Signing in during the Republic of China: Starting from a foot patrol

On the way back to the city, Lin Hongfei remembered that he also had a 'blood tooth blue' clam, plus a valuable clamshell jar, if the two things were sold, they could be exchanged for five hundred oceans.

Lin Hongfei can be said to hate the matter of fighting clams, after all, the reason why the Lin family fell has a lot to do with his father's addiction to playing insects and walking birds.

Now Lin Hongfei doesn't have much cash on hand, so he just took advantage of his lack of things today, so he simply exchanged these two things for money.

Thanks to his father's reasons, Lin Hongfei knew that the group of people who had money and liked to play with insects would generally gather in the Guangsheng Tea House.

A group of people drank tea, ate snacks, and tasted each other's beloved clams, and they were interested, and directly put on a fight for a while.

Some good deeds also temporarily saved a gamble, let everyone pay for a bet on whose clams will win.

Selling your own clamshell jars and clams in this kind of place couldn't be better!

There is still a distance to go to the Guangsheng Tea House, and on a hot day, Lin Hongfei is not willing to move more.

So, Lin Hongfei walked to the rickshaw parked on the side of the road, and seeing that the coachman was not there, he shouted: "What about the one pulling the car, where is it?"

As soon as I heard the greeting, I saw a black and thin coachman standing up from the bean juice stall on the street:

"Here, this, this master, you wait!"

The coachman took the bowl and drank the remaining bean juice, wiped his mouth with his palm, ran over quickly, and then said respectfully: "This master, you want to take the car?"

At this time, Lin Hongfei recognized that this coachman turned out to be Wen San, and Wen San also saw it clearly at this time, and his expression immediately brought a little fear and flattery:

"Oh, it's Lin Ye!"

Lin Hongfei glanced at Wen San a few times, smiled and said: "Wen San'er, didn't you pull a moon package for the treasure gathering pavilion Chen treasurer, why do you still take over private work?"

"Chen Treasurer went back to the countryside to see his wife, I don't need a car these days, so I'll come out to pull a few guests and earn some wine money." Wen San said with a playful smile.

Lin Hongfei nodded, and understood in his heart, it seems that the driver of the boss in the previous life took advantage of the boss's use of the car and secretly drove out to run a black car, as early as the Republic of China.

"What's the matter, Lin Ye, you want to hire a car, where are you going?" Wen San'er then asked.

"Guangsheng Tea House!"

Lin Hongfei got into the car directly.

"Gotta go, you just give 3 cents!"

Wen San'er rolled her eyes slyly, still smiling on her face.

"I'll give you money when I get to the place, and quickly pull the car." After Lin Hongfei finished speaking, he didn't pay any more attention to Wen San.

"Gotta go, sit down!"

Wen San took two black, thin, dirty legs and pulled the foreign car straight to the Guangsheng Tea House.

Not long after, he came to the Guangsheng Tea House, Lin Hongfei stepped out of the foreign car, and Wen San on the side came up, nodded with a smile and said, "Lin Ye, it's time to get to the place." "

The meaning is also clear, you should give money.

Lin Hongfei took out a dime and threw it to Wen San, which made Wen San stunned, and quickly said: "Lin Ye, the car money is three cents, why do you give me a dime?"

Lin Hongfei glanced at Wen San, and this kid also put on a look of grievance, as if he had suffered a big loss.

He was also not used to Wen San, directly reached out and pinched the back of Wen San's neck, and cursed in his mouth: "Wen San, you are a mallet who just entered the city, right?" "

The fare of three cents is enough for me to go to Haidian, and the place of Guangsheng Tea House can support a dime a dime."

"Too little, this hair will not be given to you!"

Lin Hongfei directly snatched the dime back, ignoring Wen San, who kept begging and confessing his mistake behind, Lin Hongfei stepped into the tea house, Wen San also wanted to follow up, but was stopped by the guys in the tea house, and could only watch Lin Hongfei go upstairs.

