Chapter 12 Chapter Three (2)

In 1968, in Beijing, a huge city, there were only two western restaurants open to the outside world. One was the restaurant of the Beijing Exhibition Hall, because the Beijing Exhibition Hall was built with the aid of the Soviet Union in the 1950s. It was called the Soviet Exhibition Hall at that time, and its affiliated restaurant was called Moscow restaurant, dealing in Russian-style western food.It was changed to the current name only after Sino-Soviet relations deteriorated, but people were used to calling it the old name, and couldn't change it for a while, so the game owners in Beijing simply called it "Lao Mo".Another western restaurant is Xinqiao Hotel in Chongwenmen, which serves French-style western food, but this French-style western food has been completely Chineseized.

These two western restaurants were frequented by gamers in the capital at that time.Among them, the dining environment of Xinqiao Hotel is relatively elegant. There are decorative oil paintings on the walls, and the content is not very radical. The tables are covered with snow-white tablecloths. A condiment container made of glass. The chairs are soft chairs with springs, and the cushions and backs of the chairs are covered with beige cloth covers.It's also important to note that the waitresses here are all young and none too ugly. Since Yuan Jun got a sum of money from selling ancient porcelain vases, he has been living a life of extravagance and debauchery. His speech is rougher than before, and he feels that he has seen all the mountains.His feeling was instigated by Zhong Yuemin, Zheng Tong and others. Everyone hoped that Yuan Jun would maintain this feeling of a rich man until the money was spent.So when everyone saw Yuan Jun, they flattered desperately, saying that Yuan Jun was a man who generously donated money, what is a player?The first is righteousness, spending a lot of money, and taking money as money.Zheng Tong said that what annoys him the most in his life is picking and shrinking. If he has a little money, he sews a pocket on his underpants and hides the money in his crotch. Is that a man?Yuan Jun is not a fool, of course he knows why his brothers are so polite to him all of a sudden, but whether it is true or not, it is better to flatter each other than to slander each other, not to mention that the money must be spent, otherwise they will forgive you?In short, whether they are flattering you or slandering you, the result is the same, it is better to take the initiative and gain a good reputation for donating money.

Zhong Yuemin, Yuan Jun, Zheng Tong, Er Maozi and others sat around the dining table of Xinqiao Restaurant and ordered dishes noisily, while the waitress in white overalls stood aside and prepared to memorize the names of the dishes. Zheng Tong asked: "Comrade, do you have stewed and boiled fire?" Everyone laughed badly. The waitress was stunned: "I'm sorry, this is a western restaurant, and it doesn't sell stewed and boiled dishes." Yuan Jun imitated the Shandong dialect and said: "Comrade, do you provide processing services here? I still have pancakes here. Can you cook them for me?"

The waitress stared at them angrily and said nothing. Yuan Jun said with a smile on his face: "Comrade, I won't let you serve for nothing. I will pay processing fees. All the big car shops in my area have materials processed. This comrade looks down on my country people." Zhong Yuemin calmed down and said: "Comrade, please ignore them. These are my relatives. They came from the countryside on donkeys. They have never seen the world. Please forgive me. I also bother them, but who doesn't have many poor relatives?" I'm not afraid of your jokes..." He pointed at Yuan Jun: "This is my cousin. He hasn't been here for several years. Guess what gift he brought to my house? Can't you guess it? Let me tell you, he brought a whole Pig head..."

Zheng Tong and others laughed out loud. Yuan Jun smiled and said: "Yuemin, you can run on me, my buddy won't eat this meal." He stood up and pretended to leave. " Zheng Tong and others swarmed up and pushed him down: "No price, who will pay the bill when you leave, isn't this clearly a threat to my brother?" Zhong Yuemin began to order seriously: "Stop talking, stop talking, order, the first dish, huh? Butter sauce round patties? How about this, each of these patties will be served at half a catty." Zheng Tong and others laughed again. The waitress was probably often harassed by gamers, she had a familiar expression: "This is a dish, not a meatloaf."

Zhong Yuemin pretended to be surprised: "Impossible, it is clearly written as a meatloaf, and it is still round." The waitress gave him a contemptuous look and turned away. Zhong Yuemin and his gang were even more proud, and laughed unscrupulously.Yuan Jun quickly packed a set of cutlery into his satchel, and then sat upright.Zhong Yuemin touched the cloth surface of the soft chair and praised: "This chair is not bad, it is quite comfortable to sit on. I just need a chair there." Zheng Tong said: "Just a few sets of tableware, you still miss the chair?" A middle-aged male waiter came over: "Several comrades, if there is any place where our service is not good enough, please give us your valuable advice."

