There were also sausages in this era, such as old-fashioned red sausages and imitated Soviet red sausages. However, the casings used for this thing are not easy to preserve. There are state-owned side dishes, and one piece is more than one piece. Private convenience stores dare not come in and sell it, and the sales volume is not large.

As the three of them were talking, they slowly passed through the alley and looked around. The half-boy on the roadside looked at them with a look of picky eyes. The most typical representative of the alley culture is xenophobia, and they are very cautious about strangers. Later generations call them high alertness.

"Erming, what's the best here? I've been walking for so long, and it's all this dilapidated yard, like a cucumber cage. What are you looking for?" The security guard was familiar with Zhang Xingming and spoke casually. I don't know if the guards arranged by Mr. Shen were not familiar with each other or used to it. I looked around with a stern face and looked around from time to time. Zhang Xingming followed him when he left. Zhang Xingming stopped and stood by, without a word.

Zhang Xingming said: "I want to buy a few larger yards in Beijing. We will have a place to stay in the future. But the situation is getting more and more finished. Just like this, how can I live in a place even if I buy a yard?"

The security guard looked around, shook his head, and said, "Forget it, this is a pity. Can you squeeze into dozens of people and pee? It's better than our dormitory."

There is no toilet in the slum, only urine buckets used at night. Everyone needs to go to the public toilet outside during the day. They get up in the morning to grab paper and run out. Oh, the queue is so good. And in summer, when the breeze blows, the smell of the public toilets spreads in most of the crowded slum areas. Just think about it. At that time, there were no public toilets, and it was all dry toilets. Every day, the workers who dug up the feces in the public toilets were taken out and transported away by humans.

Do you remember the manure-cutter who was praised by Chairman Mao for shook hands? It turned out that this lesson was included in the primary school text, but I don’t know it now.

"Hey, you three, hey, what are you doing? I've been wandering around here for a long time, I've been watching you for a long time, and I've been looking for something everywhere?"

A 20-year-old boy leaning against the wall with a cigarette in his mouth squinted legs, squinting his eyes and shouting at Zhang Xingming and the other people. The rest of him were twisting their bodies, looking very cool, shaking his legs and looking at this side.

Zhang Xingming turned his head and looked at them, turned his head and said, "I don't want to buy this kind of house. I want to find out if there is a house made of prince Beile to get two houses. It is different from this kind of house. It is completely different from the structure and facilities. It is much taller than this kind of house. It will be taller after a little transformation. It is also easy to modify. It has a large space. The materials and crafts used will not be corrupted to this extent even if it is used for another hundred and eight years."

Security officer Li Chun asked: "Is it just a palace that kind of person playing on TV?"

Zhang Xingming nodded and said, "It can be understood that this way, but the real palace-style house is at least the prince's mansion. I guess we have no chance. That should have been taken back and it is impossible to sell it."

The guard Zhang Liguo next to him said, "There are some of them sold, some of them are still in the hands of their own, and some do not have them. Our unit originally had two sets, but later it was locked in the wasteland because of the office address being moved. I'll ask you tomorrow."

Zhang Xingming opened his eyes wide and asked, "Where is it? Is it sure it is the royal palace?"

Li Chun nodded and said, "It's definitely the royal palace. We have been there for more than two years. We are used as a camp, but it may have to be overhauled. The damage is a bit powerful."

Zhang Xingming said: "No problem. As long as there is no problem with the main structure, other things are trivial matters. You have to dismantle and modify some of them to use them. Where is the location?"

Li Chun scratched his head and thought for a while and said, "The Hutong Hutong in the North Emperor's City seems to be a prince's mansion and a Beizi Mansion, next to each other, and there is an alley in the middle. I'll go to the bureau to inquire about it tomorrow. The Beizi Mansion is well preserved. It seems that part of the garden and main house behind the prince's mansion were destroyed a few years ago."

As he was talking, he suddenly turned around and inserted it into Zhang Xingming's body. He turned his head to the right rear of the three people, with his right hand back to his back, and stretched his left hand forward to make a stopping action, saying: "Stop, five-meter safety line, back, and wait outside the five-meter line in five seconds."

The one who came over was just calling out was a few young people. One of them was opening his mouth and saying something. He was startled by Li Chun's harsh orders. He was about to open his mouth to scold him, but a buddy behind him pulled him back. Six or seven people took a few steps and stood there looking at Li Chun.

Zhang Liguo did not move, and his hand reached over his waist, pressed Zhang Xingming behind him with half of his body, and quickly observed the surroundings.

Li Chun reached his right hand to his back and kept moving. He strode to two meters in front of six or seven young people, staring at the one who called out, "Who are you? What are you doing?"

The guy also reacted now. He saw sweat on his head and wanted to laugh but couldn't squeeze it out. He said, "It's okay, misunderstandings, it's really okay."

Li Chun carefully looked at the waists and clothes of several people and said, "Don't move your hands, report each other's names and home addresses to explain the purpose."

Zhang Xingming was stunned by the two of them. He was about to recover. He patted Zhang Liguo and said, "It's okay, a few sluts, there's no need to be so nervous, just ignore them."

Zhang Liguo didn't even look back and said, "They were inclined to attack just now. Lao Li and I were just laying hands to carry out the mission. At this time, you must obey our commands. Don't move now, just hide behind me."

Zhang Xingming raised his hand and rubbed his face, took the trouble from his mouth and stood honestly behind Zhang Liguo. This is for his own safety, and he must know that he is grateful and cannot cause trouble for others.

Zhang Xingming knew that causing trouble for his security personnel was to cause trouble for himself, and that the leader of a country would cooperate very well in front of the security personnel, which was a kind of respect.

The young men over there were a little numb, and the cigarette in their mouths also fell off. They stared at Li Chun's right hand behind him nervously, and each raised his hands high. To be honest, the people in the capital would have heard more than people from other places. If this were replaced by half a boy from Liaodong, they would probably have rushed up to shine their fists, and the consequences could naturally be imagined.

The one who led the lead raised his hands and said, "Men, we are just here, just watching you turn around and look around, wanting to ask what you are doing, there is no other meaning. We are not old cannons."

Li Chun asked: "Name, home address."

The guy said, "Xie Tao, just this alley, from here to the fourth courtyard, courtyard No. 6, my brothers are all from this area. Hi, Aunt Wang, Aunt Wang, Aunt Yu, come and help you."

An old lady wearing a red armband passed through the alley. When she heard Xie Tao's shouts, she turned her feet and walked towards her: "Tao, what's wrong? Are you causing trouble again? Wait for me to sue your mother to use the rasp board to beat you a bastard."
Chapter completed!