A film series in the Republic of China: The legendary Taoist priest in Shanghai

The fat man went out to buy groceries, and everyone started chatting.

In fact, Wencai really likes chatting with these new-style students.

They are innocent and believe everything they say is right, unlike the other kings who are all as cunning as ghosts.

Long Si and Wencai just have a good relationship, and Wencai treats him as an elder like a master.

But he always puts on airs, saying things like "I've never lost before," and burns down other people's houses just to gain traffic and establish his image. Wencai really feels uncomfortable with him.

These students were all enlightened people in the Republic of China, and their thoughts were similar to those of people in the 1970s and 1980s in Wencai's world.

Compared to the main heroes like Qian Wang and Chen Zhen, these people are real people with flesh and blood.

"Come on, have a cigarette."

Wencai handed out cigarettes, one for each person.

Liang Runsheng took the cigarette, looked at the brand, and exclaimed, "Beauty brand, this is a good cigarette! A pack costs 1.2 yuan."

One yuan and twenty cents for a pack of cigarettes is equivalent to about two to three hundred yuan for a pack in later generations.

Wang Jiazhi also came out drowsily at this time. She was wearing a blue cheongsam and a pair of cotton slippers, and her eyes looked a little haggard.

She didn't want to come out, but she heard people talking outside, as if they were having a meeting.

As a member of the anti-espionage team, if I don't attend meetings, I will have a low sense of presence and seem to be out of place.

After she came out, she said nothing and sat far away from Wencai.

"Come on, Jiazhi, have a cigarette."

Wencai was very generous, as if what had just happened in the room had never happened.

"No, I don't smoke."

Wencai threw a cigarette to Wang Jiazhi, who hurriedly caught it. She wanted to return it but was too embarrassed to get close to Wencai.

"Wang Jiazhi, these are good cigarettes, 1.2 yuan a pack! Give them to me if you want."

Liang Runsheng was still thinking about the price of cigarettes.

"Jiazhi, go ahead and smoke. You are now a rich man's wife. How can you survive without knowing how to smoke?"

After Wencai said this, Wang Jiazhi took the cigarette in her hand.

With cigarettes, Liang Runsheng felt craving for cigarettes and hurriedly took out a box of matches from his pocket.

I rubbed it hard on my leather shoes, but it didn't catch fire.

He was itching so much just now that he broke the match when he was rolling around on the ground, and now he can't light a fire.

"use this."

Wencai took out a golden lighter from his arms.

The lid was opened with a clang, and the sound of a sword being unsheathed echoed endlessly.

With a rub of his fingers, the lighter emitted a pale yellow flame, and a kerosene aroma entered everyone's nose.

Wencai leaned over to the lighter and lit a cigarette.

When Liang Runsheng saw this, he threw away the match in his hand and said, "Coach Xu, can I borrow a light?"

Wencai threw the lighter over. Liang Runsheng took the lighter and felt his hand sinking. The small square lighter seemed very heavy.

He took a curious look and exclaimed again: "Du Peng, it's French, it's pure gold, one is worth three hundred dollars, it's incredible, it's really incredible."

A lighter costs three hundred yuan, which is almost as much as the cost of their operation.

The students present were extremely shocked. What kind of concept is this? An ordinary person may not be able to afford this lighter even if he works very hard for two or three years.

Wencai looked at Liang Runsheng with a strange look.

This guy is quite connoisseur of goods, and seems to be even more connoisseur of goods than that rich second generation Huang Lei.

He didn't know that Liang Runsheng claimed to be a gangster, but was actually an errand boy for Paramount.

He's the kind of guy who runs errands for Daxiang, buying cigarettes for him. If there's an unfamiliar customer and he doesn't know which socialite is more open to him, he'll follow him around and act as a pimp.

He is a small figure who creates atmosphere in nightclubs in later generations and is not even considered a nightclub manager.

But after spending a long time in Paramount, Liang Runsheng has some experience.

Wencai had this kind of person in his previous life. He was extremely poor, but he could talk endlessly about famous brands, famous cars and famous watches, and he was very knowledgeable about them.

After Liang Runsheng lit the cigarette, he held the lighter in his hand reluctantly, full of greed.

Huang Lei said, "Liang Runsheng, throw it over here. I want to borrow a light, too."

Liang Runsheng didn't dare to throw away such a valuable thing, so he held it in both hands and handed it to Huang Lei.

Huang Lei looked at it and said, "It's a good thing. My father has several in Hong Kong."

As he said this, he lit a cigarette and was about to return the lighter to Wencai.

Lai Xiujing snatched the lighter and looked at it carefully for a long time. The greed in his eyes was no less than that of Liang Runsheng.

After lighting her cigarette, she lit Kuang Yumin's cigarette and then returned the lighter to Wencai.

Wencai took the lighter and found that Wang Jiazhi was the only one in the room who had not lit a cigarette.

