The train driver in the courtyard

Chapter 450 Temple Fair Troubles
Got a chance to play.

Liu Haizhong, who was already eager to try, couldn't wait to stand up, fumbled in his pocket for a long time, and took out a crumpled manuscript paper.

Good guy, Li Aiguo almost couldn't help but give Liu Haizhong a thumbs up as he prepared his speech for the group reunion.

This official fan never misses any opportunity to "be an official".

"Dear residents, our situation is very good this year, not a little good, but a great one! Gross agricultural production. Gross industrial production."

Luo Liba said a lot in the bangs.

The residents were almost dozing off, so he waved with a big hand: "I hope that in the coming year, under the leadership of our three stewards, the lives of the residents of the courtyard will be prosperous. Thank you all."

Logically speaking, it should be time for applause, but the residents were expressionless.

"Pop."

The second aunt patted her twice. When she saw that no one was following her, she felt a little embarrassed and let it go.

During the Spring Festival, people flow from all directions to Changdian.

Li Aiguo is more interested in diabolo.

She was cracking melon seeds, put them in her pocket, and walked leisurely to the middle of the crowd.

From the south of the Institute of Educational Administration to the south entrance of South Xinhua Street, it was crowded with tourists.

Hai Long pointed at Mrs. Jia Zhang and cried, "Dad, this year we went to Jia's house to pay New Year's greetings. We kowtowed and paid New Year's greetings, but she didn't even give us any New Year's money!"

The third uncle's speech was brief. After a few blessings, he suddenly said: "During the Spring Festival, you will definitely buy a lot of cigarettes, alcohol, and snacks. For the sake of the cleanliness of our compound, don't throw away those packaging boxes. They can be delivered to my home."

Jia Zhang seemed to have found a way to make a fortune, so she asked Jia Dongxu to go home and get two pillows.

Li Aiguo returned home and brought Chen Xueru and He Yuyu to Liulichang.

Generally speaking, the group visit ends when the residents come up and say a few auspicious words.

Temple fairs in Beijing have existed since ancient times, among which the Changdian Temple Fair in Liulichang has the longest history.

Put a pillow under your knees and a pillow under your head, it won’t hurt!
Xu Damao was stunned on the spot.

In order to avoid being blown away with gold coins, Xu Damao could only admit his dumb loss while pinching his nose in disgrace.

After the three stewards finished speaking, the residents were free to express themselves.

Men and women, old men and women, old men and women, all crowded together. Going to the temple fair is all about gaining popularity.

The group visit was over.

This sounds incredible, but Jia Zhang can really do it.

Xu Damao became even more supportive when he saw someone supporting him.

"Ahem, Old Liu, it's my turn." The third uncle pushed the glasses frame on the bridge of his nose to relieve the bangs.

Going from one alley to that alley, all the alleys are crowded with people.

It's not his fault.

He said that if Mrs. Jia and Zhang didn't give the new year's money, they would return the kowtowed heads of the children.

The factory yard is filled with all kinds of stalls, with windmills rattling loudly in the wind and diabolo shaking and buzzing, as if they are competing to see who can make the loudest noise.

Bangzhong puffed out his stomach, raised his eyes, looked at the clouds on the horizon, and felt a sigh in his heart.

Why, she has to lay on the ground.

The atmosphere at the scene was extremely awkward.

Lao Deng is going to hit the gold coin instead? Isn’t this rebellion against Tiangang?
If Mrs. Jia Zhang kowtowed 70,000 to 80,000 yuan, he would have to pay all his pants to Mrs. Jia Zhang.

No matter how poor a family is, they will give them lucky money when they see their children coming to the door.

Both sides of the road are filled with candied haws, sweet pea porridge, revolving lanterns, as well as countless toys, novelty objects, calligraphy and paintings, and antiques.
He Yuyu and Chen Xueru felt that their eyesight was not enough. They stood in front of a stall selling revolving lanterns and were reluctant to leave.

The pressure came to Jia Zhang's side.

Chinese New Year is actually a festival for children.

In different times and regions, diabolo has different names.

The people selling diabolo are my grandfather and my grandson.

The advertisement reached the group meeting, and Li Aiguo gave the third uncle a thumbs up.

Hearing this, Xu Damao burst out in anger: "Jia Zhang, Hailong and the others are just children! You can't bear to part with just one penny?"