Yuan Jun said nonchalantly, "No problem, it's just that the waitress just now was too careless and she missed a set of tableware." The waiter turned and went to get the cutlery. Zheng Tong scolded Yuan Jun in a low voice: "You are really a thief. Every time you come, you follow other people's things. Last time, you took all the cards on the table." "My buddy likes Xinqiao and wants to keep some souvenirs, what's the matter?" The dishes on the table were already full, Zhong Yuemin and the others began to scramble and gobble it up. Zhong Yuemin's mouth was full of food, and he asked inarticulately, "Yuan Jun, if we eat like this, how many meals do we still have? Do you still have money?"

Yuan Jun replied: "It's enough to eat a few meals. The other day Zheng Tong and I went to the consignment store to sell things, and they almost detained us. Zheng Tong's grandson is a good-looking person. He doesn't look like a good person at first glance. Take out the household registration book, so they didn't arrest us as thieves." Zheng Tong said: "The old thing in the commission shop is really a grandson. A pair of official kiln porcelain vases from the Ming Dynasty only gave us fifty yuan. Yuan Junya, a farmer, was so happy that he couldn't find his way when he heard it. He shouted long live Chairman Mao." , I said in my heart that if Chairman Mao knew that you were stealing things from home to sell, he would definitely beat you."

Just as he was talking, the lights suddenly went out, and the restaurant was completely dark.This is a common thing. In the past two years, the power supply in the city has been insufficient and there have been frequent power outages. Yuan Jun and others clamored, "What's going on? No electricity? Oh, where's my mouth? I stuffed bread up my nose..." The male waiter shouted in the dark: "Comrades, don't mess around. It's a routine power outage. Our hotel has a backup power supply. The power supply will be restored immediately. Please wait patiently." Zheng Tong yelled loudly: "Refund, refund, we won't eat."

Er Maozi also yelled: "Yuemin, let's talk to their manager and cut off the power for us while we're eating. Isn't this to please the brothers? Yuemin, why don't you talk? Huh? Zheng Tong, Where did Yuemin go?" The lights finally came on and the restaurant manager was apologizing next to the table. Yuan Jun, Zheng Tong, Er Maozi and others suddenly found that the place where Zhong Yuemin sat was empty, even the chairs were gone. Zheng Tong opened his eyes wide in surprise and whispered, "Damn it, this grandson really ran away with the chair..." Yuan Jun reacted very quickly, he threw the knife and fork and said: "Brothers, retreat quickly, someone will find out after a while, and ask us for a chair, grandson Zhong Yuemin..."

