Ning Weimin has never had such a comfortable meal!
From hot pot to chopped green onions, there is nothing that does not bring joy.
After eating and drinking, Ning Weimin's mouth was smooth and smooth with the mutton soup with a layer of oily starch and green coriander leaves.
His nasal cavity was also filled with puffs of flue-cured tobacco, making him feel as happy as a cloud.
Even his thoughts have changed a lot, almost subverting his original values.
Yes, life is meaningful only when there is oil and water in the belly.
Otherwise it is said that food is the most important thing for people, but the belly is located in the middle of a person.
This is life, this is the truth!
It does cost a bit, but the money is not unreasonably spent.
Not to mention that I should have spent it for Master.
Just like this mutton-shabu and mushroom mutton pot soup, they are destined to become extinct in the future.
That's probably no different from eating caviar and black truffles, and there's nothing to be unwilling to do.
But to be honest, don’t even look at the delicious food.
But there is still one step left before becoming a real little fairy.
Because in the words of Old Man Kang, your stomach is full, but you have to take another shower before it is complete.
Exiting the restaurant is Goldfish Alley.
Kang Shude and Ning Weimin crossed the street with a bag of butter fried cakes they bought from the "Fengfenggong" nearby, and headed straight to the west.
In fact, you don’t need to go far, just a few steps.
Because when you look up, you can see that at the northwest corner of the busy Bamiancao intersection, there is a front door with a high step. That is the bathhouse where the master and the apprentice are going - Tsinghua Garden.
Speaking of the bathhouse industry in Beijing, it has a long history.
As early as when Dadu was built in the Yuan Dynasty, there were bathhouses.
However, during the Yuan and Ming dynasties, only palaces, temples, and government offices had bathrooms, which were not accessible to the common people.
It was during the Qing Dynasty that the bathhouse industry in the capital really flourished.
Due to the emergence of private bathhouses, bathhouses are everywhere in the capital.
Especially at the end of the Qing Dynasty and the beginning of the Republic of China, not only were traditional bathhouses with ponds and Guantangs spread all over the capital, but also more comprehensive services such as scrubbing and pedicures were developed.
There are even "new bathhouses" built in the style of Shanghai and Hainan, with running water, boilers, electric lights, heaters, and fans.
This triggered a quite vigorous wave of industrial upgrading.
Since then, the capital's bathhouses have also been divided into "Beitang" and "Nantang".
Like the three-story brick-and-wood structure Tsinghua Garden Bathhouse at Bamiancao Intersection.
In the fifth year of the Republic of China (1916), Dong Mutang, a member of the Cao Kun military government, spent a huge amount of money to demolish the original "North Hall" - Dongxingyuan Bathhouse, and then rebuilt the "South Hall" in the style of a Western-style building in the Jinmen Concession.
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What’s more interesting is that it’s actually within a hundred steps of the residence of Ning Weimin and Old Man Kang.
There is also a two-story bathhouse with an equally loud name that is easily confused with this one - Qinghua Pool.
Yes, this is where the person who later talked about cross talk got his "Tsinghua" degree.
It's just that at this time, Qinghua Pool was still at its original location - north of Dongtou Road, Zhushikou.
That is, it is opposite Fengzeyuan Restaurant, and it has not yet been moved to Huguang Guild Hall.
It can be seen from this that the famous teacher in the universe, the "university scholar" who shook the world, was at most a graduate of the "Tsinghua" branch.
And it is very likely that his qualifications are shallow, and he may only be "roughly proficient in writing" after he is over 30 years old.
So when Ning Weimin walked to the door of the bathhouse and before he entered, he became happy when he saw the stone carving plaque with red letters on the white background.
Turn around and follow Kang Shu De Pian.
"Old man, look at this font size. It's quite a coincidence. Our door is Tsinghua Pond, and here is Tsinghua Garden. Isn't this confusing? I don't understand. These are all bathhouses, except for one big one.
Son, a little bit, what difference does it make?"
Unexpectedly, as soon as I asked for the exit, I was blocked.
"What's the other difference? Let me tell you, it's a big difference. It's like eating hotpot mutton. It's a 'one-stop' in Dashilan, but it's a 'sooner' here. Although it's similar, it's not the same.
One is a restaurant and the other is a restaurant. The same goes for the bathhouse, which is divided into three, six, and nine grades."
"Originally, the largest bathhouse in the capital was the Dongshengping Bathhouse on Yangmeishu Xiejie. Unfortunately, after the founding of the People's Republic of China, the government changed that place into the First Hotel. Therefore, this Tsinghua Garden is now the bathhouse with the best conditions and the largest area in the capital.
