After the car left the western suburbs, it drove all the way north to Yongdingmen Street.
Chen Xia said: "We have to order the dress today, our wedding is not Westernized and all are traditional Chinese etiquette, so you have to wear a set of Chinese tunics, I am a cheongsam, wedding dress and suit or something to wear when you go to the stage, these two sets of clothes I have asked people to go to France to contact, you and I naturally don't have to run over, we have to find someone to tailor the tunic and cheongsam, there is an old gentleman with a very strange temper on the flyover, he only looks at people to make clothes not size, so we have to go in person, The old gentleman's ancestor was a tailor for the Qing court royal family, and later came to his father's generation when he was a tailor for Mr.
Zhongshan, the original Zhongshan suit was from his hand, and the military uniform of Zhang Dashuai in the northeast was also, I heard that Mr.
Du and Huang Jinrong also came to the capital to find him, and the tailor's business did not fall when he arrived at the old man, but the business was not big, only in an alley in the overpass there was a face called Zhaofuxiang, and he did not open to the outside world only to receive the regular customers who were introduced, But even so, the old gentleman's schedule is very full, and there is almost no leisure time, if it weren't for my dad He made a top-to-bottom outfit, I'm afraid we can't find him and have to wait for March and May."
"Tunics?
In the past 20 years, I'm used to wearing coarse cloth clothes, and I really haven't worn them yet," Xiang Que said with a smile.
Chen Xia leaned on him and said with relief: "I know that this is the rule of your Gujingguan, but marriage is only one time in life, you have to follow me."
Xiang Que gently patted her face and said, "You have accompanied me to old age with half a lifetime of tenderness, how can I let you live in defeat?"
” Chen Dong, who was driving in front, stretched out his thumb and said in admiration: "Brother-in-law, you are really this, the routines are sultry, the lies are provocative, you are absolutely speechless!"
” Xiang Que stretched his neck speechlessly and shouted: "Mao's routine is sincere, I am sincere to your sister······ 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 then found a door with a Zhaofuxiang plaque hanging on the door, the façade is not large, only about forty square meters, which is messily piled up with fabrics everywhere, and one with reading glasses The old man was gesturing there with a soft ruler, and after Chen Xia knocked on the door and came in, he politely said hello.
The old man raised his eyelids and asked, "Chen Sanjin's aunt and daughter?"
” "Yes, old man" "Well, okay, sit there for a while, wait" The old man pointed to the room, Chen Dong glanced at it and didn't find a chair, and said in a speechless whisper: "The more eccentric the person, do you see it, and act strangely" Xiang Que and Chen Xia and Chen Dong stood there, watching the old gentleman with his hands behind his back and cutting it carefully, and after waiting for more than twenty minutes, the old man didn't mean to greet them, Chen Dong rubbed his numb legs and said, "I'm going out for a walk?"
When I came, I saw a teahouse in the alley , going to rest?
” The old gentleman suddenly looked up and asked, "Huh?"
You haven't left yet, have you?
” Chen Dong was suddenly stunned and said, "Uncle, didn't you let us sit here and wait?"
” The old man lifted the reading glasses on the bridge of his nose, sighed, and said, "Okay, it's okay, then you can go."
"No, uncle, what do you mean, we came and stood for more than half an hour, and we didn't do anything, why did we let it go?"
The old gentleman waved his hand impatiently and said, "Let's go, let's go, what else can you do?"
Isn't it just two sets of clothes, I know you can go?"
Chen Dong was about to speak, Chen Xia pulled him and then bent down to thank him, and said: "Then it's troublesome for the old man" The three of them came out of Zhao Fuxiang, Chen Dong muttered crookedly, and said to Xiang Que: "Actually, when we first came in, this old gentleman had already looked at it, his eyes were poisonous, and he probably showed me and your sister after a few glances, and these old craftsmen were all there."
It's a housekeeping skill, which can be easily obtained."
Walking to the mouth of the alley, Chen Dong pointed to the teahouse next to him and said, "Go up and rest?"
I'm going to have cramps in my legs."
Chen Xia glared at him and said, "Look at your little bit of talent" Xiang Que suddenly looked up at the teahouse above his head, frowning as if listening to something, Chen Dong was still arguing with Chen Xia, Xiang Que suddenly said: "Okay, go up and sit down" The three of them came upstairs, there were not many people in the teahouse, only three of the eight tables were sitting, all of them were elderly people, there was a pot of tea and a few cups on the tea table, and there was an old man with closed eyes sitting on a table in front of him, wearing a linen shirt, and he was talking there with a fan in his hand 。
"Wine flag play drum flyover city, how many tourists do not remember home" this has to be regarded as the most true portrayal of the old Beijing flyover, a few decades ago the flyover was full of people who played the trick style to go to the rivers and lakes, the capital has always been the most crowded place, with the style and the craftsmen who begged for food will basically gather here, so at that time the flyover almost had thousands of years of China's craftsmen begging for a living here, when they earned enough money or food money will leave, some may be rooted here for a lifetime, In modern times, due to the development of society and other reasons, there were gradually fewer craftsmen I have seen a lot, and the old scene of the flyover has slowly disappeared, but there are still a few old cultures, such as storytelling and singing in the teahouse, and playing erhu and shouting Jingdong drums.
The three of them sat down, someone came over to ask, Chen Xia ordered a pot of tea casually, and drank it slowly.
The old man on the stage with his eyes closed seemed to be talking about the book in the Zhenguan period, Chen Dong was bored after listening to a few words, yawning and playing with the teacup and asked: "Old man with his eyes closed, can he be more in a state when talking about books?"
” Chen Xia frowned and said softly: "That old gentleman, it should be a blind man" The old blind man who was telling the story suddenly shook the paper fan in his hand, shook it gently, and said: "At that time, Wu Cao, who was only fourteen years old, entered the Taiji Palace, because of his handsome appearance and talent, and his good luck, he was favored by Li Shimin, so he was pampered, and since then became a martial artist······ This martial artist is very likable, and he is deeply favored by Li Shimin, and he let her sleep for a few days, just when the martial artist felt that he wanted to soar into the sky, who would have thought that the two Taoist masters in the Taishi Bureau, Li Chunfeng and Yuan Tiangang, suddenly found Li Shimin" At the tea table, several old people listened with relish, and Chen Xia and Chen Dong were gradually attracted by this passionate old man.
Only, Xiang Que squinted his eyes and looked at the old blind man quietly, his face uncertain.