Quexing Hutong.
This is an old alley about 300 meters long and less than two meters wide.
Standing at the entrance of the Hutong, looking up, there are some gatehouses on both sides, and some residents' doors, which are very close to each other.
Although it's a little crowded, the small stone lions and other objects at each door form a unique dividing line for each other.
Looking up, the exposed eaves are mostly glazed green tiles, and there are ancient stone tiles on the top. This series of old objects add a bit of classical flavor to these old houses and the whole alley.
At the foot of the road gravel tile, stone and stone cracks covered with moss and weeds.
All this looks old, but it gives people a sense of belonging.
After staying for a long time in a high-rise building, I suddenly came to such a grounded place, which vaguely made me feel like I was on my way home.
How others think Jiang Chen doesn't know.
But at this time, he felt more comfortable in the old alley.
Sometimes there are shouts in the street, and sometimes there are laughs and fights in every family.
It makes people feel that the rhythm here is very slow, forming a sharp contrast with the prosperous city outside the street.
It seems that inside the hutong is a warm home, while outside the Hutong everything is a battlefield.
Jiang Chen feels that this description is not exaggerated.
In the Hutong, the neighbors get along very well, just like a family.
But outside the Hutong, it is full of interests, calculation and intrigue.
He walked very slowly, and seemed to miss it.
After a long time, he stopped in front of a dilapidated porter.
Through the mottled and unclear doorplate, I saw a line of words.
"6 quexing Hutong!"
This is where Grandma Xu asked him to come.
The porter is a little dilapidated, and I don't know whether the corner of the eaves has collapsed because of age or the rain.
However, the tightly connected green tiles did not fade, but still looked particularly fresh at this time.
Looking down slowly, a wooden card came into view. The copper frames around the card had rusted, and even some of them had fallen off. However, the words "Hong's scissors shop" were clearly visible.
Under the wooden plate are two wooden doors. The red paint on the wooden doors has been mottled, revealing the huge doornails.
However, in spite of this, it did not lose the dignity of that year.
Outside the wooden door are two steps, one low and one high, similar to the style of the Qing Dynasty.
The stone sculptures on both sides are different from the stone lions on the surrounding portals. Here are two bird sculptures.
It has wings and tail. Its head looks like an eagle, but it has two green plumes at the top. What's more striking is that it has three feet!
"Is this Phoenix?" Jiang Chen slightly frowned and asked.
"It's called three green birds!"
Creak!
After Jiang Chen's voice rang out, the wooden door in front of him was also opened.
Jiang Chen raised his eyes and saw that what came out was an old man with slightly bent body. The old man was about 70 years old, with white hair and white beard. But the spirit is very good.
With a smile and clear eyes.
Facing Jiang Chen's eyes, the old man gave a kind smile and said, "three green birds, also known as green birds, are praised as divine birds in the classic of mountains and seas."
Smell speech, Jiang Chen Mou son tiny flash, surprised way: "this is legendary in Penglai fairy mountain transmission information of God Bird?"
The old man stroked his beard, nodded and said, "Penglai fairy mountain has no road, so it's the green bird who will pass the message to the immortals."
Jiang Chen picks eyebrows: "is there any immortal in the world?"
The old man said with a smile, "it's just a fairy tale. What's more, even if there is a fairy, it's not something that ordinary people like me can see, isn't it?"
Jiang Chen nodded heavily. Just now, he was obsessed with the beautiful scenery of the Hutong. For a moment, he forgot the business.
After slowing down, he quickly arched his hand to the old man and said with a smile, "dare you ask, is your surname Hong?"
The old man said with a smile, "yes, my name is Hong, and my single name is Qi."
Jiang Chen said: "I've been asked to come here to get an object."
Hong Qi looked at Jiang Chen a little, and then said, "come in with me."
Jiang Chen followed old man Hong Qi into the courtyard.
It's narrow outside, but it's spacious inside.
Inside is a standard courtyard.
There are houses in the East, West, North and south, and a courtyard in the middle. There are several winter plum trees planted in the courtyard. Although the winter plum is just in bud, it also makes the courtyard full of a faint fragrance.
In the courtyard, Hong Qi stops.
He turned and asked, "what's the number plate?"
Jiang Chen replied, "1 size."
Smell speech, Hong Qi slightly a Zheng, originally full of kind smile on the face added a bit strange look, but also looked up Jiang Chen.
Just now I just looked at it at the door, but this time it was very detailed.
As if to see something from Jiang Chen's appearance.
Being watched like this by an old man in his seventies makes Jiang Chen very uncomfortable.
"What's wrong?" he asked
Hong Qi did not answer, but still looked at him.
Jiang Chen grinned and simply eased the embarrassment of being watched by the old man by looking around.
After a while, Hong Qi said, "what did the people who asked you to come here say?"
Jiang Chen truthfully replied: "she said, let me come to quexing Hutong to find boss Hong of the scissors shop and get the one size things."
"That's all?" Hong Qi asked again.
Jiang Chen thought for a while and said, "she also said that she would let me come in and not talk more, just take things and leave."
"Oh."
Hearing this, Hong Qi suddenly gave a sad smile: "for more than 40 years, she still doesn't want to have any intersection with me."
"She? Who is it? "
Jiang Chen actually has a bellyful of question marks. He looks at Hong Qi with doubts and asks, "where are you? The doorplate said it was a scissors shop, but I didn't see a pair of scissors when I came in, let alone anything related to scissors.
What's more, it's like an ordinary family, and it's not like a normal place for storing things. How can there be such things as 1-size and 2-size? "
Listening to his questions one after another, Hong Qi gave a dumb smile: "that person asked you not to talk more, but you asked so many questions one after another. Do you think I should answer them or cooperate with that person to choose silence?"
"I..." Jiang Chen immediately stopped speaking.
He remembered her words, but when he came in, he was full of curiosity.
Hong Qi looks at him and then walks towards the main room.
Pushing the door in, he stopped at the door and said, "come in."
Jiang Chen follows closely and goes, have innumerable to write the cabinet of number to come into view as soon as entering the door.
Just as he was dazzled, Hong Qi went to the left and gently twisted the vase in the lattice. Suddenly, the lotus mark on the ground rose slowly.
"Mechanism skill?" Jiang Chen picks eyebrows.
With a smile, Hong Qi goes to the lotus platform and presses a raised brick next to it.
Then, a scene that made Jiang Chen even more surprised appeared