20 years of the Republic of China

Chapter 67
"Master Xu, that is a capable man!"

At dusk, the newly opened "Juxianglou" restaurant on Xiaoxiguan Street is bustling with people.

From inside the window of the private room on the third floor, loud talks could be heard from time to time.

"It's not just Mr. Xu! General Zhao from the past two years was also a figure!"

"That's right! Since Da Maozi left, we have had two people come here one after another from outside the customs. We are really lucky!"

"Let's not talk about anything else, let's just talk about the three buildings built by Mr. Xu: the Governor's Mansion, Beida Camp, and Fengtian Park. They are really magnificent!"

Following the sound, he crossed the window lattice and saw that inside the private room, the table was full of wine, dishes and glasses, and six or seven middle-aged businessmen were gathered together, chatting over wine.

Shopkeeper Yan, who ran the pawnshop, got excited after drinking, and gestured and said: "Brothers, have you been to the street in the commercial port at night? Oh! There are long street lights, asphalt roads, and plants on the roadside. The trees are planted with flowers, and the sky becomes brighter!"

Under the careful management of the two New Deal ministers, the commercial port area now has magnificent buildings, reflecting the changes in the past and the changes in the past.

Several brothers shook their heads and said, "We don't dare to go for a walk there at night, we are too close to the Japanese!"

"Hey! You idiots! What are you afraid of? There are patrol police over there now, and you can watch the street cleaning team sweep the streets at night! Seriously, go take a look when you have time! Hey, Lao Feng, you Have you been there?”

"I passed by there in the evening when I was riding a carriage, but I didn't dare to go down there."

The speaker was Shopkeeper Feng of the tailor shop, an honest man with a slightly stout figure, a simple and honest face, and who didn't talk too much.

Fengji Tailor Shop has a number one in Fengtian. All the shop assistants are skillful and meticulous. The most commendable thing is that they keep pace with the times. From west to east, they sell dresses and gowns; from head to toe, they wear top hats and shoes; as long as they go to There's nothing they can't do.

Shopkeeper Yan laughed loudly and said, "Old Feng, why don't you dare to go? Isn't the shop you opened over there about to open?"

Everyone echoed: "Yes, brothers are still waiting for you to finish your work over there and tell us about it!"

Shopkeeper Feng was very cautious: "I... will wait and see and let other clerks in the store try it first. I'm afraid that it will end up like Jinmen's 'three no matter's," and I feel a little sad. end."

Shopkeeper Yan quickly comforted him and said, "Hey! No! Hasn't Mr. Xu already negotiated with the foreigners? We here can count on opening the port independently, and the overall planning is the responsibility of the imperial court!"

Court?

If the imperial court is to be reliable, where did it come from in the past few years?
This was what Shopkeeper Feng was thinking, but he didn't say it. He just stared at the half cup of wine in front of him in silence.

After all, people talk a lot, and the national mourning has just passed, so if you try your best to talk quickly, you won't be able to protect your family.

It's better to shut up and do business honestly!

After thinking for a moment, Shopkeeper Feng just said calmly: "I'm just a bowl of rice porridge in my head. I don't understand the important affairs of the court. I just want to do some business properly, which is good."

These words also touched the hearts of everyone.

"Alas! It must be said that General Zhao and Mr. Xu are indeed great. They have capable people in charge. Zhou Yunfu and others have been quieted down a lot. This has allowed our brothers to do a safe business for several years!"

"That's not the case! What a pity. I heard - I heard - Master Xu is going to be transferred. I don't know if the next one will be able to control them."

After saying this, everyone looked worried.

Shopkeeper Feng groaned even more and said: "Yes, that's why I want to move to the commercial port. After all, there are many foreigners there. With a little help from them, I might be able to be more stable - maybe. "

"Speaking of which, we are all old friends." Shopkeeper Yan suddenly said, "Brothers, tell me, who are you going to vote for for the position of president of the General Chamber of Commerce?"

"Bai Baochen!" Someone at the table sneered, "If you don't understand what's going on, who else can you vote for? That young man Su Wenqi? I can't believe it! Besides, he's the one who decides whether we vote or not."

"That's right! If we put this little bit of property in the pockets of the Bai family, the Su family, and the Zhou family, and we can't even make a sound even if we let it wander around, if I really ask you to say something, do you dare?"

"Then what's there to be afraid of?" Shopkeeper Yan slapped the table, "Since it's a choice, then the chosen one should say something!"

"Come on, come on, Lao Yan!" Everyone urged him in unison, "Eat some food, don't just drink!"

Shopkeeper Yan raised his hand and grabbed everyone: "Hey, I have to remind you! Before Zhou Yunfu, the Bai family and the Su family were not good things! They were both involved in the dirty work!" Eat vegetables! Eat vegetables!”

"Who should pay the bill today?"

"Whoever asks should marry me!"

"Hey! You blame me for being a bitch, right? OK, I'll go!"

At this time, shopkeeper Feng suddenly stood up and said with a smile on his face: "I'll do it! I'll do it!"

Talking about paying the bill was just a pretense, but what he wanted to do was to leave this meal this morning.

As he said just now, he doesn't want to, and he doesn't want to talk about these nonsense. It's a futile effort, so why bother!

After leaving the "Juxiang Building", the sky had already darkened. Shopkeeper Feng wandered to the stop of the "Horse-Railed Railway", waiting and thinking in his mind.

Although this "horse-drawn railway" looks funny, it is indeed very convenient. Not only is the train fast and smooth, but the fare is cheap. From the train station to Xiaoximen, the ticket costs only half a cent; from Xiaoximen to Xiaoximen, the fare is same.

There are two rows of people sitting across the carriage, facing each other, and there is room for people to stand in the middle.

At first, the bus full of people stared at each other and were quite embarrassed, but as time went by, they got used to it, especially since this thing gave many poor people the opportunity to travel conveniently, and it was even more powerful for business development.

Shopkeeper Feng is quite wealthy, so his family can naturally afford carriages, but instead of rejecting this new gadget, he likes it very much. It is said that it was also very popular in Xiaodongyang.

While he was talking, the horse-drawn carriage arrived.

The coachman was quite young, looking no more than eighteen or nineteen years old.

Shopkeeper Feng paid the money in exchange for the ticket. It was getting late and there were only a few people in the carriage. He casually found an empty seat and sat down, watching the scenery outside the window, from slow to fast, and finally flashed by.

The horse-drawn carriage went further and further away, and at each stop, three or two passengers got off. After a while, he was the only one left in the carriage.

"squeak--"

The car stopped and I looked out the window. It was a commercial port area that had not yet been fully developed. The orange-red street lights shone on the asphalt street, making the light and shadow mottled.

Not at the station yet!

Shopkeeper Feng couldn't help but frown, raised his buttocks slightly, and looked forward.

"Master? What's going on? The car broke down?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the coachman quietly jumping down and walking into the car with his head down.

"Dong dong dong..."

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, as if they were in sync with Shopkeeper Feng's heartbeat.

The young coachman put on a black mask at some point.

"Um..." Shopkeeper Feng licked his dry lips and became increasingly panicked, "I, I have money... give it..."

However, the young coachman didn't even look at it. He suddenly raised his hand and saw a Browning as black as coal.

"Lao Deng, Zhou Yunfu asked me to give you a good voice!"

"boom!"

The car window glass was shattered to the ground, and the sound of gunshots was like ripples in water on the empty and deserted streets, washed away layer by layer under the cover of night...

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