Affected by the "Nanjing Incident", several major concessions in Shanghai have imposed martial law, fearing that the Northern Expedition soldiers stationed here would also burn, kill and loot. Foreigners were all frightened and hid at home all day long and refused to come out. As a result, the shops in the concessions were closed.
The amount is greatly reduced.
Only the barber shop is full every day, and its profits have soared more than ten times than usual.
Shanghai, Yileye Barber Shop.
The women waiting for a haircut had lined up outside the store, and there were occasional pushes and arguments. An employee brought out a stool, stepped on it and shouted loudly: "Don't crowd, don't crowd! Customers who want a haircut, please wait in line first."
Good team, get your number plates in turn."
The number plate was very crudely made, just a piece of paper with a seal. Over the course of the morning, the number of numbers issued by the clerk had actually reached more than 200, and it is estimated that they will not be able to cut them all this week.
The newspaper described the grand event of hair cutting in Shanghai like this: "Since last month, the weather in Shanghai has been renewed. Women with a slightly newer mind and enlightened intelligence have all cut off their hair one after another, especially those who have broken away from their troubles. Walking on the road
, Sixty-seven out of ten women are born in the Year of the Duck..."
In the past, women would charge about 4 cents to 8 cents for a haircut. But recently, a haircut costs at least 1 yuan. Some barber shops even charge 1 yuan and 2 cents. Even with the price increase, they are still busy.
This wave of hair cutting will soon spread to Nanjing, with countless barber shops popping up like mushrooms after a rain, and even the phenomenon of "three steps and one barber shop" appearing on the streets. Here in Shanghai, someone even established a women's barbering college -
—Well, Lan Xiang and New Oriental in the Republic of China era.
Tan Yanqiu is a student at the Chinese and Western Girls' School. She and several classmates in her class have been waiting for four days.
"No. 154!" the clerk shouted.
Tan Yanqiu looked at the number in her hand and said with emotion: "Oh, it's finally our turn. It's so difficult to cut hair now."
"Yanqiu, what hairstyle are you going to get?" asked classmate Chen Biyun.
"I think the 'Ling Ming Hui Style' is particularly beautiful." Tan Yanqiu said.
Other female classmates laughed and said, "I'm also going to do the 'Ling Ming Hui' style."
So the atmosphere in Shanghai is open and fashionable. In just half a month, more than ten short hair styles have been developed, which have become a capital for women to compete for beauty.
As for Liming Hui, she is a popular movie star nowadays. She has had her hair cut short since she was a child, like a tomboy. In order to put a fashionable label on the new hairstyle, the barber shop specially named one of the hairstyles "Lei Liming style".
"Put out the newspaper! The latest issue of the "Good Friends" pictorial."
The newspaper delivery boy came in with a thick stack of newspapers, more than ten copies, all of which were provided for guests to read for free.
Chen Biyun quickly stood up and grabbed two copies. Before she could sit down, she was staring at the cover of the pictorial and was so shocked that she was speechless.
"Is there any big news?" Tan Yanqiu asked.
"See for yourself." Chen Biyun blushed.
The female students gathered around her, and their reactions were similar to Chen Biyun's, with expressions of surprise and shyness on their faces.
"Gosh!"
"The cover of the pictorial is so bold."
"Shameless."
"What is this foreign woman wearing? A new-style vest?"
"It looks very beautiful."
"..."
There were exclamations and comments in the barber shop. Although they were brave enough to cut their hair short, they were reluctant to talk about their more private breasts.
Tan Yanqiu stared at the cover of the pictorial again and again, and couldn't help but feel a hint of envy in her heart. At the moment, she was wearing a small vest and a bra wrapped around her chest. Her chest was often strangled and tight. It would be great if she could wear this kind of underwear.
The women couldn't wait to open the pictorial, and there were several sets of underwear photos inside, some with lace, some with embroidery, some with hollow patterns... These were not underwear, they were clearly works of art.
Then there was another popular science report, describing the various harmful effects of corsets, which frightened the woman in the barber shop.
"Hey, Mr. Zhou's article!" Chen Biyun exclaimed.
