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Collection of Liu Yunruo's Works (collection of Works by Famous Chinese Modern Literature Masters)
Literature刘云若作品集（中国现代文学名家作品集）
Original Work By Liu Yunruo, Edited By Xiao Feng
In a hotel in the Tianjin Concession, in the early spring of a certain year, at about one o'clock at night, a smokehouse in the Daming Hotel was full of guests and the room was filled with smoke. There were so many people that it was almost impossible to move around. Tong Yunguang, the smoke-faced shopkeeper of the opium shop, was squeezed behind the accounting table, where he was dealing with money and cigarettes. The expression on his ghostly face was changing from time to time. At this time, he was looking at a fat man in his thirties wearing a fox-legged leather jacket who was lying on the smoke couch and said: "Second Master Xu, what do you think of the eight taels of clear water paste sent to your house yesterday?" Mr. Xu was puffing on the cigarette, and after taking a sip of tea, he replied: "Okay, you can give me another ten taels tomorrow! Really, how much does that eight taels cost?" He took out the big wallet from his arms and put it on the bed, ready to pay. Tong Yunguang said with a smile: "Second Master, what are you busy with? As long as you show your face, I will give you a hand until the 60th year of the Republic of China and it won't be too late to settle the score!"
In a hotel in the Tianjin Concession, in the early spring of a certain year, at about one o'clock at night, a smokehouse in the Daming Hotel was full of guests and the room was filled with smoke. There were so many people that it was almost impossible to move around. Tong Yunguang, the smoke-faced shopkeeper of the opium shop, was squeezed behind the accounting table, where he was dealing with money and cigarettes. The expression on his ghostly face was changing from time to time. At this time, he was looking at a fat man in his thirties wearing a fox-legged leather jacket who was lying on the smoke couch and said: "Second Master Xu, what do you think of the eight taels of clear water paste sent to your house yesterday?" Mr. Xu was puffing on the cigarette, and after taking a sip of tea, he replied: "Okay, you can give me another ten taels tomorrow! Really, how much does that eight taels cost?" He took out the big wallet from his arms and put it on the bed, ready to pay. Tong Yunguang said with a smile: "Second Master, what are you busy with? As long as you show your face, I will give you a hand until the 60th year of the Republic of China and it won't be too late to settle the score!"