59 years after its opening, people are still in Nanluoguxiang

The two of them were busy, and the two of them were busy.

"Grandpa, what has your second uncle been busy with recently? He won't find you a daughter-in-law outside, will he?"

Chen Feng held the little girl and made small talk.

The little girl was a little sleepy, lying in his arms, her little head nodding.

But he didn't let go and didn't want to go back to the room to sleep.

Chen Jianguo just finished eating and went out again.

Chen Feng suspected that his second uncle's spring had arrived.

The old man lay on the bench, squinting his eyes and looking at the sunset.

The old lady was still embroidering the little cotton shoes for the little girl to wear in the winter. A small blessing character on the toe of the shoe revealed most of the red texture.

"What else can we be busy with? On National Day, of course, we are protecting everyone's safety."

The peak period of spy activities was from the end of 1949 to the autumn of 1953. The "Instructions on Suppressing Counter-Revolutionary Activities" opened the prelude to the nationwide anti-spy movement, and the nationwide anti-spy movement ended in the autumn of 1953.

Most of the pawns left by Principal Chang were exposed in the three-year anti-spy operation, and only a few were safe and sound.

More than 670,000 people were arrested.

At this time, there were very few spies. It cannot be said that there were none. It can only be said that they were still adhering to their ideals and continuing to fight. Almost zero, more are trying to protect themselves and survive.

However, as the best place in the city, Chen Jianguo would become extremely busy every time a large-scale event was held.

Seeing the old lady, Chen Feng had the idea of ​​sewing plane tickets again.

However, Lou Xiao'e's side was probably not going to work, and he could only exchange through other channels, the old professor was one, and the black market was another.

"Grandpa, I heard that there are a lot of good things in the pigeon market and the black market. Is that true?"

After more than five days, two waves of rice were harvested, accumulating nearly 20 tons. The amount of sweet potatoes and corn was even larger, and even potatoes and peanuts weighed dozens of kilograms.

He had a lot of food in his hands, but he didn't dare to sell it.

Whether it was the pigeon market or the black market, there was a lot of trouble behind it. Maybe there was a special organization preparing to fish.

Rumor has it that spies exchanged intelligence here (true story).

It was normal for ordinary people to exchange some fish, shrimp, and rabbits, but if they took out dozens of kilograms of rice and corn, they would definitely be taught by them in minutes why China was the safest among the world's five major gangsters.

At the peak, 70,000 people were arrested in the black market in one night.

So terrifying!

"Xiaofeng, this is not called a black market, it's called a ghost market."

The old man had never told Chen Feng about these things before, because Chen Feng was not interested in these things before. Every day he either read at home, went to Beihai Library to read, or practiced martial arts at home.

But now that his grandson asked, he became interested.

The old man still explained it to him carefully.

"There are eight ghost markets in our city, and the one under the old imperial city in the west is the largest."

"In addition, going there is called a ghost market. What, do you want to go there?"

"Going to a ghost market is interesting." Chen Feng thought about it and felt that this "go" was very interesting.

He once heard an elder say that the "ghost market" outside Chaoyang Gate was lined up along the Chaoyang Gate city wall, from north to south, and it could stretch two miles when it was prosperous.

There were all kinds of things for sale, regardless of category. Whoever came to set up the stall earlier would occupy the spot first.

"Grandpa, tell me, I'm just curious."

The old man smiled and said, "Our Sijiu City is centered on the Forbidden City and is divided into four cities: East, West, South, and North. Each city has its own ghost market."

"The farthest ghost markets are the Daliushu Ghost Market and the Panjiayuan Ghost Market. There are many ghost objects there, but those people are the most dangerous."

"There are two rules in the ghost market: look at the goods without asking the price, and look at the goods instead of the people."

"How do you negotiate the price?" Chen Feng asked.

The old man stretched out his left hand, covered the other side with a hat, and pinched his right fingers.

"This means one yuan, or ten yuan, one hundred, or one thousand."

Pinch the price in the sleeve, pinch the index finger to indicate one, ten, one hundred, one thousand, and ten thousand; pinch the index and middle fingers to indicate two, twenty, two hundred, two thousand, and twenty thousand; add the ring finger to indicate three, thirty, three hundred, three thousand...

Chen Feng watched the old man demonstrate the pinching method for him.

This is a necessary skill for going to the ghost market.

"If you want to go to the ghost market, you have to buy a lantern."

The old man reminded that there was only one lantern in the house, in Chen Jianjun's room.

A lantern is actually a portable, windproof kerosene lamp that can be hung on a horse when riding at night, hence the name. Most of the coastal areas are used on ships, and are also called "ship lanterns".

If Chen Feng wants to go to the ghost market, he must

Prepare one yourself.

"Grandpa, I'm just interested."

The old man glanced at him with an expression that said "Do you think I'm a fool?"

"Lantern, remember, don't shine it on people, otherwise others may get angry with you."

The old man said slowly: "Many things in the ghost market cannot be exposed. Some things can even eat bullets. Everyone wants to be able to transform into seventy-two things. The most taboo is that others remember their faces."

Chen Feng quietly waited for the old man's explanation until Chen Jianjun and his wife came back and sent the sleeping little girl to the rocking bed.

When it was dark, he went to Beihai Park again with a fishing rod and a fish bucket.

The old lady on the bed heard the door open and kicked the old man hard, almost kicking him off the bed.

"You just didn't listen, and now Xiaofeng went to the ghost market."

The old man touched his calf.

"Jianguo can't even take one of his moves. It's not a bad thing to let him go and try."

"I followed my father to the mountains when I was ten years old. He is thirteen now. He should go out for a walk."

The old lady was worried: "I'm afraid someone will break the rules and use despicable means."

The old man laughed sinisterly: "If someone really does this, they will definitely suffer a big loss. Your grandson is very smart."

The old lady was still a little uneasy.

The old man lay on the bed, looking at the window, waiting for his grandson to come back.

When Chen Feng came to the park, he found many competitors, each holding a kerosene lamp, disturbing a group of mallards.

After throwing the hook into the water, someone came over in a short while.

Seeing the shadow standing on the shore, he came over to take a look with great interest.

"Hey, buddy, you are fishing with a face towel in the middle of the night. You really have the leisure time."

This man was also bold. Seeing Chen Feng with a face towel, he actually came over.

Chen Feng pulled up the hook, pulled the mallard over, and said, "I caught a duck after all. Did you pick up any duck eggs?"

"It's awesome!"

The man stared at the mallard in his hand and gave the highest praise from Old Sijiucheng.

"It's awesome" doesn't mean playing basketball, but it means that Sijiucheng is praising someone very much.

"You are really amazing!"

Chen Feng threw the duck into the fish bucket and pointed at the dim yellow lights of several kerosene lamps approaching from a distance, which were slowly coming towards this side like ghost lights.

"If you don't hurry up, others will come here."

Seeing the competitors in the distance, the man was in no mood to chat. He quickly held the lamp and continued to harass the mallards along the shore, looking for possible dropped eggs.

Chen Feng caught another mallard here.

He took two live wild ducks and took out twenty wild duck eggs from the space, and turned to the nearest ghost market in Dongcheng District - Guijie.

Guijie Street is the future Dongzhimen Inner Street. Going east along Gulou East Street, it is 700 meters away from Nanluoguxiang.

It is so close!