59 years after its opening, people are still in Nanluoguxiang.

"Grandpa, I want to ride a bike."

As soon as Chen Feng left, Chen Li found something she could play with today - a small bicycle.

The paint has completely dried, and the old man has agreed that it can be ridden as long as it is in the yard.

"Go to my room and get the car."

The small bicycle is in the old man's main hall. The little girl has ownership and the right to use it, but she must get the old man's permission when and where to use it.

The little girl dared to ride out without the old lady's consent. According to the old lady, she would rather tear the bike down than let Chen Li get into trouble.

Soon Chen Li came out riding a strangely shaped children's bicycle. The three wheels at the back, one big and two small, looked very peculiar.

"Erguo, Erguo, put a wooden board under me!"

Chen Hao smiled and put the wooden board in his hand that he was going to put in the gap of the main hall door on the steps at the entrance of the main hall, forming a passage that was just 60 centimeters wide.

"Woo-woo-woo, bang-bang-bang!"

The little girl sang two lines in a very ritualistic manner.

Chen Hao pointed at the front of the car and said, "Lily, just press the bell."

Chen Li was not able to coordinate her hands and feet perfectly. After she started moving her hands, she stopped her feet consciously.

Following Chen Hao's instructions, he pressed the bicycle bell.

"Dang Dang Dang!"

"Hahaha!"

Chen Li smiled happily.

He stopped pedaling and rang the bell dozens of times until the old man couldn’t stand the noise pollution anymore.

Chen Feng left Nanluoguxiang and entered Donghuangchenggen North Street. A cloth shop had already opened early, and the faint sound of sewing machines could be heard from inside, which only Chen Feng could hear and distinguish.

This is the state-owned store of the matchmaker Aunt Liu, who also holds the position of deputy director at the level of deputy section chief.

Chen Feng deliberately slowed down and took a look inside through the door.

The shop was similar to those in later generations, with fabrics and a few finished clothes on both sides, a counter behind the glass window, and two sewing machines inside, which could be used to sew and modify clothes according to customer requirements at any time.

There were only two young girls in the store, one of whom was operating a sewing machine, learning how to weave cloth and make clothes.

Cloth shops also sell ready-made clothes, the price of which is several times the cost of the cloth, and only people with middle and high incomes can afford to buy them.

The other person was chattering non-stop, complaining about the cruel father, the mother who didn't want her daughter, and the ungrateful sister.

"He is lazy, selfish, and hopeless!"

Meng Xiaoxing had visited Han Chunming's house many times and witnessed the prosperity of Sijiu City. She wanted to become a resident here. For this reason, she should have schemed against her cousin Han Chunming and other people when she grew up.

Logically speaking, now that her dream has come true, she should work hard to learn sewing so that she can find a good job or marry a good husband in the future.

But this person obviously has greater ambitions, but he still chooses a simpler and easier shortcut.

She and Qin Huairu are the same type of people. Neither of them is willing to use their intelligence to endure hardships and work hard. They just want to use women's physical advantages to get in through the back door!

Of course, this is also a way!

There are many in the future!

When passing by the Wangfujing Yanjing Hotel, there were just a dozen cars in front of him gradually driving in. He didn't cut way, but took advantage of the small size of the motorcycle to overtake on the sidewalk.

I glanced at the square outside the hotel and saw an acquaintance getting out of a car.

'Lou Bancheng?'

Seeing that among the people getting off the parking lot in front, there was one who was his step-grandfather, and Lou Xiao'e who got off the car with him, Chen Feng couldn't help but take a few more glances.

Exterior view of the 60-year-old Grand Hotel, the most prosperous place, there are cars, but not many, empty

This is where state banquets are held, but they are not held every day, so on weekdays this place is open to the public as the most high-end hotel in the city.

However, those who can actually live here are generally foreign guests, such as Eastern European allies, Vietnamese monkeys and overseas Chinese.

He looked at it a few more times and was noticed by others.

"Chen Jianguo, that's your eldest nephew, right?"

Several people from the West City Branch, disguised as plainclothes officers and acting as temporary security personnel, were stationed near the hotel observing passers-by.

In the past few days, a group of patriotic overseas Chinese from Southeast Asia have secretly visited China, preparing to donate a large amount of food and industrial machine tools to the country. They will also participate in the National Day and have been staying in hotels recently.

Just to prevent these patriots from being photographed by spies, having their identities uncovered, or even assassinated, and from being persecuted by Chiang Ching-kuo and Europe and the United States, all these criminal investigation experts were mobilized to secretly monitor this place.

The operation was carried out in secret, with even the military security personnel hiding in various locations in plain clothes.

"Yeah." Chen Jianguo pretended to be a sanitation worker and was responsible for monitoring the door with another friend from the criminal investigation team.

"Haha, your eldest nephew has a motorcycle, but you are still riding a bicycle, this is not okay!"

"I want to drive a car, and it will be done in a matter of minutes!"

"Qi, if you have the ability, don't be a gigolo."

"Being a gigolo is a very high skill, and you can't learn it even if you want to!"

"Shut up, you two!"

Ouyang Jie, dressed as a patrol security guard, walked over, warned his two men, and walked slowly and smilingly towards Chen Feng, who was parked on the side of the road watching the show.

"Xiao Feng, where did you get the motorcycle?"

Ouyang Jie walked over and pretended to ask, surprised: "Did your father get a car?"

"The steel mill doesn't have so many cars." Chen Feng saw Chen Jianguo, who was holding a broom and sweeping the floor very seriously. He was really sweeping the floor.

"I borrowed a car from a friend."

"Uncle, please tell my second uncle that even if you need to sweep the floor, at least there should be dirt on the floor. Otherwise, how can a cleaning staff of a big hotel sweep the parking lot outside in broad daylight?"

Ouyang Jie smiled and said, "We will move it later. We are just here to sweep the floor for now. We will finish the work when they go in."

"Have you had breakfast?"

"have eaten."

"That's a pity. After they go in, we can have breakfast in the restaurant. If you are not full, you can wait for a while and come in with me to eat something." Ouyang Jie said with a smile.

Chen Feng shook his head. He had been there in his previous life and there was nothing amazing about it. It was more suitable for dating those vain college girls who came from other places to study.

"I am full."

Ouyang Jie was no exception in his answer. In his impression, Chen Feng was a very sensible and good child, unlike his eldest daughter. Ever since he brought leftovers home for the first time the day before yesterday and said that he was on duty at the hotel in recent days, his eldest daughter had been clamoring to go in and take a look.

"Xiao Feng, there is a banquet here today. You can come over around 1pm. I will get you something delicious."

Chen Feng didn't want to eat leftovers, even if they were from the Yanjing Hotel.

The hotel employs imperial chefs and chefs from imperial chef families. It serves Huaiyang cuisine, Sichuan cuisine, Cantonese cuisine, Tan cuisine, Western cuisine and Japanese cuisine with unique flavors.

But Chen Feng learned from Sha Zhu, who learned Sichuan cuisine, halal cuisine, Tan cuisine and Shandong cuisine. With enough ingredients, the cuisine is not much worse than that of a big restaurant.

“Uncle, no need, I just saw that Lou Bancheng was a little curious.”

"I'm leaving!"

Seeing that Ouyang Jie, a section chief, had become a security guard, he knew very well that there might be an important guest staying here.

"Hey, you kid!" Ouyang Jie watched Chen Feng ride away on his bike helplessly.

After leaving Sijiu City, we drove all the way southeast.