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Chapter 1510 old blind man, blind or not

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    After the car left the western suburbs, it drove north all the way to Yongdingmen Street.

    Chen Xia said: "We have to order the dresses today. Our wedding is not westernized, it is all traditional Chinese etiquette, so you have to wear a Chinese tunic suit. I am wearing a cheongsam. Wedding dresses and suits are what I wear when I walk on stage.  Now, I have sent people to France to contact you for these two sets of clothes. Naturally, you and I don¡¯t have to run there. We have to find someone to make the Chinese tunic suit and cheongsam tailor-made. There is an old gentleman with a very weird temper at the bridge  He only cares about people making clothes, not the size, so we have to go in person. The old man¡¯s ancestors were tailors for the Qing imperial family, and later he became a tailor for Mr. Zhongshan in his father¡¯s generation.  The Chinese tunic suit is from him, as is the military uniform of Marshal Zhang in the Northeast. I heard that Mr. Du and Huang Jinrong from Shanghai Tan even went to the capital to look for him. They didn¡¯t abandon their tailoring business when they came to the old man¡¯s place, but  The business is not very big, there is only a shopkeeper named Zhao Fuxiang in an alley in Tianqiao, and he does not open to the outside world and only accepts regular customers introduced, but even so, the old man's schedule is very full, and he has almost no leisure time.  If it wasn't for my dad's outfit from top to bottom that he made, I'm afraid we'd have to wait three months and five months to find him."

    "Chinese tunic suit? I've been used to wearing coarse clothes for more than 20 years, but I haven't worn them yet," Xiang Que laughed.

    Chen Xia leaned on him, and said with relief: "I know this is the rule of your ancient well temple, but marriage is only a once-in-a-lifetime event, so you have to obey me."

    Xiang Que patted her face lightly, and said: "You spend half your life tenderly loving each other to accompany me until I grow old, how can I let you live in despair?"

    Chen Dong, who was driving in front, stretched out his thumb and said in admiration: "Brother-in-law, you are really like this. You are seductive with routines and heart-wrenching with lies. You are so good at talking!"

    Xiang Que stretched his neck speechlessly and shouted: "Mao's routine is sincerity. I treat your sister with sincerity from the bottom of my heart"

    More than an hour later, the car drove to the area of ??Yongdingmen Street. The three of them walked into an alley and found a house with a plaque on the door of Zhaofuxiang.  Cloth was everywhere, and an old man wearing reading glasses was gesticulating with a tape ruler. After Chen Xia knocked on the door and came in, he greeted him politely.

    The old man raised his eyelids and asked, "Chen Sanjin's uncle and daughter?"

    "Yes, old sir"

    "Well, okay, sit there for a while and wait." The old man pointed to the room, Chen Dong glanced but found no chairs, and said in a very speechless voice: "The more eccentric the temper, you see  No, acting is also bizarre.¡±

    Xiang Que, Chen Xia, and Chen Dong were standing there, watching the old gentleman's meticulous tailoring with their hands behind their backs. After waiting for more than twenty minutes, the old man had no intention of greeting them. Chen Dong rubbed his numb  The two legs said: "I go out for a stroll? When I came here, I saw a teahouse in the alley, should I go for a rest?"

    The old gentleman suddenly raised his head and asked, "Huh? You haven't left yet?"

    Chen Dong suddenly said in a daze: "Master, didn't you let us sit here and wait?"

    The old man helped the reading glasses on the bridge of his nose, oh, and said: "Okay, it's okay, then you can go."

    "No, sir, what does this mean? We came and stood there for more than half an hour, but we didn't do anything, so why did we let you go?"

    The old man waved his hand impatiently, and said, "Let's go, let's go, what else can you do? Isn't it just making two sets of clothes, I know you can go now"

    Chen Dong was still talking, but Chen Xia gave him a hand, then bent down to thank him, and said, "Then I will trouble the old man."

    The three of them came out of Zhao Fuxiang, Chen Dong muttered crookedly, and said to Que: "Actually, when we first came in, this old gentleman had already looked at him pretty much.  It¡¯s almost like showing me and your sister, these veteran craftsmen are all housekeeping skills, and they can be easily picked up.¡±

    Walking to the entrance of the alley, Chen Dong pointed to the teahouse next to him and said, "Go up and rest for a while? I'm going to have cramps in my calves."

    Chen Xia glared at him and said, "Look at your potential."

    Xiang Que suddenly raised his head and looked at the teahouse above his head, frowning as if listening to something, while Chen Dong was still arguing with Chen Xia, Xiang Que suddenly said: "Okay, go up and have a meeting"

    The three of them came upstairs. There were not many people in the teahouse. Only three of the eight tables were occupied. They were all elderly people. On the tea table was a pot of tea and several cups.  Sitting there was an old man with his eyes closed, dressed in sackcloth, waving a fan and telling a book.

       In a place where craftsmen begging for food by means of martial arts and performing arts will basically gather here, so at that time, almost half of the craftsmen in China for thousands of years were begging for a living here on the Tianqiao.  Will leave, and some may have been rooted here for a lifetime. After modern times, due to social development and other reasons, craftsmen gradually became rare, and the old scene of Tianqiao gradually disappeared, but some old cultures still exist.  For example, storytelling and singing in teahouses, playing erhu and shouting Jingdong Dagu.

    The three sat down, someone came to ask, Chen Xia casually ordered a pot of tea, and drank it slowly.

    The old man on the stage with his eyes closed seemed to be talking about a book from the Zhenguan period. After listening to a few words, Chen Dong became bored. He yawned and played with his teacup and asked, "I always close my eyes.  Can you be in a better state when you read a book?"

    Chen Xia frowned and said softly, "The old man should be blind."

    "Wow" the old blind storyteller suddenly shook the paper fan in his hand, shook it lightly, and said, "Wu Zhao, who was only fourteen years old at the time, entered the Taiji Palace because of his good looks, talent, and good luck.  This was picked up by Li Shimin, so he pampered him well, and became a martial artist from then on This martial artist is very likable, and he won Li Shimin's favor, for several days in a row  Let her sleep, just when Wu Cairen felt that he wanted to soar into the sky, who would have thought that the two Taoist priests in the Taishi Bureau, Li Chunfeng and Yuan Tiangang, suddenly found Li Shimin"

    Beside the tea table, several old people listened with relish, and Chen Xia and Chen Dong were gradually attracted by the old man with his eloquent voice.

    Only, Xiang Que squinted his eyes and looked at the old blind man quietly, his face was uncertain.

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