"Haha, what a coincidence, sister Mingzhu. Bu Ping has just left for less than half a day and you bumped into me. What a coincidence!" Zhang Ziyang said with a hint of meaning in his words, high-fiving and laughing.
"Zhang Ziyang, you still have the nerve to talk, and you still have the nerve to be funny?" Yuan Mingzhu pointed at Ziyang's nose.
"What's wrong with me? I don't even have this right anymore...ah?"
Zhang Ziyang was confused. He thought to himself that I didn't do anything bad. I didn't lead Lu Ming on any evil path. I just did good things all day long and didn't receive any praise. Why didn't I have the nerve to talk funny?
"I'm not telling you, how about you talk about some personal hygiene from now on?" Mingzhu said straight to the point.
"Personal hygiene? I'm pretty good. I shower every day and change clothes every two days." Zhang Ziyang looked at himself up and down, and there was nothing wrong with him.
He had just taken a shower this morning and changed into clothes. His hair was combed meticulously, and his leather shoes were polished. Although his suit was not as expensive as Lu Ming's, it was still passable, at least there were no wrinkles.
"How can you let people in and live in your house? The smell inside kills people. Did you really kill people in there?" Mingzhu said angrily.
"Ah, you went to my house? How did you get in? I don't usually live there, of course... it's not very clean." Zhang Ziyang seemed to be frightened, and he quickly pushed away and winked at Lu Ming.
"Ask him, of course I followed him. Is your excuse useful?" Yuan Mingzhu pointed at Lu Ming.
Lu Ming felt a little embarrassed, as if he was the one who did the wrong thing instead of Zhang Ziyang: "We went there yesterday to avoid the Qinggang people."
"Hey, Lu Ming, you're not very funny. You went to my house and you didn't tell me. Why are you hiding from those scumbags from the Qing Gang?" Zhang Ziyang couldn't figure out what was going on.
"I can't explain it in a few words. Anyway, we hid in your house yesterday and almost got smoked to death. It was, well, a bit like a crime scene." Lu Ming said, holding back a laugh.
This is a great opportunity to repair Zhang Ziyang, and of course he will not miss it.
"When we went in and took a look, we thought there had been a murder here, and we almost called the police. But then we thought it was wrong. This is the apartment of the great detective Zhang Ziyang, so we forgot about it." Yuan Mingzhu sang along with Lu Ming.
It's true that Zhang Ziyang hasn't returned to his home for a while, and he has no idea what his home is like, but thinking about the pile of dirty clothes and broken wine bottles he threw in the house, the smell in the house will definitely not be much better, but it won't be bad either.
It became a crime scene.
There was a burst of despair in his heart. He never thought that Yuan Mingzhu would follow Lu Ming to his house. He never allowed outsiders to set foot in his house. No one knew where the Shanghai Detective appeared in the morning and night. If he knew that these two people would
If you go, be sure to find a bunch of people in advance to clean the house inside and out.
"Sister Mingzhu has provoked someone from the Qinggang. Brother will help you kill him later." Zhang Ziyang slapped the gun on his waist, changing the subject quite well.
"Liu San is so cruel." Yuan Mingzhu said with a smile.
"Ah? Why should you touch someone who is hard to touch?" Zhang Ziyang was discouraged.
Fortunately for others, he didn't dare to touch Liu Sanhen. He was a major contributor to the Qing Gang, and touching him would be like slapping the Qing Gang in the face.
"You don't have to worry about this matter. The Sheng family has already settled it for us." Lu Ming said with a smile.
"What's going on? Generally speaking, Liu San doesn't take the initiative to cause trouble?"
"We didn't provoke Liu Sanhen. It was Cao Boren who provoked us. We beat him up, so we provoked Liu Sanhen in disguise." Lu Ming said.
Lu Ming briefly told what happened yesterday.
"No, you are not being righteous. How could you not bring me with you for such a fun thing?" Zhang Ziyang was beaming when he heard this, but he also felt great regret that he could not fight side by side with Lu Ming.
"I'm going to have tea with them, why would I take you with me? Wouldn't that make sense become unreasonable?" Lu Ming said.
"That's right, I even forgot that I was still wearing this suit of leather." Zhang Ziyang nodded.
Fights between gangs, whether it is a trivial matter or a bloody affair, are not allowed to involve the power of the government and the police. This is a consensus among the gangs to prevent anyone from using the authority of the government and police to bully each other.
While the three of them were talking, the waiter drove Zhang Ziyang's Chevrolet and parked it in front of them.
Zhang Ziyang greeted Lu Ming and the others to get in the car, and then sat in the driver's seat.
"Oh, Zhang Ziyang, have you become rich? The cars are running now?" Mingzhu said in surprise.
"This is the police station's official bus. Whoever has something to do will drive it. In fact, whoever grabs it drives it. I'm not performing official duties." Zhang Ziyang said with a smile.
At that time, not many people in Shanghai had cars, so chartering a car was more respectable. Being able to rent a rickshaw as a private car was already a very prestigious thing.
However, Lu Ming never took a rickshaw. He thought it was enslaving people. Since they all have legs, why would they let others drag him around when he couldn't walk?
He didn't buy a car either. Normally he could afford a Chevrolet. The price of a Volkswagen like this was less than a thousand dollars, which was less than three thousand dollars.
But he still likes to walk. If the distance is too far, he will take a tram or a taxi. He has no regrets about enslaving horses. The egalitarianism he agrees with that everyone is equal has not yet been extended to horses.
Sometimes he would call a taxi when there was an emergency, but there were so few taxis on the market that you had to make a reservation to be sure. The situation of waving for a taxi could only be seen on the movie screen at that time.