Yuan Jun and others escaped from the restaurant in panic. On an open space in Yuetan Park, Du Weidong was smoking a cigarette calmly, and a black crowd had already gathered behind him.There is also a steady stream of people pouring into the park.A flat-bed tricycle covered with a tarpaulin stopped slowly, and someone eagerly lifted the tarpaulin to reveal bundles of sticks, spears, and wicker hats inside... On a thick locust tree, Zhong Yuemin was sitting on a branch of a tree smoking a cigarette with an air gun in his hand.On another big tree sat Yuan Jun holding an air gun.Zheng Tong threw the broken bricks up the tree one by one, and Yuan Jun caught them and piled them on the branches of the tree. Zheng Tong yelled worriedly: "You fucker, stay steady, don't fall and hit me, don't hit someone before you hit him, and let your own people spend it." Yuan Jun smiled: "After a while, the big bricks of my buddy will be recruited wherever there are many people. I don't care who he is?" Du Weidong raised his head and shouted to Zhong Yuemin: "Yuemin, why did you climb the tree? My buddy is still pointing at you to charge into battle." Zhong Yuemin said: "Weidong, why do I feel that something is wrong? Landmines are us Chinese anyway, how can I help the Japanese devils beat the Chinese? Then people don't call me a traitor?" Du Weidong said with a smile: "Just treat me as Comrade Bethune. My buddy is an internationalist fighter who traveled thousands of miles to China for the cause of the liberation of the Chinese people..." "Fuck you, Bethune is a Canadian, you are a fucking Japanese devil, how can this be compared? Do the math, have you Japanese done any good deeds? During the Ming Dynasty, you made trouble with us in China. We in China have taught you so many cultures, but you just don’t follow the right path. Good people like to be pirates. When we Chinese are not paying attention, we run away when we grab something. In fact, we just grab three melons and two dates. I thought We have taken so much advantage, we are too lazy to talk to you..." Yuan Jun, who was sitting on another tree, heard what Zhong Yuemin said, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became: "Fuck, the Japanese are very grandsons. I heard from my father that they burned down the house in our hometown. Du Weidong, I'll fuck you!" Why do you burn our house down? Yuemin, the more I look at her, the more I dislike her, so let's beat Du Weidong first." Du Weidong called out to Qu: "My buddy, the Japanese militarists who burned your house were fucking fascists, I am an internationalist fighter, besides, this is not the right year, we were not even born then ." "That may have been done by your dad, or by your dad's buddies. Your dad was born at that time, right? He was at the age of a soldier. Can he be idle? He hasn't burnt down the house or raped Women, right? You Japanese are good at this, you don’t even let the sow go, anyway, this account has to be settled on your head, tell me, you can choose one of the two ways, or let us beat you. One meal, we have participated in the Anti-Japanese War. Either you pay for a few seniors to have a meal, you choose." Zhong Yuemin threatened. "Then let me treat you, I figured it out, don't you guys just want to kill me? Why are you talking so much nonsense? You're looking for the back of the Ming Dynasty and saying that my father raped women. You Chinese are enough For grandson, if you want to kill anyone, slander whoever you want." Du Weidong said cheerfully. A young man ran out of breath to report: "Weidong, Lei and the others are here." Du Weidong's expression became serious: How many people are there? "I'm afraid there are also a hundred and ten people." "Come on, everyone copy guys." At the gate of the park, Lei Lei led his men and horses to come on bicycles in a mighty manner. They put the bicycles to the side of the road, and the bright bicycles suddenly formed a large group.They took out the guys they prepared in advance from the beams of the bicycles and the toilet bags on their bodies. Among them, two young men actually held military swords used during the Japanese invasion of China. For a while, the sound of the swords being drawn out The sounds of rubbing against each other, sharp axes and other instruments are intertwined. Lei Lei was wearing a national defense green cotton army coat and a sheep shearing fur hat. He was smoking a cigarette in a calm manner, as if he was in the park to date his girlfriend, and he didn't seem to care about the large-scale bloody fighting that was about to break out.He suddenly threw off his coat and waved his hand, and the hundred and ten people behind him suddenly became commotion, and the crowd swarmed in from the gate of the park. Inside the park, Du Weidong led his subordinates to show their fellows, and stepped forward step by step, a large-scale fighting was about to erupt. At this time, someone suddenly shouted at the gate: "Stop...hand!" Both groups of people who were about to fight stopped and turned their heads to the door at the same time.Li Yuanchao rode into the park with a few people and got in between the two groups of people. Zhong Yuemin sighed, and shouted to Yuan Jun: "We can't fight anymore, Li Yuanchao is here." Yuan Jun complained, "Their mothers are so bored, if I had known it would be like this, I wouldn't have come." As he spoke, he swears and slid down the tree. Zhong Yuemin looked towards the crowd, and saw Li Yuan talking to Du Weidong and Lei Lei. "Li Yuanchao, this kid, plays the role of talking with each other in every fight. I have never seen him fight with anyone in a serious manner. Come on, go and have a look." Zhong Yuemin and Yuan Jun squeezed into the crowd and shook hands with Li Yuanchao. "As soon as I saw you, Li Yuanchao, I knew