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"You see, this is a prosperous place in the city center, so this Tsinghua Garden is not only old, but it has always hosted bureaucrats and wealthy men from Dongcheng. Tsinghua Pool is incomparable."
"The Qinghua Pool in front of our house was a halal bathhouse. It was originally called 'Xiao Canglang' and was very small. It was not until the 1930s that the Ningxia warlord Ma Fuxiang bought the two buildings and converted them into a medium-sized bathhouse.
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"The customers who went there used to go south after visiting Dashilan and Bada Hutongs, or they went to the merchants who lived in the south. It was the same after liberation. All the people here were cultural people and officials, and only the traffickers were left in the south.
You're a pawn. Do you understand? The difference is that the location is different and the quality is different."
"Let me tell you this, I don't want to bring you here to save trouble. Of course I know that it is more convenient to eat hotpot mutton at Yilong and take a bath at Qinghua Pool than here. That's why I have to bring you here.
I came here just to open your eyes."
"It's hard to come out and spend money to enjoy yourself. If you want to eat, let's eat to make it comfortable. If you want to wash, let's take a good shower today. Right? Come on, come in with me. You treat me to a meal, and I'll treat you to a bath.
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Hey, the old man actually despised me.
But to be honest, Ning Weimin was really dissatisfied.
Who is he? What bath center have you never been to? What health care projects have you never experienced?
In order to settle the relationship, he also invited hundreds of thousands of guests to the most luxurious places with full suites.
He doesn't believe it anymore. Is there any room for him to open his eyes here?
Aren’t they all bathhouse boys? He understands the so-called old Beijing style!
So, while following Kang Shude inside, he kept mumbling.
"Old man, I admit that what you said is right. But it is precisely because this is Wangfujing and the location is so good that I am worried."
"Look here, there are so many people coming in and out. What if we have to wait to "take off the baskets" later? Do you want to wash it? There will be a long queue for us to wait for the bunks."
"I think it's better to go to the door of your house. If you have an acquaintance to take care of you, the waiting time will be shorter. Really, isn't it just a little bigger and a little smaller? What difference can there be..."
What Ning Weimin said was mainly that "bathing is difficult".
This problem is not only real, but also long-standing and deep-rooted.
Beginning in the 1950s, although the government tried its best to expand the pond and build new bathrooms, it still could not keep up with the expansion of the capital's population.
Except for large offices and factories that have internal baths, everyone else can only rely on the welfare bath tickets issued and the bath tickets purchased by themselves to go to public baths to solve the bathing problem.
This is equivalent to hundreds of bathhouses, responsible for millions of people in the capital.
In addition, the price of bathing is too low, and the bathing ticket price of 26 cents per bath remains unchanged all year round.
The operating conditions of the bathhouse industry are also quite embarrassing.
In fact, the more people take a shower, the more the government will pay, roughly 10 cents for each person who takes a shower.
This has resulted in limited financial resources in the industry and the inability to replace outdated equipment, which has also caused the industry to shrink and the number of existing bathhouses to be reduced.
You can imagine what the bathhouse will look like every weekend or holiday, especially at the end of the year.
Naturally it was overcrowded.
I often have to queue for an hour or two to take a shower.
It is precisely because of this that all bathhouses gradually began to "take off the bathhouse".
The bathhouse purchased a kind of basket used for picking rice in the south, so that people who didn't want to line up for a bunk could finish washing first and leave first.
But even so, there are still long queues in the bathhouses, especially in recent years when the educated youth have returned to the city, which has aggravated the situation.
That is to say, Aunt Bian's eldest son Bian Jianjun happened to be burning a boiler in Qinghuachi, and an acquaintance was taking care of him.
The neighbors in Courtyard No. 2 of Shan'er Hutong don't have to worry too much about taking a bath.
Therefore, it cannot be said that Ning Weimin's concerns are not justified at all.
Because people like Kang Shude who regard "bathing" as a hobby are reluctant to take off the bathtub no matter what.
But what Ning Weimin didn't expect was that the old man snorted a few times rather contemptuously and ignored him at all.
I walked straight past the shoe shine stall at the entrance, then entered the second door, and came to the window selling bathing tickets, and queued behind a queue of three or five people.
The most surprising thing was when buying tickets.
Ning Weimin was still rushing to pay fifty-two cents. Unexpectedly, the old man blocked his hand and handed him two yuan.
"Get a private room with two basins. Four tickets."
The person standing behind the old man couldn't help but let out an "ooh".