"Kowtow for one penny, okay, Xu Damao, I will kowtow to you today, you can pay for it."

The ideological awareness of these residents was too low, and they were unable to grasp the essence of his speech.

The Changdian Temple Fair began during the Jiajing period of the Ming Dynasty and flourished during the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty.

Unexpectedly, the first people to rush to the stage were Hai Long, Haitao, Da Mao, Er Mao and other children from the Nanyi family.

Li Aiguo was so happy watching it that his stomach ached from laughing. There were so many wonderful things in Sijiu City that they occupied more than half of the courtyards.

Before the Ming and Qing Dynasties, people called it "empty bell", people in Tianjin called it "boring gourd", people in Shanghai called it "dumbbell", people in Shanxi called it "Hu knocking", and people in Changsha called it "Tian Lei Gong".

Everyone also thinks that Jia Zhang is going too far.

As the saying goes, 'when people gather together, it's easy to do business'.

The grandfather and grandson shook the diabolo in front of the stall in front of the public. One made a scale and the other made two dragons playing with beads.

When the diabolo rotates, the whistle will take in air. When the diabolo reaches a certain speed, it will become silent. When the diabolo is stopped, it will make a particularly pleasant sound.

The diabolo danced up and down in the air, resounding louder than the sheng, causing a burst of cheers.

Li Aiguo was just about to spend 50 cents to buy diabolo when he suddenly turned around and saw He Yuyu and Chen Xueru being stopped by someone.

One of them is a foreigner, with blond hair and blue eyes, a high nose, and a camera hanging on his chest.

The other one is a voluptuous one.

She was probably in her thirties, with makeup and powder, and big waves. Although she was dressed conservatively, she was standing there posing, and it looked like she was not a good thing at first glance.

"Can I take photos for you?"

Foreigners gestured at He Yuyu.

He Yuyu had never seen this before, so he was so frightened that he hid behind Chen Xueru.

The foreigner took out a one-dollar note from his pocket, then asked the flirty girl to take out a piece of paper and handed it over.

"This is your compensation!"

"As long as you put the paper on your chest and let me take a photo, this money will be yours!"

He Yuyu looked at the money, his eyes flashed with emotion, this was a full dollar!

Just when she reached out to take the money, a burly figure stopped in front of her.

Li Aiguo pretended not to push He Yuyu's arm away, and said with a warm smile: "Yuyu, Xueru, what's the good news?"

"It seemed like they wanted to take pictures of us."

When Chen Xueru and He Yuyu saw him, they seemed to have a backbone and stood behind him.

The foreigner looked at Li Aiguo and frowned slightly, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, and whispered to the flirtatious guy for a while.

"What's wrong with this guy?"

"Don't worry, honey, I got this!"

The coquettish woman twisted her butt and walked forward, flipping her hair towards Li Aiguo, biting her lip with her white teeth: "Comrade, this is Professor Smith. He particularly likes our culture, so he wants to take some photos as a souvenir. As long as you take Paper, take a photo, and I’ll give you a dollar!”

"One dollar! This is a good thing. But can I see that piece of paper?" Li Aiguo asked pretending to be curious.

The charming girl looked Li Aiguo up and down.

He has a tall build, rough skin, and strong muscles. He exudes the temperament of a worker and is a standard big man.

"you know English?"

"I don't understand, I'm just curious."

Li Aiguo paused for a moment, stared at her and suddenly asked: "Isn't it something shameful?"

"No, no, no, absolutely not, it's just some blessings. Professor Smith's family is on the other side of the ocean, and the blessings are for them." There was a trace of panic on the face of the coquettish girl, and she quickly explained.

There were very few people in China who knew English these days. She was not afraid that Li Aiguo would see something. She took out a dozen papers from her purse and handed one of them over.

Li Aiguo took it over in a panic.

【Stupid】

"Hey, comrade, you took it down." There was a trace of sneer on the corner of the charming girl's mouth.

"Ah, sorry."

Li Aiguo hurriedly turned the paper over, pretended to look at it for a long time, scratched his head and said with a smile: "What the hell is this? It's like an earthworm crawling."

"I told you, it's New Year's greetings. It's in a foreign language and I can't understand it." The coquettish woman seemed a little anxious and urged: "What, do you want to take a photo?"

"Shoot! Of course I did, it's only one yuan!" Li Aiguo looked around:

“There are too many people here and the environment is not good.

