The origin of this slang is unknown.
It is not known who invented it.
It is said that at first it was just some internal code words figured out by some people who were running around in the world. Later, it continued to grow and formed two "language families" in the north and the south.
Commonly known as "South Spring" and "Beidian".
With the increasingly frequent exchanges between the north and the south, these jargons gradually became unified and became known as "Spring Code".
Initially, it was only circulated among people who traveled around the world. These people were divided into eight schools: Jin Pi Cai Gua, Jing Tuan Tiao Liu.
Gold, fortune telling;
Skin, selling dog skin plasters;
Color, magic;
Hanging, performing tricks;
Comment, comment on storytelling;
Tuan, talking about cross talk;
To arrange a scam;
Liu, the drummer.
People who are engaged in these professions have a name called "Changchun Hui". Whenever there is a temple fair or a market, they just need to say a word, and the whole society will go there, and they will do all the money-making activities in that area. A "business alliance" was quickly formed.
Members use "Chundian" to communicate with each other to ensure that outsiders cannot get in.
Later, these internal code words penetrated into all walks of life in the world.
Some industries that engage in illegal activities, such as theft, robbery, cheating, etc., have also begun to use this set of slang.
Among the existing industries, the most frequently used ones, besides opera and folk art shops, are antique shops.
Because of their line of work, they can meet everyone, from high-ranking officials and nobles to low-level traffickers and pawns, and they have to deal with everyone.
If you don't know some slang, you really can't do business.
But nowadays, there are business people from all over the world, both at home and abroad, and it is indeed rare to see people communicating in such an "old-fashioned" way.
"The Secret Technique of Yin Yang Feng Shui" contains some content related to Jianghu slang and Spring Code.
However, they still have one thing to guard against: pronunciation.
Even if someone takes the text to learn, if the pronunciation of the pronunciation is inaccurate, others will be able to tell it right away.
Therefore, these contents need to be taught orally and heart-to-heart. Someone must teach them step by step and learn from mouth to mouth in order to avoid showing timidity.
The conversation between the shopkeeper and the clerk just now was a relatively simple conversation, and Lin Yi understood it immediately.
Looking up again, there is a plaque hanging above the door: Xiu Gu Zhai.
People who write and play in Daoteng all regard themselves as cultural circles. Like calligraphers and painters, they like to give their shops a special name.
interesting!
The waiter received the signal from the shopkeeper and was about to reach out to drive him away. Lin Yi turned around, lifted the curtain and entered the room.
"Hey, do you know the rules?"
The waiter hurried behind him, and Lin Yi had already arrived in the house.
Wang Qiang also followed closely.
The guests just now were confused, shook their heads and left.
On a deck chair, a young man wearing a Tang suit was lying on it and swaying.
He was wearing a button-breasted silk dress, a pair of bloomers, white socks, and round-topped cloth shoes.
The hair on the back is combed and shiny.
On one hand is a green jade ring.
The other hand is holding a purple clay pot,
There was a record player on the low table next to her, and the sound of Peking Opera came from the big speaker.
"The King of Huainan passed down the order and divided into three groups to meet him."
Judging from his age, he might be around thirty years old, but the way he is dressed gives people a sluggish feeling.
No wonder when he opened his mouth, it was Harundi.
Looking at his attire again, if we push the time forward a hundred years or so, his attire cannot be considered old.
Even people like Wang Qiang, who grew up in the suburbs of Beijing, couldn't help but frown when they saw what he was doing.
"Did this guy learn the tricks from that guy who visited the store? People don't dress like this anymore in the old days in Beijing. This guy's outfit is so authentic!"
The man let them into the house without stopping them.
Once you enter the house, you are a guest, so there is no reason to chase guests away.
"The shopkeeper is so excited. Mr. Ma Lianliang's "Huaihe Camp" is a great show!"
The shopkeeper on the recliner said to the waiter without raising his head:
"Look at the tea!"
The guy answered the call and went.
The shopkeeper still didn't get up and was still singing along softly: "Don't make jokes at this time. How can you hide your nonsense from us? It was you who exaggerated in Chang'an. Why are you acting cunning now?"
Keep singing until "The three of us go to the hell door and close the door together, crawling over the words life and death and let it go!"
Then he took a deep breath, said hello, stood up on the armrest, picked up the purple clay pot, took a sip and put it down, grabbed a pair of walnuts on the low table, and staggered towards the two of them. before.
"When you open your business, you have to abide by the rules. You two come to Panjiayuan and sit down at my door, but you are going to choke me. I'm afraid this is not appropriate?"
The look on his face, the weird posture, and the tone of his voice when he spoke made Wang Qiang get angry and he directly stretched out his hand in front of the shopkeeper.
"What do you mean by that? Ouch."
Before he could finish speaking, the shopkeeper's hands pinched his wrists, causing him to grimace in pain.
The opponent's wrist flipped again, and Wang Qiang was about to lie down on the ground.
Lin Yi went up to lean on Wang Qiang's body and pushed his foot towards the shopkeeper's knee.
As the saying goes, strength starts from the root, the shopkeeper's strength was completely removed by Lin Yi's push. Lin Yi's shoulder pushed Wang Qiang back.
"Lian Jia Zi!"
The two shouted in unison.
After saying that, the two laughed, and the shopkeeper spoke first:
"I'm just a three-legged cat. I learned some grappling and wrestling skills from the old gentleman. Your White Eyebrow Fist is really good."
Lin Yi could tell that his words were completely overly modest. For people who are trying to make a living in the world, what they said was 30% true and 70% false.
In the colloquial language, this is called: Xingjiajian, eating everywhere.
His small grappling hands, coupled with his footwork and body skills, are definitely baby legs that he has worked hard on since he was a child.
Wang Qiang has more or less a foundation in actual combat, and he still has a body weight of two hundred pounds. Even if he underestimated the enemy just now, he would not be able to defeat him with one move.
"Thank you very much. My friend is being reckless. Please be more patient!"
Lin Yi's words were very polite.
It is true that what Wang Qiang did just now was wrong. In the antique shop, there are many words and skills between buying and selling.
Even though these two buyers were about to leave with unhappy faces, maybe the guy inside would catch up and say, "Okay, I'll wrap it up for you at your price."
Maybe the deal is done.
This method is still used by many business people today.
Therefore, Wang Qiang just stopped people's business at the door, which was indeed a bit of a chokehold.
Among Jianghu people, it is important to know each other without fighting.
After the fight just now, the shopkeeper realized that Lin Yi in front of him was not a simple person, so he immediately changed his face.
"You're welcome. Those who don't know are not guilty. I'll first apologize to your friend. Please be patient if you don't hit the smiling person."
Wang Qiang was not a difficult person to talk to, so he replied politely.
"It's better to come early than to come late. Since you two have something to do, why don't you let me know more about it?"
Wang Qiang glanced at Lin Yi.
Lin Yi nodded at him.
"Look!"
As he spoke, he opened the zipper of his backpack and pushed it in front of the shopkeeper.
"Excuse me, please take out these things and put them on the table. I'll take a look."
Wang Qiang curled his lips and bent down to take out a clay pot, when the gold-touching charm fell out from his collar.
The shopkeeper first glanced at the clay pot, then at the golden talisman.
"Liuzi, tea, serve tea, serve good tea, brew the Mingqian Longjing that we just arrived two days ago, and go and close the door panel, we are not doing business today!"
(End of chapter)
