Me! The dark horse of the Siheyuan, my wife Chen Xueru

Just imagine, with an average of more than 200 kilograms of food per capita, and each person only having to ounces of food per day, it would be strange if they didn't starve.

If the distribution is slightly uneven, it can be fatal. "I will try my best to pay attention to the problem you mentioned."

The big boss nodded, a little puzzled, "From what you said, something is going to happen in the next few years, bro."

"Drought, unprecedented drought." Yang Muzi said solemnly. "This...

The big boss and Yang Zhengcheng didn't know how to respond.

What Yang Muzi said was too abstruse, involving metaphysics, which was totally beyond their understanding.

After pondering for a long time, Yang Zhengcheng asked cautiously: "Brother, is your words reliable? How do you know it is a severe drought?"

Yang Muzi: "A year's plan starts with spring, and a day's plan starts with the morning. Squirrels jump in Huangshan, and spring arrives early at midnight. Rat is the first of the zodiac signs, and spring is the first of the seasons.

Ten worries are hard to bear in the Year of the Rat and the Pig, Jiazi brings good harvest but Gengzi brings chaos. "

"don't know!"

The two were confused and shook their heads.

Yang Muzi said bluntly: "In the year of Gengzi, there will be a great disaster." In the year of Gengzi...

The big leader seemed to be thinking about something.

In 1840, the year of Gengzi, the Eagle Kingdom launched an aggressive war. The previous dynasty, which had been closed to the outside world, was defeated in the war and the entire country suffered serious losses. From then on, a century-long history of humiliation began.

In 1900, the year of Gengzi, the Eight-Nation Alliance launched an aggressive war, marched all the way into the capital, burned, killed, looted, committed all kinds of atrocities, and signed a treaty that was humiliating and detrimental to the country. The national humiliation has not been absolved to this day.

It is now 1956, and the next Gengzi Year is not far away.

Yang Muzi is a person of later generations. He knew about the three-year severe drought in 1960, and he also knew about the raging epidemic in 2020, the Year of the Rat.

2.7 Yang Zhengcheng smiled bitterly: "Brother, what you said is too mysterious. How can we believe you?"

Yang Muzi thought for a moment and said: "This year we will have our own cars and fighter jets. The results of these two things will be seen in July this year."

"this..."

The big boss and Yang Zhengcheng were stunned. This statement made things even more mysterious.

Cars and fighter jets are under development. This is a state secret. Even the top leaders are not very clear about the secrets. They only know that they are under development.

Yang Muzi had no way of knowing that if his language was really accurate, then he really had to be believed.

Leave the courtyard.

The two got into the car, and Yang Zhengcheng joked, "Brother, I can't see through my brother any more. What do you think of him?"

The leader said solemnly: "A tiger lies in the mountains listening to the howling wind, and a dragon lies in the shallows watching the tides."

Time flies, and several months have passed in the blink of an eye.

The big boss was working in his office when a guard ran over with a newspaper.

"Commander, Commander, good news." "This..."

The big boss picked up the newspaper and was stunned.

On July 1956, 7, my country's first batch of Jiefang brand cars were successfully trial-produced...

A few more days passed.

"Commander, please read the newspaper."

On July 1956, 7, my country's first jet aircraft made its maiden flight successfully...

"Hiss——" Yang Muzi was right about both things.

We will soon have our own cars and planes, both of which will come to fruition in July.

The words spoken a few months ago were still fresh in his mind, and the leader couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

After a long while, the senior leader picked up the phone and said, "Xiao Liu, please remind all departments to pay attention to this year's grain exports...

In early August, the sun was scorching.

During the day, Yang Muzi went to Panggezhuang and bought a Wanli cabinet made of golden nanmu wood from a farmer's home. The entire cabinet was made of through-root wood, and the whole body was golden old huanghuali material.

We chatted at the farmer's house for a whole day and it was already afternoon when we returned.

Yang Muzi was in high spirits and started to walk around the city. When night fell, he unknowingly came to the Eight Great Hutongs.

At the entrance of Baishun Hutong, a woman wearing textile factory clothes leaned against the wall and waved to him.

"Brother, come in and play for a while."

"Um?"

Yang Muzi was stunned. This is the Eight Great Hutongs, which was once synonymous with red-light districts and willow alleys.

Speaking of the Eight Great Hutongs in the past, they were even more prosperous than Tianqiao.

The Eight Great Hutongs, as the name suggests, means eight alleys.

Everyone in Beijing knows that this is the Eight Alleys where the sex trade takes place.

It is located north of Xizhushikou Street and south of Tieshuxie Street. From west to east, they are: Baishun Hutong, Yanzhi Hutong,

Hanjia Hutong, Shaanxi Lane, Shitou Hutong, Wangguangfu Diagonal Street, Zhujia Hutong, and Lishamao Hutong.

There are numerous alleys in the old city, but these eight alleys are famous both at home and abroad.

Especially in the early Qing Dynasty, many officials reveled here every night and were reluctant to leave.

There are even folk rumors that Emperor Qianlong had visited prostitutes here, but it is impossible to verify whether the rumor is true or not.

Who could believe that this dark and cramped pink alley would be located on the central axis of the capital, right across from the ancient city that stands tall and symbolizes imperial power.

Rather than saying that she was intoxicated by the world of luxury, it would be better to say that she was just a pitiful plaything under the imperial power.

In fact, the "Eight Great Hutongs" mentioned by the people of Beijing did not refer to these eight alleys in general, but included all the alleys outside the eight alleys, covering hundreds of brothels.

It’s just that the prostitutes in these eight alleys back then were all first-rate and of relatively high class, hence the name.