If people see me accepting money to take photos, I might be labeled as a speculator.

I know there is a quieter place ahead. How about we go there?

I can take some more pictures for you.

But you have to pay me one dollar for taking a photo. "

After speaking, Li Aiguo winked at the bewitching goods, lowered his voice, and said in the old Beijing dialect: "If there are more than five, I can give you a 20% discount, and the rest is your kickback."

He looked like a money-grubber who was greedy for cheap.

The coquettish guy hesitated for a moment, then pulled the foreigner and muttered for a while.

"Is there any problem with this person?"

"Impossible, a worker like him is very foolish!"

"Ok!"

The voluptuous woman puffed up her breasts and gave Li Aiguo a wink.

"Comrade, Professor Smith has agreed, you will lead the way."

Li Aiguo led a few people through the crowded crowd and walked to the front.

Although Chen Xueru and He Yuyu felt a little strange, they followed obediently.

Walked a full mile or two.

Just when the coquettish guy and Professor Smith felt strange, Li Aiguo pointed to a weather station in front of him.

"See that weather station?

I have friends who work there.

It's very secluded there, and there are rockeries. It's beautiful for taking pictures. I will cooperate with you to take some photos. "

The voluptuous woman muttered something to Professor Smith in a low voice.

Professor Smith nodded: "OK, He is a stupid jerk! Don't worry!"

Arrive at the big iron gate.

Li Aiguo asked Chen Xueru and He Yuyu to wait outside for a while, and then knocked on the door a few times.

After a while.

A comrade wearing a gray tunic suit heard the noise and walked out of the yard.

"Old Wang, I, Driver Li, open the door quickly!"

Li Aiguo was overjoyed when he saw that the person coming was none other than Team Leader Wang whom he had met at the Shijingshan Weather Station a while ago.

He knew that those who did this kind of special work would not be off work during the Spring Festival.

The man in gray tunic didn't seem to recognize Li Aiguo for a moment.

Seeing the beauties and foreigners, he frowned deeply.

The identities of these people are particularly sensitive, how come they are here?

Li Aiguo reminded: "I am Yanzi's friend. We caught fish together a while ago!"

"Fishing. It turns out to be Driver Li. Why are you free to come to my place today?"

The man in gray tunic suddenly realized. Although he didn't know what happened, he walked forward quickly, took off the latch, and opened the big iron door.

"Welcome, welcome, I received a letter from Yanzi a while ago, and I was still talking about you!"

The gray tunic has also received special training and behaves very naturally.

If Li Aiguo hadn't known his identity, he wouldn't have seen any clues. Li Aiguo handed him a cigarette, pointed to the two people behind him, and said, "These two friends want to borrow a place to take pictures."

".Taking photos?" The gray tunic-clad eyes swept over the two of them vaguely, and immediately agreed, "This is easy to say, we are all old friends, come in quickly."

Li Aiguo turned to look at Chen Xueru and He Yuyu: "You two wait for a while, and when my brother earns ten or eight yuan, he can buy you goodies at the temple fair."

Chen Xueru and He Yuyu were still confused and nodded.

This weather station, like the Shijingshan Weather Station, is a real weather station, with all weather facilities in the compound.

Professor Smith and the coquettish guy were a little wary at first, but after a moment of careful observation, they felt relieved.

What bad thoughts can a small worker have?

Several people entered the courtyard.

bang.

The door was locked.

Professor Smith and the sexy bitch both turned their heads.

The man in gray tunic looked calm: "Children often run in and cause trouble recently. As you know, we have a lot of equipment here."

What bad intentions could a weatherman have?

Furthermore, the mainstream foreign language in China these days is Russian. How many people can understand English?
Professor Smith's lips curled up with a hint of pride: "idiot!"

Li Aiguo asked in surprise: "What?"

"The professor is praising you for being smart! You chose such a good place." The flirtatious guy explained.

"You are also a big diot!" Li Aiguo gave Professor Smith a thumbs up.

Professor Smith: "."

Li Aiguo shouted at the coquettish guy again: "Your whole family is idiot!"

Charming goods: "."

In order not to arouse Li Aiguo's suspicion, she could only nod in agreement.

It’s frustrating.
There was silence in the weather station compound.

Several people walked along the gravel path towards the depths of the yard. The coquettish guy looked at the surrounding rockeries and urged, "Can't we take pictures here?"