Tan Yanqiu quickly looked down and found Zhou Hexuan's name. She also hand-copied "The Rise of the Great Powers" last year and was very familiar with Zhou Hexuan, but this article in her hand was very embarrassing to read.
The title is very bold - "China needs healthy big breasts"!
The article begins with a review of Chinese history, starting with pictures and murals of ladies in the Tang and Song dynasties, and concludes that women in the Tang and Song dynasties do not need to be corseted. Even the portraits of the Empress Dowager of the Song Dynasty reveal their breasts. The article then compares the Ming and Qing dynasties in China, as well as
In the Middle Ages in the West, it was believed that the bad habits of corseting and waist-binding in China and the West were the persecution of women by feudal patriarchal ideas.
Finally, he said that it is not without reason that the Japanese call the Chinese the "sick men of East Asia." The original function of female breasts is to nurture offspring, but Chinese women's breast binding leads to breast deformities and unhealthy development, which will seriously affect the growth of Chinese children.
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Zhou Hexuan shouted at the end of the article: "China needs big breasts, and Chinese women should practice the doctrine of big breasts. Only healthy big breasts can nurture healthy children and cultivate healthy citizens."
"Mr. Zhou really dares to say anything."
"I think what he said makes sense."
"Do you dare to show your breasts?"
"I think I'm afraid my family won't agree."
"These underwear are so beautiful, I plan to buy one to wear secretly at home."
"..."
The women in the barber shop were talking a lot. Since they were eager to cut their hair, they must be more open-minded and agreed with Zhou Hexuan's remarks.
After all the students had their hair cut, Tan Yanqiu suddenly said: "Since we have all had our hair cut, why don't we try to enlarge our breasts? Women's liberation must be more complete! I am going to buy underwear now, who wants to go with me?"
"
"I go!"
"I am coming too!"
"..."
Most of the female students raised their hands to sign up, but a small number remained silent.
Tan Yanqiu quickly found the "Mei Kou Underwear Store" according to the address published in the pictorial. They were a little embarrassed at first, but when they saw that the employees in the store were all women, they immediately put aside their worries and rushed into the store one by one to choose styles.
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After buying the underwear, Tan Yanqiu couldn't wait to return home. She untied her bra and put on her underwear. She felt relaxed and free.
During dinner in the evening, her father, Tan Yaozhang, stared at her hair for a few times and said displeased: "You didn't even tell me about your haircut?"
"All the students have their hair cut." Tan Yanqiu lowered her head and responded, sitting down low and using the edge of the table to block her breasts.
"A daughter's family should look like a daughter's family. It's not appropriate to have her hair cut like a man's!" Tan Yaozhang said in a very dissatisfied tone.
Tan Yanqiu retorted: "Mr. Jiang's wife also has short hair, and the dean of our school also has short hair."
Now that the Northern Expeditionary Army is in power, Tan Yaozhang is no longer in a position to make reactionary remarks. He slapped the table and said, "Sit up straight, and eat with dignity. Stooping over and hunching over is a sign of lack of tutoring!"
Tan Yanqiu quickly sat up straight with her chest stretched out.
"You, you, you...you also let go of your breasts?" Tan Yaozhang was trembling with anger.
Tan Yanqiu used Zhou Hexuan as a shield: "Zhou Hexuan is a great scholar. His call for women to open their breasts must be reasonable."
Tan Yaozhang inquired about the situation and asked his servant to bring back a copy of the "Good Friends" pictorial the next day. He couldn't help but stare at the cover a few more times before he found Zhou Hexuan's article to read. He was filled with indignation and slapped the table and cursed: "
Zhou Hexuan is a scumbag!"
Tan Yaozhang was also a well-established scholar. He had been a member of the Provincial Council a few years ago. He immediately wrote an article to denounce: "There are four literary monsters in Shanghai today. One is Zhang Jingsheng who advocates ***, and the other is Li Jinhui who sings about drizzle.
The third is Liu Haisu who clamors for being naked, and the fourth is Zhou Hexuan who sells bellybands in newspapers..."
