"Feng" Feng is from Ningbo, Zhejiang. There are two kinds of people in the Feng family, one is a businessman and the other is a scholar. The people in the Feng family are smart, and their minds are full of ivory balls carved by Cantonese Weng, layer by layer, and each layer has patterns. Therefore, the Feng family became very rich in business, and they were all literary giants when they were studying. There are five men and two women in Feng's generation, and he ranks last. Several brothers set up factories in Shanghai and Tianjin for a long time to do business, got married early and gained a firm foothold. Only Feng is eating a book at home. He looks like a crucian carp, with thin bones and tender meat like a fish belly. It is not the appearance of making money, but the material of dancing writing. Every book he reads, you read one sentence and he recites the next. It is said that this ability is only available to Wang Anshi in the Song Dynasty. As for his eloquence, no one is dissatisfied. It is said that the future of Feng's generation depends on this. & ltBR & gt Feng was twenty-five years old and his parents died. He sold his house and took his family to Tianjinwei in order to vote for his brother and rely on his friends to find a way across the sky. & ltBR & gt He is arrogant, but Tianjinwei is a commercial port, and the brush is used for bookkeeping. No one reads, and naturally no one reads. For example, there are gold and books on the ground, which one do you pick up? When others get rich, Feng's eyes are hot and his brain is crooked, and he is determined to go into business. But he knows nothing about it. What can he do? & ltBR & gt China people want to make money, and the first thing they think of is to open a restaurant. People take food as the sky, and people take food as the sky; Three meals a day, if you don't eat your legs, you will be weak. All the money will be given to the restaurant owner. All the money in Tianjin is in the hands of businessmen, and most business contacts are at the dinner table. Besides, Tianjin produces salt, the food is heavy, and Ningbo food is salty, which is right for the taste. Wu Ye Yu Feng made up his mind to open a Ningbo-style restaurant, so he built a house in the downtown area of Majiakou and named it "Zhuangyuan Building". Choose an auspicious day, hold a plaque, burn a whip, shoot a gun, and the restaurant will open. Feng, dressed in a purple-blue gown with a pure gold watch chain hanging on his chest, was separated from China and India, covered in oil, and dressed as an authentic boss, standing in the hall to welcome guests and cope with all directions. A person who studies well, pays attention to etiquette, talks well and is very popular. Besides, Zhuangyuan Building is the only Ningbo Pavilion in Tianjin, and the fish and shrimp in the sea are all Tianjin people's delicacies, which can satisfy their desire. When cooking in Ningbo, they are fresher than live fish and shrimp. Therefore, since its opening, it has been full every day and has to "roll over" at night. After a long time, I didn't make much money. Feng wondered that handfuls of money and flocks of birds flew in every day. Where did it all fall? Look back at the account, alas, lost! & ltBR & gt One day, a waiter who came to Ningbo as a helper told him with trepidation that the chicken, duck and fish in the kitchen had limited access to the guests' mouths, and most of them were cut off and thrown out by the cooks, and someone was waiting outside. How much money can Zhuangyuanlou bear to be thrown out every day? & ltBR & gt After Feng was furious, he thought, "Twenty-four History" is all memorized, so there is nothing he can do with this group of dishes. This is an operation. Except for the fat cook brought from my hometown in Ningbo, the rest of the guys were blown away, uprooted and replaced. The backyard wall was equipped with a power grid, thinking that everything would be fine from now on, but the account was still lost. What happened? & ltBR & gt Another day, a woman who lives near Zhuangyuan Building quietly told him that every afternoon when the garbage truck arrived, she would ring the bell and beat up seven or eight earth boxes carried out from Zhuangyuan Building. There is only a thin layer of garbage on the top, and there are tin cans, whole bags of salted fish, good wine and cigarettes on the bottom. It turns out that internal and external collusion got things away in this way. Isn't this the same as carrying money out with a clay box every day? In the afternoon, when Feng took out the garbage, he went to check it out, and sure enough. In a rage, change to another person. People have changed, but the book deficit has not changed. & ltBR & gt Master Feng does not believe that he is incompetent. Staring at the restaurant every day, I can't see anything wrong. Literati live by imagination and really fall into the kaleidoscope of life, that is, "smart people are really fools." Zhuangyuanlou broke the ball, vented his anger and exposed the wind, and fell down at sight. Buying and selling racing drivers, relying on one person to live and vent, no one can do anything. The fewer guests, the fewer guests; Oil and water have no oil, man. Break up. Sometimes the dining room is only half lit. & ltBR & gt Master Feng is only a little dissatisfied. & ltBR & gt The next day, the boy around him told him that it was rumored that the biggest thief in Zhuangyuan Building was none other than the fat cook brought from his hometown. It is said that he is addicted to stealing, stealing every day, stealing all the time, stealing nothing, stealing something every night when he comes home, and stealing so high that he will never find out. Feng refused to believe that the fat cook cooked for his father, and the fat cook's father cooked for his grandfather. His roots have already taken root in the Feng family. If he is a thief, who is not a thief? & ltBR & gt However, after doing business for two years, Feng saw more fake smiles than real ones, heard more lies than the truth, and gained more hearts. That night, when the Zhuangyuan Building turned off the lights and closed, Master Feng took the boy to the front hall of the restaurant, moved a cane chair, put it in a ventilated place, and lay on his back, saying it was cool, but it was really a thief. & ltBR & gt Before long, the fat cook turned off the fire, hit the kitchen and was about to go home. He was naked and covered in meat, wearing only a pair of big white underpants, a pair of worn-out cloth shoes, a sweat towel on his shoulders and a paper lamp in his hand. When he saw the boss, he was not in a hurry to leave, but stood and talked. The contest said, "Open your eyes and see! & ltBR & gt Feng accosted him in his mouth, but a pair of literati-like sharp eyes looked him up and down, thinking-where is this bald man hiding? You can't put a pack of cigarettes in a broken shoe! Lanterns are bright and bright. If you put some in, you can show them all. Although the underpants are big, you can still see the outline of thighs and buttocks clearly when the wind blows back and forth in the hall. What else can there be? Is there anything wrapped in the towel to wipe the sweat on your shoulders? I have doubts. Before he could say, the fat cook had taken the sweat towel off his shoulder and threw it to the boy. He said, "It's cold outside. What should I do with this big towel? Please put it on the clothesline in the backyard! Say goodbye to Feng and leave with a lantern. "。 & ltBR & gt Master Feng told the boy to open the towel. There was nothing in it. He almost wronged a good man. & ltBR & gt But the next day, the boy found the floral arrangement made by the fat cook last night on the lantern. It turns out that the lamp holder for inserting foreign wax is not made of wood, but rotated with a piece of frozen meat, weighing two pounds! But people turned on the light right under Feng's nose and carried it away grandly. What a surprise! & ltBR & gt After hearing this, Feng did not speak for three days, and closed the Zhuangyuan Building on the fourth day. It is suggested that he go back to Wen Yuan to continue his studies. He shook his head and sighed. When you study, you should trust books. He doesn't even know the ability of people who study or don't study, so how can he still study?
