The Waldorf Astoria is not far from the Bund, so go open your room, change out of your tailored suit and put on a sleek flight suit.

The jeans are more distinctive, the knees on both sides are torn, and you can see the flesh inside, which in the nineties seems to be really shocking.

Fortunately, the family has a little money and doesn't care about a pair of pants, otherwise it will be a loser bear child, and if he brushes his pants with a steel brush, he will definitely be beaten by adults.

Wearing hiking boots that can increase the height of two centimeters, rolling up the trouser legs, and buttoning a baseball cap on his head, the boy who stands at the forefront of the Chinese trend is freshly baked.

When the waiter bowed down and went out, it was already dark, and the office workers began to go home, resulting in a lot more cars on the road......

2,000 years of history to see Xijing, 1,000 years of history to see Yanjing, 100 years of history to see Shanghai.

Sit in the car and enjoy the remnants of old Shanghai.

Different from the strong Manchu culture of the Qing Dynasty left over from Yanjing, Shanghai is the product of cultural exchanges between the East and the West over the past century.

The residents may be in the middle of the city, but behind closed doors, they can be in their own right.

Old houses always have a stone door frame, the door leaf is made of black lacquered solid thick wood, with a copper ring on it, this style of architecture is called "Shikumen".

Between the rows of Shikumen residences, a row of alleys is formed, and the drying racks cover the sky and the sun, as if the sun can never be seen, and the Shanghai market is already humid and rainy, resulting in a gloomy feeling in the alleys.

With the continuous development of Huangpu District, such houses are rare in the vicinity.

Soon pass through it and head south.

In just a few minutes, you will arrive at the 600-year-old Old Town God's Temple.

As soon as it was dark, the streets were already bustling with people.

There are countless Chenghuang temples in the whole Huaxia City, but this one is finally surrounded by ten miles of foreign fields, from a small county town to a metropolis, and finally with the development of the city, it has completed its transformation and formed a unique scenic spot.

During the special period, it was also destroyed, the statues of the gods were destroyed, and the temples were diverted for other purposes, and it was not until the gradual implementation of the policy of freedom of religious belief in 94 years that it was restored.

However, it was only the statue of the god that was destroyed, and in the hearts of the residents of Shanghai, this place will always be the City God Temple.

Even without temples, Lao Cai culture is still developing and becoming a great place to relax in the evening.

At this time, the City God Temple has not been commercially developed, and it is different from the retro street in Han Xuan's impression, almost like an ordinary residential area, quite dilapidated, with many small vendors selling food on both sides, and it is in a state of walking next to each other.

Gabriel and Jason deliberately changed into ordinary clothes, trying not to be so conspicuous and protecting themselves in plain clothes.

But their height is like throwing a giraffe into a herd of sika deer, and it instantly becomes the object of viewing for tourists.

I can't help but feel that Westerners have money, and the food is good, look at these high ones, and in the crowd, those ordinary Westerners are ignored by their inertia.

The capitalists want to divide the poor into the rich, and these dwarves must not be able to afford to eat meat

To be honest, Han Xuan was a little disappointed here, but fortunately, the delicious Nanxiang Xiaolongbao and Qingtuan made the Chenghuang Temple save some face in his mind.

I thought about how much it would cost to transform this place into a retro street, stuffed a pork rib rice cake into my mouth, and felt that the expected investment should be about 20 million US dollars, and it would not cost much to build a house, and demolition and resettlement would be a big problem.

Good place, big money, golden land!

Coming to this conclusion, Han Xuan wiped his mouth with paper and planned to go back and discuss it with the people in the city government.

A group of young men who obviously look like gangsters, leaning side by side against the wall, probably watching too much of Fa Ge's "Shanghai Tang", their hair is combed into a big back with shaped mousse, like a steel needle, reflecting under the street lamp, and their faces are deep and melancholy.

I took a deep breath of the Five Golden Flowers brand cigarettes, exhaled them, inhaled them through my nose again, and exhaled them slowly.

Throwing cigarette butts on the grass at random, they caught a glimpse of a fair-skinned girl with a strong rustic style, looked at each other, laughed evilly, and accosted her, asking her if she wanted to sing karaoke or dance in a dance hall.

If the teacher had taught them to be civilized, and if that person had even a little brain, he would not have thrown a cigarette butt into the grass.