He ran over and made a flame. Wang Jiazhi had never smoked before and didn't know that she had to take two puffs to light a cigarette.

Wencai took out Wang Jiazhi's cigarette, put it in his mouth, lit it, and then handed it back to Wang Jiazhi.

Wang Jiazhi took a breath and almost choked again.

Wencai patted her on the back and gave Wang Jiazhi the remaining half box of cigarettes and the pure gold lighter.

"Jiazhi! To be a rich lady, you need to learn how to smoke. Mr. Yi can see through your fake face. Keep these cigarettes and lighter. Take them out and smoke whenever you have time. You need to practice this, understand?"

Wencai spoke in the tone of a teacher.

When Wang Jiazhi heard Wencai speaking in a teacher's tone, her face turned red.

Thinking back to what happened in the room just now, Wencai had been instructing her here and there in a very honest tone.

But Wencai was indeed right. There were too many loopholes in the details of her pretending to be a rich lady.

A few days ago, Mr. Yi took Wang Jiazhi to a big hotel for dinner. Wang Jiazhi didn't know the etiquette and left lipstick marks on the wine glass.

This incident made Mr. Yi's eyes flash with a hint of doubt.

When everyone learned about this, they felt that Wang Jiazhi did not act like a noble lady.

Moreover, their actions were too naive compared to the old fox Mr. Yi, which was why Kuang Yumin asked Ouyang Han to guide them in eliminating the traitors.

But Ouyang Han didn't come, and instead a rustic old man was invited.

Although this old man is a Kung Fu master in the newspaper, getting rid of traitors requires not only good Kung Fu but also knowledge of many things.

For example, lipstick should not be stuck on cups.

At this time, Wencai pointed out that Wang Jiazhi did not know how to smoke, which was another flaw.

When everyone heard this, they immediately felt that asking Wencai to be their mentor was the right person.

Kuang Yumin said quickly: "If Coach Xu hadn't said that, this would be another loophole. Wang Jiazhi, you should learn more from Coach Xu about being a rich wife. You should practice smoking, drinking, and playing cards."

When Liang Runsheng heard that he was going to teach Wang Jiazhi how to play cards, he said, "Coach Xu, please teach us the etiquette of eating and drinking. Jiazhi, please continue to learn from me about playing cards. I am the gambling king of Shanghai. Even the four gambling gods of the Republic of China wanted to invite me to watch my place, but I didn't go."

Initially, Wang Jiazhi came into contact with Mrs. Yi through playing mahjong, and then got in touch with Mr. Yi.

Wang Jiazhi’s card playing skills were also taught by Liang Runsheng.

If he didn't have literary talent, Liang Runsheng would indeed be an experienced talent among their group.

"Runsheng is still young and promising. He knows everything, but I also know a thing or two about gambling."

Wencai produced a deck of cards out of thin air like a magician, and the cards formed a long line on the table.

Take out a card and gently place it on the dragon and shake it back and forth.

A long dragon card turns into the Ace of Spades and then the 2 of Diamonds.

Liang Runsheng looked at Wencai's ever-changing cards in amazement, and was shocked beyond words.

Wencai slapped the table, and the playing cards flew into the sky like butterflies.

When the poker cards in the sky were about to fall to the ground, Wencai did not move his hands or body, and all the poker cards returned to the table as if they had life and automatically formed a stack of poker cards.

Wencai made the poker disappear out of thin air, then raised his hand and two dice appeared, which he threw casually.

The dice spun rapidly with a gurgling sound, and when they landed, they were all sixes.

Wencai tapped the table lightly with his finger, and the dice turned into a dot. He tapped it again and it turned into six. He tapped it again and it turned back to a dot.

Liang Runsheng's eyes almost popped out.

"This, this, this is the explosive move of Master Long Si, the telepathic finger!"

Liang Runsheng has no right to watch the King of Gambling Competition, let alone witness any telepathic communication.

But at Paramount, I heard a gambler bragging that Fourth Master Long had an explosive move, where he could change the size of the dice by simply knocking on the table with his hand. It was truly a unique skill in gambling and a sure-win move among explosive moves.

At that time, Liang Runsheng was standing aside pouring wine when he heard the man from Qianmen bragging.

He couldn't help but fantasize: "Oh my god, if I knew this trick, I would be able to conquer Shanghai, buy houses and have concubines."

At this moment, he almost dug his eyeballs out when he saw the legendary magical skill with his own eyes.

"How about it? Liang Runsheng, will Wang Jiazhi learn gambling skills from you or from me in the future?"

Liang Runsheng slapped himself.

"Mr. Xu, Miss Wang Jiazhi, of course I will learn from you."

He was convinced. He was completely convinced.

People like me don't even want to be dogs for others.

In fact, Liang Runsheng was right.

He works as a dog for Wencai, but Wencai really doesn't want him.

Wencai’s dogs are at least of Captain Zhao’s level.