Su Qi Kuai: One of the Miracles on Earth: Su Qi Kuai
Dr. Su, whose real name is Su Jinsan, practiced medicine in Xiaobailou in the early years of the Republic of China, where he set up a bonesetting ring, Tianjin Wei hung the top card, and even foreigners broke their arms and legs at horse racing and came to beg him.
He is a man with long robes and strong hands. He is in his fifties, with red lips and white teeth, eyes and a lock of goatee, and his chin is black and shiny. When I speak, my voice comes from my chest, as loud as a distance. If I enter this class to study drama, I will become Jin Shaoshan's sworn enemy. His movements are even more "clean". Someone has a broken bone and comes to him. What should he do? When you touch your fingers, you cut the meat through the skin. What's going on inside? You immediately shine. Suddenly, a Bai Niao's hands raced up and down like lightning. There was only a click, and before the patient felt pain, the broken bone was connected. Stick a plaster and a splint, and the patient will be fine when he goes back. If I come again, I will definitely send a big plaque and bow greatly to express my gratitude.
People have skill and good temper. Dr. Su has a formal rule that whoever comes to see a doctor, rich or poor, must put seven silver dollars on the counter before he is willing to see a doctor, otherwise he will never take a reason. Is this a rule? That's his rule! People accused him of recognizing money but not people, and his ability was worth seven dollars. For some reason, he got a derogatory nickname called Su Qikuai. Call him Dr. Su to his face and Su Qikuai behind his back. No one knows that his name Su Jin is scattered.
Dr. Su likes playing cards very much. One day, he did nothing. Two card friends came to play, one was short of three, so they invited Dr. Hua, a dentist not far from North Street, to gather together a table. Just as I was having a good time, Zhang Si, a tricycle driver, broke in and leaned against the door. His left elbow was supported by his right hand, and sweat was dripping on his head. The jacket on the neck is wet, and the arm is obviously broken, which hurts enough. But rickshaw pullers earn money and eat every day. How can they get seven silver dollars? He said he owed it to Dr. Su first, and then he would definitely pay it back. He even groaned when he spoke, which was very painful. Unexpectedly, Dr. Su doesn't listen to games, touch cards, look at cards, count cards, be happy or worried or be surprised or pretend not to be surprised, and his mind is all on the card table. A card friend couldn't see the past and pointed to the door with his finger, but Dr. Su kept staring at the card. The nickname "Su Qi Kuai" is very firm.
Dr. Hua is a dentist. He is famous for his kindness. He said he had to pee, left the card table and went to the backyard, drilled the back door and went around the front street. He quietly called Zhang Si, who was leaning against the door, and gave him seven silver dollars from his pocket. Without waiting for Zhang Si's gratitude, he turned and retraced his steps, entered the room and sat back at the poker table, then casually played cards.
After a while, Zhang Si came into the room and dropped seven silver dollars on the table. This is faster than ringing the bell. Dr. Su has stood in front of Zhang Si, rolled up his sleeves, put Zhang Si's arm on the table, pinched his bones a few times, pushed his hand left and right, and pressed his head down. Zhang Si shrank his shoulders, closed his eyes and grinned, ready to hit a few times, but Dr. Su said, "Connect." Immediately put on ointment, put on splint, and gave Zhang Si several packages of oral medicine for promoting blood circulation and relieving pain. Zhang Si said that he had no money to pay for the medicine, but Dr. Su only said, "I gave this medicine." He went back to the poker table.
Today's cards have their own wins and losses, and they are endless. It was not until the light came on that everyone shouted in vain. When leaving the house, Dr. Su held out his thin hand and stopped Dr. Hua, giving him something to do. After the two card friends left, he took out seven pieces from the pile of silver dollars in front of his seat and put them in Dr. Hua's hand. Dr. China said in surprise:
"There are words, still have to tell you. Don't think I have a bad heart, but I can't change this rule! "
Dr. Hua took this and went back to ponder for three days and nights, still not understanding the meaning of Dr. Su's words. But he really admires Dr. Su and this person.