"Hey, do you think we should buy a car? Don't buy something too expensive, just like this car." Yuan Mingzhu poked Lu Ming with her elbow and said.
"Okay, if you like it, we'll buy it." Lu Ming said bravely, but what he had in mind was not very good.
Because Ning Xiner often takes Mingzhu out for rides, and occasionally tries to drive her. Today, when she met Zhang Ziyang driving again, she felt itchy in her heart, wishing she had a car of her own.
Yuan Mingzhu has been begging her family to buy her a car for some time, but her parents, who have always been obedient to her, have not agreed, saying that she is crazy enough not to drive. If they buy her a car, she will not be crazy enough.
go.
"You should buy a car, especially if you are unfair, how can you not have a car as a detective?" Zhang Ziyang said while driving.
"You want Lu Ming to buy a car so you can drive it when you have nothing to do, right?" Yuan Mingzhu hummed.
"Haha, Mingzhu is so smart, he guessed my thoughts right away." Zhang Ziyang said with a smile.
"Let's talk about it. I'll go to the car dealership one day to take a look." Lu Ming said vaguely.
Car dealerships sell cars. Generally speaking, they do not have them in stock and require reservations. After the buyer pays a certain amount of deposit, the dealership ships the cars from the United States. The same goes for German cars, British cars, and Italian cars. However, British cars are too expensive than those in the United States.
The car is several times more expensive.
In the 1820s and 1930s, in major international cities such as Peking, Shanghai, and Guangzhou, the most popular cars on the roads were relatively high-quality and low-priced American cars.
"Which car dealership are you going to? If you want to buy one, just ask my elder brother to get one. The price is cheap." Mingzhu said proudly.
"Smuggling?" Lu Ming asked.
"What is smuggling? It sounds so ugly. Isn't it just not paying taxes?" Mingzhu said.
Lu Ming and Zhang Ziyang both laughed. Isn't it smuggling if imported goods are not paid to the customs? She said it so impassionedly.
"Don't worry. With my big brother protecting you, no one in Shanghai dares to check the whereabouts of your car." Mingzhu said carelessly.
In fact, even if no one was guarding them, no one would dare to stop the car. There were only so many cars in Shanghai at that time, and most of them were driven by foreigners. Those who owned cars in the local area were wealthy people with a good reputation and status. How could a patrolman cause trouble?
"How about it? If you agree, I'll tell my elder brother." Mingzhu said eagerly.
"Okay, just ask your elder brother to get you one, and I'll pay for it. Don't buy a Chevrolet, just buy the Pontiac your elder brother drives." Lu Ming said with a smile.
Mingzhu's attitude was not to ask Lu Ming to buy a car, but she was clearly asking him to give it away.
"Okay, when the car is bought, I will be your driver." Mingzhu was so happy that she almost jumped out of the car.
Lu Ming thought about it and thought that he had never bought any expensive gifts for Mingzhu. She had no shortage of clothes and jewelry. It was reasonable to buy her a car for fun.
He had never thought about buying a car before because he was a little embarrassed because he had been spending his parents' money. Now the Sheng family has given him 20,000 yuan at a time. This is a huge sum of money. He can spend it freely.
, spent on the pearl, of course it is spent on the blade.
"Which one do you think is better, Chevrolet or Pontiac? I heard that Chevrolet is more famous than Pontiac in the United States." Zhang Ziyang asked.
"In fact, they are almost the same. Chevrolet depends on the year of production and model. There are also high-end models. Pontiac is a new car and has just been launched, so the price is naturally higher. The main reason is that Pontiac has a small production volume, so everyone
I think Pontiac is better." Lu Ming said.
After studying in the United States for six years, he has a natural understanding of the American automobile industry. He even went to Detroit General Motors to see it. The car he drove in the United States was also a Chevrolet, which he disposed of as a second-hand car when he returned home.
Zhang Ziyang drove to a restaurant they frequented. It mainly sells Huaiyang cuisine. Yuan Mingzhu likes this place the best. Lu Ming's taste for food is not afraid of hot and sour food. He can also eat pickled pancakes when he is really hungry. Zhang Ziyang
When it comes to food and drink, they are much more particular about it. Shanghai Xiaokai’s mentality is palpable.
Zhang Ziyang had a thousand yuan given by Lu Ming in his pocket, and he suddenly felt full of energy. He came here not only to treat Lu Ming and Yuan Mingzhu to a good meal, but also because he had more than 100 yuan in debt here.
Yuan, just in time to settle the account while I have money.
When the waiter in the restaurant saw the three people coming in, he came up to greet them enthusiastically and led the three people into a private room without any instructions. This was almost Zhang Ziyang's exclusive private room, and he did have this qualification according to his status in Shanghai.
The dishes ordered by several people are basically the same. The menu of this restaurant has been fixed for a long time, and the dishes they like to eat are basically the same.
"Are there crabs?" Yuan Mingzhu asked the waiter.
"Of course, they are authentic Yangcheng Lake hairy crabs. They are very fat. They were just shipped this morning."
"How much does it cost per pound?" Yuan Mingzhu asked.
"Don't worry about the price, just give me ten kilograms first." Zhang Ziyang waved his hand.
"You better tell me if you're young, crabs cost one yuan and twenty cents per catty," the waiter said with a smile.
In the early years of the Republic of China, the yuan referred to specifically refers to the ocean. The silver coins issued at that time were one yuan, five jiao, also called half yuan, and one jiao and two jiao. The most famous one was the one yuan silver dollar, which was commonly known as Yuan Datou among the people.