The layout of the hotels in Luzhen is different from elsewhere: it is a large square
counter in the street, with hot water in the cabinet, which can be warmed at any time.
Those who work, leave work in the afternoon and evening, and usually spend four
pennies of copper to buy a bowl of wine—this was more than twenty years ago,
and now each bowl will rise to ten pennies—by standing outside the cabinet
After a hot drink, if you spend more, you can buy a dish of salt to cook bamboo
shoots, or fennel beans, and make a drink. If you go to a dozen, you can buy
a dish of amaranth, but these customers Most of them are short gangs, which
may not be so generous. Only those who wear long gowns are allowed to enter
the house next to the storefront, ask for wine and vegetables, and sit down slowly.
I have been a buddy at the Xianheng Hotel in Zhenkou since I was twelve years
old, and the shopkeeper said that I was too stupid to be able to wait for the
long-sleeved patrons to do something outside. The patrons of the outerwear,
although easy to talk to, have a lot of clutter. They often have to watch the yellow
wine scoop out from the jar, see if there is water in the bottom of the pot, and
see if the pot is placed in hot water, and then rest assured: under this serious
supervision, it is difficult to simmer the water. So after a few days, the shopkeeper
said that I couldn't do it. Fortunately, the recommendation was so emotional that
he could not be dismissed, so he switched to a boring post dedicated to warm wine.
I have been standing at the counter all day since then, in charge of my duties.
Although there is nothing wrong, I always feel a bit tedious and boring.
The shopkeeper has a fierce face, and the patrons don't have a good voice.
They can't teach people to be lively; only when Kong Yiji arrives at the shop
can he laugh a few times, so he still remembers it.
Kong Yiji is the only person standing in a gown while drinking. He was tall
and big; he had a pale complexion, and often had scars between his wrinkles;
a matted gray beard. Although it was a long shirt, it was dirty and torn. It
seemed that it had not been repaired or washed for more than ten years.
He speaks to people, and is always full of people, making people half understand.
Because of his surname Kong, others took a nickname for Kong Yiji from the
half-understandable words of "Shangren Kong Yiji" on the red paper. As soon as Kong Yiji
arrived at the store, all the drinkers looked at him and laughed, and some cried,
"Kong Yiji, you have new scars on your face!" He didn't answer and said to the cabinet,
"Wen two bowls of wine , Ask for a plate of fennel beans. " They yelled deliberately
again, "You must have stolen people's things again!" Kong Yiji opened his eyes wide
and said, "Why are you so innocent and innocent ..." "What innocence? I saw you
steal the day before yesterday." He ’s books are hanging. ”Kong Yiji blushed, and the
blue streaks on his forehead burst out, arguing,“ Stealing a book ca n’t be considered
as stealing a book ... The reader ’s affairs can be considered stealing. What? ”It is
difficult to understand successively, what“ gentleman is solid ”, what“ everyone ”,
etc. , make everyone laugh: the inside and outside of the store is full of cheerful air.
After listening to other people's discussions, Kong Yiji had read a book before, but
he did n’t go to school and did n’t make a living. So he got poorer and worse and
was about to ask for food. Fortunately, I wrote a good word, and copied a book for
others, eating a bowl of rice. It is a pity that he has another bad temper, which is to
drink and do it lazily. Within a few days of sitting, people and books and papers
disappeared. If it was several times, no one told him to copy. Kong Yiji had no way to
avoid stealing by accident. But in our shop, he behaves better than others, that is,
he never owes money. Although there is occasionally no cash, it is temporarily
recorded on the powder plate, but it will be paid off within one month, and Kong Yiji
is wiped from the powder plate. name.
After Kong Yiji drank half a bowl of wine, his flushed complexion gradually
restored, and the others asked again, "Kong Yiji, do you really know the word?"
Kong Yiji looked at the person asking him, showing a disdainful expression.
They went on to say, "Why can't you even get half a show?" Kong Yiji
immediately showed anxiety in Tong Tang, a gray layer on his face, and some
words in his mouth; this time it was all about the people Some things don't
understand. At this time, everyone laughed: the inside and outside of the store
was full of cheerful air."A little bit more? Not too much."
On several occasions, the neighbours heard laughter and hurriedly surrounded
Kong Yiji. He gave them one each. After eating the beans, the child was still there,
his eyes were looking at the plate. Kong Yi was panicked, spread his five fingers
to cover the dish, and bent down to say, "No more, I'm not much anymore." He
stood up and looked at the beans again, shaking his head and saying, "No more!
Huh? Not too many. "So the children dispersed in laughter.
Kong Yiji is such a joyous person, but without him, others will do the same.
One day, about two or three days before the Mid-Autumn Festival, the shopkeeper
was slowly checking out, taking off the fan board, and suddenly saying, "Kong Yiji
hasn't come for a long time. He still owes nineteen money!" I also think he does It's
been a long time. A drinker said, "Why did he come? ... He discounted his legs." The
shopkeeper said, "Oh!" "He is still stealing. This time, he was dazed and stole to
Ding Juren's house. Did he steal anything from his family? "" How about it later? "
" How about? I wrote the argument first, then beat it, hit it in the middle of the night,
and then discounted my legs. "" What later? "" Later The legs have been discounted. "
" How about the discount? "" What? ... Who knows? Xu is dead. "The shopkeeper no
longer asked, still calculating his account slowly.
After the Mid-Autumn Festival, the autumn wind is cooler day by day, look at the
beginning of winter; I have to wear cotton jackets all the time by the fire. The second
half of the day, without a customer, I sat with my eyes closed. Suddenly I heard a
voice, "Warm a bowl of wine." Although the voice was extremely low, it was familiar.
No one was watching. Standing up and looking out, the Kong Yiji sat under the
counter, sitting against the threshold. His face was dark and thin, and he was no
longer in good shape; he wore a broken jacket, crossed his legs, padded a purse
underneath, and hung it on his shoulders with a straw rope. He met me and said,
"Wen a bowl of wine. "The shopkeeper also extended his head and said," Have Kong Yiji?
You still owe nineteen money! "Kong Yiji answered Tang Yang, very surprised."
This ... pay off next time. This time is cash, The wine is better. "The shopkeeper
is still the same as usual, smiled and said to him," Kong Yiji, you stole something
again! "But he didn't quite distinguish this time, just said" Don't make fun! "
" Make fun? If you don't steal, why would you break your leg? "Kong Yiji whispered,"
Broken, fell, fell ... "His wink was like begging the shopkeeper, don't mention it again.
Several people had gathered at this time, and they all laughed with the shopkeeper.
I warmed the wine, took it out, and put it on the threshold. He found four large sums
of money from the torn bag and put it in my hand. When he saw that his hands were
full of mud, he came with this hand. After a while, after drinking, he was sitting and
walking slowly with his hand in the laughter of others.
Since then, Kong Yiji has not been seen for a long time. At the end of the year, the
shopkeeper took off the fan board and said, "Kong Yiji still owes nineteen money!"
To the Dragon Boat Festival of the second year, he said, "Kong Yiji still owes nineteen
money!" I didn't see him at the Nianguan.
I haven't seen it until now-about Kong Yiji is indeed dead.