Winter is not spring and summer, there is no rain these days, the grass is dry, full of oil.

A little red light gradually grew larger, and suddenly a small flame appeared.

The orange-red firelight swayed, crawling up the dry rags that had been pulled down from the windows of the residents.

There was no one in the room, the owner and the hostess were cooking ravioli and selling them to the guests who were queuing up to buy them.

When he smelled a scorching smell, the boss turned around and found that smoke was already coming out of his storage room, and the roof covered with tiles was also smoking.

The tourist immediately ran away in panic, and the proprietress did not forget to point to a young student at this time and scolded: "Little red guy!

"You mother-in-law, get water and put out the fire!"

The boss jumped to his feet, picked up a basin of dishwater, ran towards the storage room, slipped under his feet, and fell on top of himself, shivering with cold.

Hurriedly stood up, pushed the door and found that the handle had been burned, and kicked it open!

The fire slammed out, and the water that had just been poured on him helped a lot, but there was no.

picked up the basin to catch the water, found that there were only a few drops from the faucet, threw the basin and scolded: "You fuck have three brains!"

Wife, the construction team has dug up the water pipe again!"

When the proprietress heard this, she hurriedly picked up the iron bucket containing the money, and then ran to the room and took out a whole drawer, which contained a passbook, household registration book, marriage certificate, etc.

The middle-aged man took out a seventeen-inch small color TV, looked at the refrigerator, felt that he couldn't move, took all his belongings except the refrigerator, and stomped out.

The fire didn't spread quickly, and Han Xuan heard the shouts and turned his head.

My mouth was stuffed with roasted gluten, and I found a smoking bungalow, and my eyes gradually widened!

Seeing that there were too many people to run, seeing that the fire was still more than 20 meters away, an old woman from the public security joint defense team climbed onto the back of the stone lion, stood up steadily, and shouted: "Don't come blindly! Walk slowly in an orderly manner!"

You're a bastard! Just you! Dare to push someone to arrest you and go to the police station!"

In these years, the prestige of the police department was very high, and the situation during the 83-year strike hard period is still vividly remembered.

At that time, someone was in a hurry to urinate after drinking, and he was solved on the spot on the side of the road, and then he was sent to cantaloupe, and another person ate an iron melon seed on his head because he peeked at a woman taking a bath.

The man who was pointed at by the old woman immediately clasped his hands around his chest, in case he didn't notice to touch something he shouldn't touch, oh my God......

Surrounded by bodyguards in the middle, Han Xuan was surprised to find that there were people carrying four large items everywhere, TVs, refrigerators, washing machines, cassette recorders, and passbooks, etc., and everything else!

Some people's homes are obviously more than 30 meters away from the fire site, and they still have the leisure to comment that the fire burned like a lotus, it must be that the city god has appeared and so on, laughing and scolding whoever has a large family area, and this time he has made a lot of money.

I don't understand the situation, but when I hear people around me say that they want to burn down their homes, the government will definitely divide new houses this time, at least rebuild, the demolition plan can be advanced, and whose family will be demolished into 10,000 households, and wait for so many years, and finally wait for this day......

Han Xuan was suddenly stunned, this way of thinking is really peculiar......

Firefighters train all year round, and they are so idle that occasionally there can be a fire in Shanghai, and it may not be their turn to be in the district under their control.

When I received the call just now, I immediately rushed all the way, traveled lightly, and drove over in an empty car, but it took less than ten minutes before and after.

Wait for the fire hydrant to be opened, but there is no water.

Collectively dumbfounded.

Just after stopping for a minute, the fire truck drove away again, and did not come back for a long time, not knowing where to find water.

Han Xuan and the residents around the City God Temple watched the smoke rising from the houses, and some people laughed in surprise when it was their turn.

Let George buy a few cakes and sit cross-legged on the bridge in Yu Garden to enjoy the strange sight.

Jason asked, "What's going on? Crazy?"

"No, they are waiting for the demolition to be divided, the house is old, and they want the government to allocate a new one.

You should know that the planned economy. ”

Han Xuan raised his head and continued to look at this blazing scene.

Picked up a headline cake and stuffed it into his mouth, thinking that this time the demolition and reconstruction will definitely not be troublesome (to be continued). )