Little did people know that although the Eight Great Hutongs were famous, the prostitutes there lived a life worse than pigs and dogs.

The reason is simple. Ba Tiao Hutong is too famous and the business is so good that it leads to serious internal competition. Anyone with any influence wants to get a piece of the pie here.

As the only "workers", their profits are exploited to a pitiful level.

Someone has done statistics on the prostitutes in the eight most famous alleys in the Republic of China.

It costs twelve dollars for each guest to come.

Among them, one dollar was given to the concubine, one dollar was given to the waiter, five dollars was given to the boss, and five dollars was given to the madam.

That's right, all the twelve dollars were divided up by these non-staff members. The prostitutes were paid by their bosses, fifty cents a time. The trampled youth and dignity seemed so cheap at this time. In 1949, the new country was established. The government did not allow prostitutes to be everywhere and the underworld to run rampant.

The largest-scale anti-gang and anti-pornography campaign was carried out.

As mentioned in the previous article, all the evil forces in the Tianqiao area, led by the Four Tyrants, were wiped out.

At the same time, the Eight Great Hutongs were cleaned up inside and out.

In the end, the homeless prostitutes did not leave, but stayed in the Bada Hutongs and underwent ideological transformation.

In addition, they have to pay for their medical treatment. There are too many sick prostitutes. According to investigation, 96% of them have syphilis.

There were no human rights in the old society. People were not given medical treatment when they were sick and were forced to "work" while sick.

These "workers" living at the bottom of society have long been exploited to the point of being numb and indifferent.

This anti-pornography campaign allowed them to undergo a thorough transformation.

After the reform, their physical and mental health returned to normal, and they lived the lives of ordinary people. Most of them were sent to work in factories.

The place where they live is still the Eight Great Hutongs.

It is inevitable that some people will return to their old businesses, but they dare not open them with the same fanfare as before and instead work secretly late at night.

Some young ladies work during the day and become their own pimps when they come back at night, so they don't interfere with either.

Of course, this is only a minority.

"Brother, come over and play for a while!" Seeing that Yang Muzi didn't say anything, the young lady shouted again.

Yang Muzi looked at her. She was about twenty-four or twenty-five, with a pretty face and a charm between her eyebrows that girls from ordinary families did not possess.

"How much?" "Two dollars!" Yang Muzi became interested...

Speaking of this city, I have visited every corner of it since I traveled through time.

The only thing is that these eight alleys have never been visited because of the criticism they have received.

Since someone has invited us sincerely, how can we let them down?

"lead the way!"

"Hey

Yang Muzi followed the young lady and walked into the dark alley...

The place where the young lady lives is also a courtyard. The yard is not big and there are other residents.

"Brother, please sit down first!"

The young lady smiled charmingly and began to unbutton her clothes. Her movements were so skillful that it was astonishing. By the time Yang Muzi reacted, all the buttons were unbuttoned.

"and many more!"

Yang Muzi stopped the young lady who was about to take off her clothes. "What's wrong?"

"No hurry, just chat for a while." "Just chat?" "Chat first." "Okay."

The young lady was speechless. She had never seen such a strange guest.

Which guest is not anxious when he arrives? No one comes here to chat.

Could it be that this big brother has some special hobby? The young lady suddenly felt a little panicked. There are all kinds of people these days.

Yang Muzi walked around the house and found quite a few old items. Many bottles and jars were from the Republic of China. There was even a blue and white porcelain bowl from the late Qing Dynasty, but it was from a folk kiln and was not valuable. Yang Muzi didn't even look at it.

Finally, Yang Muzi's gaze fell on the big bed.

Taking a look under the light, I saw that the whole piece of red sandalwood was covered with stars, and some parts had already been patinated.

Good stuff, worthy of being called the Eight Great Hutongs!"

Yang Muzi was secretly surprised. This was definitely the place where a famous prostitute from the Qing Dynasty once lived.

Such objects can usually only be built by very wealthy landlords.

As for how he got here, it is unknown.

Yang Muzi has several such collections, but this is the first time he has seen one as big as this one.

"Is this bed yours?" "Of course."

The young lady was even more speechless. Why the hell are you studying my bed for no reason?

"Are you selling this bed?" "What do you mean?

The young lady frowned and said in some embarrassment: "Brother, we have to pay extra for open-air business."

Who asked you to work outdoors? Yang Muzi was speechless.

The young lady misunderstood and thought that I had to pull the bed out. Even if you can pull it out, I have to be willing to pull it out too.

"Um, don't get me wrong, I really want to buy a bed."

"Buy a bed?"

The young lady is numb.

You came to a brothel to buy a bed? Are you sick or am I sick? "Brother, don't be ridiculous!" "I'm not kidding, I'm really buying it!!!" "What's different about this bed?"

The young lady scratched her head. She had slept on this bed for nearly ten years. Apart from being sturdy, there seemed to be nothing special about it.

"Just tell me whether to sell it or not."

“Sell, sell, sell!”

The young lady quickly spoke up and said, "I dare to sell everything, but I dare not sell the bed."

"How much? You name a price."

The young lady fell into deep thought. It was her first time doing this kind of business and she didn’t know how much to ask for.

However, this brother seems to be quite rich, so we can’t ask for less.

"one hundred."

"make a deal!"

The young lady was stunned. Are you not going to bargain?

In her opinion, one hundred yuan is her salary for four or five months, of course not including extra income.

He wants so much money and he doesn't even pay back the price. He must be crazy.

Yang Muzi readily took out eleven big unity notes from his pocket and handed them over: "Well, I'll give you one hundred and one, and the extra ten is for chatting.

The bed is mine." "Okay, okay!"