Siheyuan: I am a big capitalist after the founding of the People's Republic of China

Time flows by unknowingly like running water, making people unaware of the passage of time.

Parallel time and space.

In early summer of 1956, Li Zihang was riding his bicycle on his way home.

Looking at the eight major restaurants in the past, after a year and a half of transformation after the public-private partnership, he could no longer see the traces of the old society, where dignitaries and people came and went in and out of the restaurants.

The public-private partnership has been going on for almost two years. I heard from my old man that the public-private partnership would be ended in the entire city by mid-56 at the latest.

After this renovation, the Eighth Building no longer looks like it used to.

Half of it has been transformed from a new restaurant into a social restaurant, and the name has been changed to be very down-to-earth.

It’s either the People’s Hotel or the Public Canteen or something like that.

The other half was converted into a guesthouse. In the past, as long as you had some money in your pocket, no matter if you were a gangster or a high-ranking official, the shop assistants would greet you with a smile when they saw you enter.

It has been transformed into a guesthouse in modern times, haha~

Don't mention that you have money in your pocket, don't mention that you are a celebrity, it's all useless. If you don't have an official position, you can't even enter the door of these guesthouses.

Just recently, Li Zihang invited people to dinner, and I thought it was the same as before.

He walked into his own restaurant.

Unexpectedly, there was a security booth and a checkpoint several meters away from the restaurant's main entrance.

As soon as he reached the checkpoint, he was stopped by security personnel.

Ask them to show their IDs. My goodness, what IDs can a student like Li Zihang show? They don’t even recognize student IDs.

Those who were invited were all the old people from the past.

They don't have any identity or documents.

So the group of people, covered in dust and dirt, went to find another place to eat.

Nowadays, when inviting people to dinner, the most prestigious places are no longer the eight major restaurants of the past.

Those that have been converted into guesthouses are impassable, and those that have been converted into social restaurants have too rustic names and the service is not up to par.

The rich can’t appreciate it, and the poor can’t afford it.

The most impressive one is the Moscow Hotel which was recently built and nicknamed "Old Mo".

Lao Mo is not a place that ordinary people can enter.

They are used to entertain foreign guests or celebrities.

Compared with those guesthouses, there is also the Sijiucheng Hotel. If you are not an official of a certain level, you can't enter those places at all.

Lao Mo is more accommodating and regularly sends dining coupons to celebrities, which are equivalent to tickets.

Meals cost extra money. So many rich kids, second and third generation kids, would take their family's Lao Mo's meal coupons and go to Lao Mo to save face.

Of course, ordinary people have no chance to consume at Lao Mo, nor can they afford it.

Lao Mo's decoration style is purely Western and Eastern European, high-end and classy, ​​so that the second and third generations can have a high-consumption place to earn face.

In the past year, a circle unique to the era has emerged in Beijing.

That is the circle of gangsters.

What does that mean!

They are the young boys from wealthy official families, whose fathers are too busy to discipline them.

A bunch of second and third generation children from various big compounds formed cliques and competed with each other everywhere, from food to drink to daily necessities.

Whose father is a high-ranking official, whose father has killed the most enemies in the past, and whose father has more scars on his body.

This became a topic for them to compete with each other.

So he thought he was superior to others and, relying on his father's official career, he claimed to be a descendant of the noble red bloodline.

Thus, this kind of circle based on various compounds emerged.

Li Zihang personally infers that this kind of circle is the beginning period of the troublemakers of this era.

To use the most popular phrase in the rich and powerful circle this year, you haven't even been to Lao Mo, and you dare to call yourself the master?

This shows how high Lao Mo's status is in the gangster circle.

Of course, Li Zihang's family would also receive meal coupons from Lao Mo Restaurant regularly.

From then on, the place where he would invite people to dinner changed to Lao Mo.

There are also the former Eight Great Hutongs, where dilapidated old houses were demolished and rebuilt.

There are also people who demolished old houses and expanded roads to improve the city appearance.

The old archways and gatehouses were all dismantled and used as firewood.

The shops on both sides of the road used to be made of wood, but now most of them have been renovated with glass door cabinets.

The city has undergone a lot of changes in the past two years, and many modern buildings have been built.

The roads have been paved with cement and asphalt, and the old loess and stone roads have all disappeared.

There are only a few small alleys, and the peripheral areas are still paved with cobblestones. The old roads in the main urban area are no longer seen.

Li Zihang, who is already 12 years old, has grown to 1 meters in height.

In addition, he is mature and steady in his behavior, despite his immature and handsome face.

People who don't know him treat him like an adult.

While riding a bike on the street, I ran into an acquaintance on the street.

"Xiao Hang, your second brother and his gang are confronting a group of young men in the alley at the street corner again."

"Go and have a look~"

Li Zihang felt a little helpless, thinking about his second brother and Dasha, who had been treated so badly by their family members for more than half a year, and yet they still dared to go out and act like troublemakers.

"Got it, Aunt Liu. I'll go check it out right away."

He pedaled faster and soon arrived at the alley at the corner of the street.