"It's quieter out front." Li Aiguo quickened his pace and led several people to a small dark room in the backyard.

Looking at the big iron door of the house, the coquettish guy frowned: "Little driver, where is this place?"

"In the lounge, let's take a rest first. I'll take some more photos with you later."

".What on earth do you want to do!"

At this moment, the coquettish girl saw several people in gray tunic suits coming from the side. Her expression suddenly changed, her facial muscles adjusted too much, and her makeup actually fluttered down.

Good guy, you bring your own biological and chemical weapons.

Li Aiguo now had a psychological shadow on biological and chemical weapons, and turned around slightly and hid aside.

The men in gray tunic suits swarmed up, the black muzzles of their guns pointed at them.

Professor Smith also realized something was wrong at this time and started yelling.

While struggling with the gray tunic, the flirtatious guy yelled at the top of his lungs: "He is from Sam, you have no right to arrest him."

"What's wrong with Sam! Catch him!" Li Aiguo waved his hand and swarmed up in gray tunic suits and tied the two of them up with ropes.

Lao Wang looked at the two of them and lowered his voice and said, "Driver Li, are there any problems with these two people?"

Li Aiguo told him about the photo shoot, and Lao Wang rushed over and opened his bag.

Opening it, there were more than a dozen pieces of paper with various slogans on them.

Lao Wang smiled happily when he saw it: "This matter is really under our control."

He looked at Li Aiguo and felt a sigh of relief in his heart. In the past, if they wanted to catch such people, they would have to go to great lengths to investigate and mobilize everyone to arrest them.

Fortunately now, Li Aiguo sent the person directly to the door of the interrogation room.

At this time the sun is rising.

Rays of bright yellow light pass through the clouds and shine on the earth, awakening the beauty of nature.

Li Aiguo stands under the red flag, and the light shines on his work clothes, reflecting the golden color.

It has to be said that from a physical appearance perspective, he was born to be a good fighter.

He has the temperament of a handsome man and the unique sense of strength of a worker.

The sunlight passed through the red flag, reflecting a bright red color full of passion, which reflected on his cheeks, adding a bit of grandeur to him.

Several female staff members were fascinated by it.

"Look, the light on Driver Li's body is so appropriate for the occasion."

She quickly nudged the comrade next to her, "Are you going to make meritorious service again?"

"That's for sure, these two people have big problems."

Just by visiting a temple fair, you can catch two suspicious guys.

It seems that his criminal investigation skills have improved again.

Li Aiguo opened the system.

Sure enough, I discovered that at some point, the original criminal investigation skill of 61 points was now upgraded to 65 points.

In other words, practice makes perfect, and as long as the skill is used regularly, it is possible to upgrade.

The corners of Li Aiguo's mouth raised in a way that was difficult for others to notice.

He was looking forward to having one hundred points of criminal investigation skills. What effect would it have?

After handing the person over to the comrades at the weather station, Li Aiguo left the weather station considering that he would also take Chen Xueru and He Yuyu to the temple fair.

Chen Xueru and He Yuyu were still waiting for him at the door.

Seeing that he was the only one coming out, He Yuyu asked curiously: "Brother Patriot, where are the two people taking pictures?"

"They really appreciated the beautiful scenery here and were reluctant to leave." Li Aiguo said with a smile.

He Yuyu felt confused and wanted to ask further, but Li Aiguo interrupted her: "Yu Yu, do you want sweet pea porridge?"

Sweet pea porridge is a specialty at the Changdian temple fair and is very popular with the masses.

In the past two temple fairs, Lao Ren, who has made sweet pea porridge for three generations in his family, did not come to the Changdian temple fair because he did not buy peas.

This year the city found him again and supplied him with beans.

He Yuyu was a child after all. When he heard that there was delicious food, he forgot everything and ran forward happily.

Chen Xueru gently pulled Li Aiguo's arm. She knew very well that the rough man next to her must have caught another bad guy just now.

After eating pea porridge, Li Aiguo did not buy diabolo from the stall on the main street.

Why, because it’s expensive!
The stalls at the temple fair are either set up by state-owned stores or under the supply and marketing collective system, where collective organizations set up stalls and individuals are not allowed to set up stalls.

Take the diabolo-playing grandfather and grandson as an example. They are also in the process of establishing staff.

In addition, the space for temple fairs is precious, and venue fees have to be paid, so the prices of goods are naturally not cheap.