"The slaughter has been slaughtered on my head, this Wen San, or less slapped." Lin Hongfei scolded.

In his previous life, Lin Hongfei, who had just gone to college, was slaughtered by a taxi driver, and with a fare of 20 yuan, the driver dared to ask for 80 yuan.

Therefore, after Lin Hongfei learned the truth, he hated this gang of black-hearted drivers who slaughtered customers.

Lin Hongfei went up to the second floor of the tea house, and at this time, there were already many tea customers gathered together to taste tea and chat.

Originally, there were two tables by the window on the second floor, but Lin Hongfei sat straight down at an empty table in the corner.

After asking for a pot of biluo chun and a plate of melon seeds, he took out the clamshell jar and placed it on the table.

The reason why Lin Hongfei chose this table is also particular.

Playing with insects is also quite costly, and ordinary people simply cannot afford those expenses.

Therefore, once the home of someone who plays with insects fails, they can only sell the clams they raised, one is to make some money, and the other is to find a good master for their own insect.

But all those who raise insects are basically from rich backgrounds and good faces.

Let them take the initiative to open their mouths and sell their love worms, they can't pull that face.

Therefore, after coming and going, everyone agreed to set a table in the corner of the second floor of the tea house as a "table for giving insects".

Whoever sits at this table and puts his own clamshell jar on the table, it means that this master is going to sell insects.

In this way, the insect seller does not have to sell and sell, saving a trace of face.

If you want to buy insects, you can also come directly to the tea house to find them, saving you some trouble.

As for the obvious selling of insects, why is it called 'insect giving table'.

In fact, it is still to save face, which means that I am not selling insects because of difficulties at home, I am giving my love insects to people who recognize the goods.

To put it bluntly, it is just that the donkey does not fall down, and it is just a self-deception.

As soon as Lin Hong flew to sit there, he immediately attracted people's attention, and when he brought the clamshell jar to the table, it aroused everyone's interest.

Guests with sharp eyes have already seen that the clamshell jar is made extraordinary, and it is a famous handiwork at a glance!

Can use this kind of clamshell jar, the insects inside are naturally extraordinary!

So, a tea customer at a nearby table got up and walked over, and then smiled and whispered: "This master, you drive!"

Lin Hongfei nodded, opened the lid of the clamshell jar, and then said, "Please!" "

Tea guests will not open the clamshell jar by themselves, lest the lid open, the worm jumps out and runs away, so that there is no way to distinguish responsibility."

Therefore, just like the antiques business, the two buyers will never take the antiques from each other.

To buy insects, you need to let the seller open the lid of the clamshell jar, and then look up to see the color of the clams.

Lin Hongfei naturally knew this rule, so after the tea guest said that you are driving, he immediately opened the lid.

This tea guest looked up, immediately gasped, and couldn't help exclaiming: "Good worm, good worm!"

"I haven't seen such a good bug in years!"

His shout immediately attracted the attention of the surrounding tea customers, so everyone came over one after another, wanting to see what kind of clams would make the tea customer just now so gaffe.

When everyone looked at it, they also said one after another:

"Blood teeth blue, it's really a rare good worm!"

"More than ten years ago, I was on an errand in the Internal Affairs Office, and I was fortunate enough to see a [Blood Tooth Blue] presented to the emperor, which was really excellent." A sixty-year-old man with braids reminisced about the past.

"Bei Ziye, how is this [Blood Fang Blue] in shape today?"

"Regardless of the uncle!" The old man known as Bei Ziye gave an extremely high evaluation.

"Guys, don't you notice that this jar is also not ordinary!"

At this time, someone noticed the clamshell jar!

These words reminded the Bei Ziye just now, only to see him take out his reading glasses from his arms, carefully observe the clamshell jar, and then said in surprise:

"Oh, this clamshell jar is Zhao Ziyu's handwriting!"

"What, Zhao Ziyu's!"

"That's so rare!"

"Blood Fang Qing with Zhao Ziyu's jar, this is Lu Bu riding a red rabbit horse!" Everyone exclaimed.