it was over. I couldn't even start a big fight. It's really boring." Li Yuanchao said with a smile, "Yuemin, why are you afraid that the world will not be chaotic?" Li Yuanchao really has face, as soon as he agreed, the antagonism between Lei and Du Weidong disappeared immediately, and they immediately became talking and laughing.Du Weidong enthusiastically introduced Zhong Yuemin to Lei: "This is Zhong Yuemin, from Yuying School." Lei and Zhong Yuemin shook hands: "Brother, I'm really sorry that day, don't take it to heart, you can talk about something later." Zhong Yuemin said politely: "It's okay, we met this time, we will be friends from now on." Li Yuanchao looked around. There were quite a few people here today, from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, the Ministry of Railways, and the Planning Commission compound.It is rare for these people to get together, Li Yuanchao came here today not purely to quell the fighting, but to take this opportunity to discuss a major matter with the "bosses" of each courtyard. Du Weidong asked: "Yanchao, you just said you have something to discuss? Tell me, what's the matter?" Li Yuanchao said, "Have you heard of the little bastard?" As soon as they heard the three words "little bastard", everyone exploded. "I just heard recently, there was no such number before? I was just looking for him. A few days ago, a friend of mine was penetrated by a little bastard, and his bladder was pierced. This kid has black hands." "This kid has already injured more than a dozen people. I heard that he didn't even say a word when we met. He just stabbed at the vital places." "It's so fucking evil, I've never seen such a ruthless person." Li Yuanchao said: "He strikes very fast and claims to be the number one killer in the capital. This is what I want to discuss with you." Du Weidong asked: "Catch him and destroy him?" "Yes!" Li Yuanchao nodded: "I won't abolish him, we will be abolished by him sooner or later. This guy is really crazy. He didn't come for someone, but for our veterans. Regardless of whether there is hatred or not, He kills people when he shoots, so far, it's good luck not to kill anyone, and his motive is to kill people." "What should we do if we catch him? We can't kill him, right? It would be a big deal if someone died." Dalei said. Li Yuanchao said cunningly: "This guy is covered in blood. If the police arrest him, he will probably be sentenced to death. Of course, we can't do it recklessly. We must do it rationally. I am going to report the case to the police first, and I will actively ask to assist the police in arresting him. The Public Security Bureau will not refuse, right? Well, it will be easy to deal with this, with the character of the little bastard, he will never be arrested without a fight, as long as he resists, kill him, this is legitimate self-defense." Zhong Yuemin said: "It's not easy to catch him? The performance of "Red Detachment of Women" is due next Monday. The little bastard has a ticket in his hand. He will definitely go. Let's deal with him in the theater." "There is still one week left, and maybe someone will die in this week." Li Yuanchao said. "I heard that he has been active in the exhibition hall and the zoo recently. Let's send more people there to monitor the area." Du Weidong seemed impatient. "Don't startle the snake, this matter must be done in secret." Li Yuanchao reminded. The living room of Zhong Yuemin's house is always full of guests. Usually there are no less than seven or eight people in the living room. Those are the most leisurely days in his life, and the time is too much to pass. The same is true for Yuan Jun and Zheng Tong.In the past few days, Zhong Yuemin was very excited. Zhou Xiaobai lent him the extremely hard-to-find book "The Encounter of Monte Cristo" for a whole week. Fourteen hours is enough.Zhong Yuemin read the book carefully twice, so he had the capital. Now he is sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed and telling Yuan Jun, Zheng Tong and others the story of "The Enmity of Monte Cristo". People are in a daze. "…Albert, the son of Mercédès, believed that the Count of Monte Cristo had slandered his father behind his back and had brought disgrace to his family's reputation, so he decided to challenge the Count of Monte Cristo to a duel in the theater, a French nobleman in the nineteenth century There is a problem, you have to throw the gloves on the opponent's face, and in full view, this kind of behavior has a double meaning, one is a challenge, and the other is an insult. The French nobles are more civilized, throwing gloves is a challenge, It's not like our group of people who just shoot over the big bricks when they are unhappy..." Yuan Jun and the audience burst out laughing. "Yuan Jun, what would you do if someone threw gloves on your face in the theater?" Zhong Yuemin asked. "I chopped it up with a kitchen knife." Yuan Jun replied fiercely, not feeling that he was losing his grace at all. "Listen, what are you talking about? A rascal is a rascal, and he will never become a nobleman. You are the Count of Monte Cristo and you go to the theater to listen to the opera and you still carry a kitchen knife? If a person with an identity like Monte Cristo has his gloves thrown on him His face was so ashamed, he took the initiative to pull the glove from Albert's hand without waiting for the other party to throw it, and said politely: "I will consider your glove already thrown away, and send back a bullet wrapped in it." Here you go, leave me now, or I'll call my servants and drive you out the door. . . . " Zheng Tong interrupted his enthusiastic speech: "It's boring, your storytelling is completely according to the script, the language is the language of books, you should use the current language."