"Brother Patriot, where are we going now?" He Yuyu looked at the clay figures on the roadside with some reluctance.

"White Horse Temple!"

White Horse Temple, as the name suggests, is a temple.

However, at the end of the Qing Dynasty and the beginning of the Republic of China, Baima Temple began to seek diversified operations.

Well, that’s right, it’s similar to the Shaolin Temple in later generations.

White Horse Temple began to gradually rent out temple properties, and each tenant had a variety of uses;
All walks of life gathered here, and Baita Temple gradually became a bustling downtown in the capital.

Although a public-private partnership has now begun, Baita Temple has not been greatly affected.

Because most of the people selling things here are from low-income families, relying on a few needles and threads to make ends meet.

Throughout history, no one in the past dynasties would deliberately destroy the jobs of settling down.

Li Aiguo and Zhang Dakui have been here several times, and they are quite familiar with it.

Compared with the Changdian Temple Fair, the environment here seems a bit shabby, but it is not very popular at all.

"Let's go, today is the Chinese New Year, buy a toy for the girl."

He Yuyu pouted: "Brother, I think you want to play with toys yourself."

"Hahaha."

On the east side of the temple's head courtyard is a place selling mountain products and daily sundries.

Li Aiguo followed the crowd and came to the east side of the Second Courtyard.

This can be regarded as the Yiwu wholesale market in China these days.

There are stalls on both sides of the road, including toys, clothes, shoes and hats, wigs, hair combs, velvet and silk flowers, flower patterns, brown people, hairy monkeys, bamboo snakes and feather butterflies, bamboo and wooden swords and guns, etc.

The stuff is very complicated and the quality cannot be guaranteed.
Here you pay with one hand and deliver the goods with the other hand, and there is no market manager.

Whether you buy high-quality goods or junk goods all depends on the buyer's discernment.

The broadsword Li Aiguo is holding now was found from a large pile of bamboo and wooden swords and guns.

This knife is somewhat similar to the Qinglong Yanyue Knife.

The blade is slender with elegant curves, like a green dragon entrenched, ready to strike. The blade was cold and shimmering with cold light, as if it could cut through any obstacle.

Li Aiguo now has a pistol and a regular self-made RPG, but he lacks a cold weapon.

If you put this big knife at home, it can scare people just by looking at it.

"how much is this?"

The person guarding the stall was a middle-aged man who held out two fingers.

"An heirloom, twenty yuan."

"Why don't you go and grab it?"

"If it had been a few decades ago, I would have snatched this moment."

The middle-aged man was originally sitting cross-legged, but now he stood up without any support on the ground.

With this move, you can tell that he is a practicing master.

Li Aiguo's expression remained unchanged, and he rubbed the blade of the broadsword with his palm.

"how do I say this?"

"This sword is a relic of the ancestor."

"Ancestor?"

"Big Sword King Five!"

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Seeing Li Aiguo's disbelief, the middle-aged man frowned: "You don't know the Five Kings of Broadsword?"

Of course Li Aiguo knew that there were ten masters in the late Qing Dynasty, namely: Dong Haichuan, Da Dao Wang Wu, Huang Feihong, Huo Yuanjia, Wang Ziping, Du Xinwu, Han Muxia, Yanzi Li San, Sun Lutang, and Guo Yunshen.

"It is said that the sword of King Wu's sword weighs more than one hundred kilograms, but yours only weighs thirty or fifty kilograms."

"How can you fight with someone with a knife that weighs a hundred pounds? It's just spreading rumors."

"."

Li Aiguo lowered his head and looked at the knife.

The entire knife was extremely sharp, both the blade and the blade exuded a sharp cold air.

No matter whether it is the sword of Da Dao Wang Wu or not, it is indeed a good thing.

Of course, if it's true, that's even better.

It is said that the sword Wang Wu was melted down in 1958. This can be regarded as rescuing an antique cultural relic.

"Okay, I bought it."

Li Aiguo took out 20 yuan from his pocket and handed it over, and asked casually: "What's your surname, brother?"

"My surname is Zuo, Zuo Dongfang. My father, Zuo Zongsheng, is Master Wang's youngest apprentice." Zuo Dongfang took the money and said with a cupped hand.

After Li Aiguo left his address, he did not ask why he was selling the knife.

These days, there are some things you should never ask.

(End of this chapter)