"Disrespect! It's really disrespect! I didn't expect that the little brother is also a fellow disciple!" Bi Fada clasped his fists with his hands, and his martial arts world was full of momentum, sweeping away the previous slipperyness.

The little monkey standing on his shoulder and named "Toudou" also learned from Bi Fada's appearance, squeaking and bowing to Song Sanyuan with his fists.

"Where is there, you have a specialty in your profession, Brother Bi is still good at it!"

"Shame!" Bi Fada walked back and looked at Song Sanyuan with anticipation.

Song Sanyuan didn't give him the cigarette box, but also looked at him.

The two of them looked at me, and I looked at you, and the situation was a bit awkward.

"That, that's my cigarette box." Bi Fada pointed to the things in Song Sanyuan's hand.

"Oh," Song Sanyuan suddenly realized, then took out the dozens of dollars and cigarettes from the cigarette box, and threw the empty cigarette box to Bi Fada, "The cigarette box you want!"

Bi Fada was so distressed that he tried to hold back his anger: "There is still money, it's mine!"

"You said this is more than ten yuan?" Song Sanyuan looked at the money in his hand, "Where is the evidence?"

"What evidence do you want? You just took it out of the cigarette box!"

"Is there any?" Song Sanyuan pretended to be confused.

Bi Fada was really angry and clenched his fists.

Although he is not tall, he is more than enough to deal with a guy like Song Sanyuan.

Song Sanyuan smiled and shook his hand: "If you do it, I will tear it off!"

Bi Fada let go of his hand, "What the hell do you want to do?"

"Helping you! Five yuan a day, will you do it?"

"What if I don't do it?"

"That's ten yuan a day!"

Bi Fada was stunned for a moment. Isn’t it thirty for three days? Many people have a salary of more than half a month.

"What the hell are you going to let me do?"

"I said, play monkeys!"

"Do you guess I believe it? Who would ask someone to play with a monkey for ten yuan a day?" Bi Fada felt that Song Sanyuan was insulting his IQ.

"Since you don't believe it, then try it. You won't suffer any loss anyway!" Song Sanyuan encouraged him.

Bi Fada: "Okay, I accept it!"

Song Sanyuan: "You agreed very quickly this time."

"I want to know what the hell are you doing!"

"You'll know soon!"

Bi Fada: "Since I have promised you, I will pay back the money!"

Song Sanyuan did not pay back the money, but stuffed it into his pocket, "Take it as a deposit first!"

Bi Fada was about to be angry, but he had no choice.

Song Sanyuan ignored Bi Fada's feelings at all and said with a smile: "Don't be angry. Since I invited you, I will definitely give you benefits! But now I will take you to a place first!"

“Where to go?”

"You will know when you arrive!"

...

The beauty and hair salons in the 1990s were mixed, and the quality was uneven.

As Guo Degang said in his crosstalk, many hair salons are actually pink cottages, which are said to be hair salons and places to shave and get hair. In fact, you can’t even find a comb when you go in.

The Chinese New Year is coming, and many barber shops are doing well.

Especially those cheap state-owned barber shops, there are even more customers, and the technicians have made appointments with more and more customers.

The people trust these masters, with good skills and low prices. Every time they finish cutting and shave their heads, the master will carefully massage your head a few times, two words, comfortable.

Compared to this kind of very regular barber shop, those hair salons that don’t look very regular are a little deserted.

The Red Rose Hairdressing Hall is such a place.

The outside is well decorated, and it can even be said to be "luxury". Huge rotating lights flash at the door, and the bright glass door was pasted on it: "Wash face, massage, and haircut!"

The deafening pop music came from the room, but it was King Guo’s “I can’t love you all!”

Two fashionable girls sat in a seductive manner, posing in front of the outside, one of them was blowing bubble gum, and smiled and seduced the passing men outside with his eyes.

The young man is thin-skinned and dares not get too close, but he can't help but be attracted, so he looks sneaky and keeps sneaking around.

Older men have experience. They hold their heads up and look serious when they walk.

Looking at the hair salon full of ambiguous colors in front of him, Bi Fada never expected that Song Sanyuan would bring him to such a place.

Turning his head and looking at the strange gazes of pedestrians around him, Bi Fada blushed and said, "Little brother, why did you bring me here? I'm a serious person!" After that, he looked very angry.

Song Sanyuan smiled and said, "Of course I'll come to get a haircut! The other barber halls are full of customers, so I can't wait to come here!"

"But here----" Bi Fada wanted to speak but stopped.

"Don't worry, I'll treat you!" Song Sanyuan smiled, "By the way, you can also dress up your hairstyle!"

"No, my hairstyle is pretty handsome!" Bi Fada spitted into his palm, and stroked the middle part back narcissistically.

Song Sanyuan took the lead in pushing open the door and walked in with a graceful attitude, without any restraint or anxiety.

Seeing this, those courageless cowards on the roadside all sighed that the young man was strong and the country was strong, but they didn’t even dare to enter a hair salon. They lived to be a dog at the age of a dog!

Bi Fada suspected that Song Sanyuan's purpose was not that simple, but he couldn't guess what he was going to do, so he put the broken sack outside and told the monkey to look after his luggage, so he followed in with a tough bullet.

...

Push the door to enter----

The smell of cheap perfume came to the nose.

The singing of King Guo in the store is even louder, and it is combined with the star posters on the walls, giving people a very fashionable and Hong Kong-like feeling.

On the poster, Joey Wong has long hair shawls, wearing the JK uniform of this era, holding a rose in her hand, and leaning against her nose, looking intoxicated.

Next to the jade girl Zhou Huimin is her good neighbor Chung Chuhong.

Compared to Joey Wong's conservative dress, Cherie Chung is full of sincerity and full of benefits. She is wearing a black swimsuit, leaning against the beach, under the sunset, her eyebrows and eyes are full of affection!

"Handsome guy, haircut or massage?"

The two little girls in the hair salon are very professional. They don’t look down on Song Sanyuan because of his old-fashioned clothes. They are proactive, enthusiastic and smiling!

Song Sanyuan: "Hairdress!"

Turning his head to look at Bi Fada: "Where are you?"

Bi Fada pinched his chin with a reserved attitude, "I----"

Before he could finish his words, the girl who was blowing bubble gum said in surprise: "Brother, it turns out it's you! Why haven't you been here for a long time? Don't worry, massage the bones and the old customers will get 10% off!"

Bi Fada caught off guard: "You recognized the wrong person! I'm here for the first time!"

"How could you admit your mistake? I remember clearly that you like to touch it when it's dark the most, first walk outside three times, then enter the door... and you are apart, I remember how clear you are!"

The little girl has little experience and does not understand the worldly ways.

Song Sanyuan saved the scene: "Stop talking, I'm here who pays it -- who can help me get my haircut?"

"I won't."

"Neither I."

“I just know how to wash my face.”

“I only know how to massage.”

"Then let your boss come out. I heard that she has good haircut skills!" Song Sanyuan said with a smile.

"Do you know our sister Xia?"

"I don't know you now, I'll know you later!"

The two little girls are not well-educated, and few people in their places really get haircuts.

Just as they looked embarrassed, a crisp voice inside said, "Who wants me to get a haircut? I ask for a high price. Can you afford it?"
Chapter completed!