说：当然，我来得比较早，下班以前就来了。二王问：无人阻挡？大王反问：凭什么？人家能进，我为什么不能进？只要你心里认为你可以进，就无人阻挡。二王还是不能明白，还觉着挺委屈似的，他想，他这些年学的艺难道都是白费？他还替师傅委屈。大王看着他木呆的样子，又笑了，用了一个以二王的知识能够理解的比喻。比如，轻功为什么不登梯就能上墙？再有，穿墙术，不破一砖一瓦，人就到了墙那边，这是为什么？二王回答：这是得道了！right!大王喝了声彩，二王心里投进一线光亮。就这样，初次相逢，他们长谈了一夜。最后，二王决定拜大王为师，大王不受，说：谁知道谁是谁的师傅？但二王跟大王的心已定，无论大王到天涯海角，二王，还有三王，都永远相随。 现在，轮到毛豆了。毛豆将他的生平想了一遍，觉着阅历实在太平常，结果，他讲的“难忘的人”，是一同学开车的老大。想起老大，毛豆心里竟有些激动，他发现，那情形和今天挺相似。他们四个学员：老大，老二，老三，还有他，小阿弟；这里是：大王，二王，三王，他，毛豆。他总是排行最末。可是老大和大王是多么不一样啊！他眼前出现了老大白胖，略有些虚浮的脸庞，架着一副无框眼镜，笑起来，腮上会显出女人样的浅酒窝。他的手也是虚浮白胖，左手无名指上箍了个金戒指，也像女人。他走起路来，挺着上身，屁股向后坐，弯着腿，勤奋地交替双脚，像个大肚子女人。可是，这一切都不妨碍他的豪爽心肠。他尽管是个老板，可是，对毛豆很亲切呢！他教毛豆处世的道理，这些道理一句也记不得了，但他说话时热情的态度，却历历在目。毛豆对大王和老大的心情也不一样，前者是尊敬，后者却是喜爱。毛豆怀着一种温存，描述了老大这个“难忘的人”，但在结尾，他略微做了些修改，将老大没有考出驾照，改成他第一个获取成功，并赢得考官们一致的好评。 相比三王和二王的叙说，“老大”这个人物确是要平淡许多，但他却是个有趣的人。在毛豆讲述的过程中，有几处，人们都发出了笑声，最后还给予掌声鼓励。大王的评语是两个字——生动。毛豆发现，自己其实蛮可以的。在这个新历年的除夕夜，毛豆学习了两项功课，一是跳舞，二是讲故事，他就像换了一个人，连自己都不认识了。到此，听的和讲的都情绪亢奋，并无睡意，各人从自己的窝里出来，活动活动腰腿，小跑几圈，再回到原处，听最后一位，大王的讲述。大王讲的“一个难忘的人”，是他今夜会晤的战友。