All I saw were two gangs of young boys confronting each other.

One gang is headed by the children of the (military) compound, and the other gang is headed by the second brother Dasha, the second generation child of the (official) family.

He knew both gangs and had dealt with both gangs before.

The two gangs were in the alley, cursing at each other from time to time.

"Dasha, don't say such harsh words in front of me. If you lose today, just hand me Lao Mo's meal ticket with both hands."

"Otherwise, don't blame me for not following the rules."

Before Dasha could say anything, the second brother started to retort.

"Wu Erbala, don't call me a little master in front of me. You are so poor that you can only ask us for Lao Mo's meal coupons in this way. Why are you pretending to be a big shot?"

"A beggar should act like a beggar. If you say a few nice words to me, I might give you two meal coupons if I'm happy."

(Wu Erbala) His father was a senior officer in the army. He was injured on the battlefield and has a long scar on his face.

He took pride in this scar, so his son also called himself Erbala.

Wu Erbala, whose secrets were directly exposed by his second brother, felt a little embarrassed and wanted to save his face immediately.

When Li Zihang saw that the two gangs were about to fight, he stopped his bike at the entrance of the alley.

Sitting on the bicycle, he rang the bicycle bell.

Ding Ding Ding ~

Ding Ding Ding ~

The bicycle bell makes a continuous "ding ding ding" sound.

The fight between the two gangs was interrupted.

Wu Erbala, who was about to take action, waved his fist, but stopped moving after seeing Li Zihang.

He put down his fist in the air awkwardly.

After looking at Decai and Dasha, his tone suddenly changed. He shouted loudly.

"Stop it~"

After seeing that everyone stopped, he continued.

"I suddenly remembered that I have something important to do. I will spare you this time."

"Brothers, calm down! Retreat~"

Among Wu Erbala's group, there was a quick-witted young man who had already rushed to the front and grabbed the collar of the person opposite.

The leader of his own group suddenly called a halt.

I was a little overwhelmed for a moment.

Embarrassed, I put down what I was doing.

Said a harsh word.

"You're lucky, kid."

Wu Erbala gave a coquettish smile to Li Zihang who was standing behind the crowd.

Then he turned around and left in another direction from the alley entrance with a group of his followers.

After everyone left, the second brother and his gang came over to greet Li Zihang.

"Third brother, if you hadn't shown up, I would have made that bastard leave lying down today."

"Stop joking and go home quickly. You'll have the entrance exam soon. If grandma finds out that you're still fooling around, you two will be punished again."

After saying that, he turned around and rode away on his bike.

When the other five people saw Li Zihang, they were like mice seeing a cat.

They timidly approached and called him "brother", even though they were older than Li Zihang.

It’s not their fault. When the title of “the naughty boy” first came into being, Li Zihang originally didn’t want to get involved with this circle.

He couldn't hide from it. Who put him in this environment?

Classmates, home. I am surrounded by this second generation all the time.

It's impossible not to provoke.

There were a few times when he was really annoyed, so he taught a few people a lesson.

What happened afterwards was like stirring up a hornet's nest. I heard him beating up several people by himself and making them submit to the enemy completely.

Some wanted to establish a stick, some wanted to see if he was as brave as the rumors said. Some wanted revenge and deliberately came to cause trouble for him.

The result is that no matter how old they are or how many people there are on the other side.

Under Li Zihang's martial arts treatment, they all bowed their heads and called him "Master".

In addition to Li Zihang, he would occasionally go to Lao Mo to have dinner with the younger sons, eldest grandsons and other top-level officials.

It is inevitable that you will be bumped into by people in this circle.

Then, through word of mouth, his background, with the help of force, was known as one of the most unoffensive people by people in this circle.

He is nicknamed Nanluo God of War Li Sanshao.

Why did you get this nickname?

Because he has always lived in Nanluoguxiang and never moved.

Unlike the second generation, when their father gets promoted or moves out of Beijing, they have to follow him. Therefore, their nicknames basically do not contain place names.

Only people who have stayed in one place for a long time will have regional nicknames.

Another thing is that he was invincible in defeating all the Yaneis, so he was called the God of War.

Finally, Mr. Li, that has something to do with my second brother.

Whether at home or outside, whether in the circle or outside, whenever he met someone, he would brag to them that Li Zihang was his third brother.

In addition to Decai’s identity as the second generation, the title of Li Sanshao was called out.

Outside, others may not know who Li Zihang is.

But you have to say, Nanluo God of War Li Sanshao.

Haha, there is no one in the circle, big or small, who doesn’t know him.

This led to a group of young boys nearby, who were fighting over the land.

Neighbors, the adults couldn't stop them. They called out Li Zihang's nickname and said that no one was allowed to cause trouble in his area.

The two gangs will definitely be intimidated. Then they will give each other face and make another appointment.

After half a year of fermentation, his reputation spread to the big courtyards from Gongzhuling to Wanshoujiang Road.

Some wanted to make friends with him, to challenge him in martial arts, or to pay him a visit. Gradually, they all became familiar with him.

This also made him famous.