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| Lin Juan is played by Cao Ruofan |
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| Li Gengxi is the older Ruan in the film |
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| This is Zou's debut film |
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| Lin Juan is played by Cao Ruofan |
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| Li Gengxi is the older Ruan in the film |
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| This is Zou's debut film |
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| Babies are a scarce resource in Hong Kong |
A quick news flash from Hong Kong that isn't good for the city's future.
It is well-known the birthrate is low, but the latest figures are definitely concerning.
There were only 2,376 births in August, the lowest total for an August since monthly records began, and 112 fewer than last year.
This means Hong Kong is expected to have 28,818 births for 2026, the first time below 30,000 since World War II.
That was when the Japanese occupied Hong Kong from December 1941-August 1945 (three years and eight months). During that period the Japanese colonisers routinely executed Chinese residents, took over and controlled the police, hyperinflation led to financial hardships for locals, and there was a shortage of fuel and food.
For comparison, only 10 years ago (2016), there were 60,856 births in Hong Kong...
What further measures will the Hong Kong government take to boost the birthrate? Does it even care?
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| Hu's first-person account as a courier |
I lived in Beijing just before the appearance of smartphones, WeChat and T-Mall, which resulted in the explosion of Chinese people buying clothes and food online and having them delivered to their homes and offices.
Practically overnight people's lives changed -- there was no need to go to the store or restaurant in person, someone did this for you, saving lots of time and effort.
But for those people providing that service, the delivery workers, it was and still is hard work.
We never knew what that experience was like, until Hu Anyan, a budding writer, published his first-hand accounts during the Covid lockdowns.
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| He worked a string of several low-paying jobs |
Hu is not a particularly ambitious person, but likes to do his job well, whatever it may be. He writes mostly about what it's like to be a delivery driver on a trike, and earning less than 2 yuan per package is hard to fathom, considering he had to pick up the parcels from a central warehouse, go to the addresses, go up elevators or stairs to deliver the packages or contact the people to collect them.
That's a lot of work.
And if the items in the package are damaged or spoiled, he has to compensate out of his own pocket. These drivers also have the stress of people complaining their packages haven't arrived, as well as worrying about getting into an accident on the road.
Readers can't help but sympathise for Hu, and then there is the additional issue of having to deal with his colleagues and managers, many of whom are not collegial or professional, which he recounts in various incidents.
We first meet Hu working in a logistics depot sorting items, re-packing them, and then putting address labels on them. He thinks he can earn more money by working the night shift, but it's physically demanding and also difficult for the body to adjust.
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| Delivering parcels is a tedious task for low wages |
Later in the book he describes working at a convenience store, a bicycle shop, magazine and comic book publishers, and even trying to start his own business selling knock-off trendy clothes and a snack shop.
Hu also works in different cities, from Beijing, Shanghai, and Guangzhou, to Foshan, Nanning, Dali, and Xiaguan, and even flies to Hanoi, Vietnam to see if he can be an entrepreneur there.
All these jobs with meagre salaries in different cities shows Hu's attempts to try to keep his living costs low, but then salaries are lower in the smaller municipalities; it's a no-win situation when working in a gig economy.
He also bounces from job to job every six months or a year, probably because he realises he won't be making much more money, or feels he should be doing something else.
Interestingly he says his parents don't push him to work harder or get better jobs, and he does move back with them for a few years. The jobs have also taken a toll on Hu's mental health, making him lose interest in interacting with people, isolating himself.
It seems that writing has helped him understand his experiences better and how they have shaped him as a person.
There are millions of people doing these jobs for very little pay in China. Is it any wonder they don't make enough money to buy an apartment, let alone save enough to have any safety net? It's a side of China that is rarely talked about, but exists, according to Hu.
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| Tensions between Bee Hwa and Junyang |
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| Seven Golden Horse nods |
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| The family lives on a farm in France |
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| Christophe is keen to drive the tractor |
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| A scene shows Farruquito's brilliance as a dancer (centre) |
| Our tour ended at The Pantheon, where martyrs are buried |
| A quiet neighbourhood where activists met |
| Danton was known for his rousing speeches |
| Le Refectoire des Cordeliers |
| Franklin and Robespierre met here |
| My dark chocolate and raspberry gelato cone |
We didn't see many gelato shops in Paris, but we managed to find one place that had a queue forming outside, which is a good sign.
Another good sign was that the gelato flavours were in sunken tubs covered by metal lids to protect them from light, air and temperature changes.
The shops that have gelato piled up high reveal they use chemical stabilisers to be able to stand up, as good gelato is soft.
So the gelato shop we found is called La Crema par Roberta Costa, near the Pantheon.
As we waited in line (and light showers started to sprinkle), we tried to find out what the flavours were and decide what to have.
Luckily the line went quickly and soon enough we found ourselves inside in front of the staff member ready to scoop gelato for us.
I settled on raspberry and dark chocolate (6 euros for two flavours), and he used a flat ladle to scoop out the gelato -- not round like most places. Then he asked if I wanted whipped cream, to which I said no, and then he put a small edible spoon on top of the cone.
This combination of dark chocolate and raspberry worked well, though I wished he had given me two scoops of the raspberry instead of chocolate, which was quite rich. My cousin got a scoop of hazelnut and it was very creamy, while mango sorbet was bright and refreshing.
By the time we came out of the gelato shop to eat our sweet treats, the rain had stopped and we savoured every bite in front of the store as a steady stream of customers continued flowing in and out.
19 Rue Sufflot
75005 Paris 5
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| We satisfied our hunger pangs here with dan dan noodles |
When we were in Paris we mostly at Asian food, like ramen, soup noodles and dumplings, because those eateries were either still open after the lunch rush, or they happened to be located near where we were, or were good value.
If the place offered Chinese food, they usually had a storefront window where people could see the various dishes laid out like a mini Panda Express to be scooped into takeaway boxes, which was how many non-Chinese ate the food.
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| The funky mural drew us into the eatery |
After our walking tour around the Latin Quarter, we came upon a Chinese restaurant that had a funky interior inside. Called Tran Tran Zai, one of the walls had a mural with mahjong tiles, bowls of noodles, chili peppers and dumplings, while the ceiling had paper umbrellas hanging upside down.
The small eatery was packed with people, mostly students as it was located near some universities.
We ordered some pork dumplings that were quite large, arranged in a circle with coriander leaves in the middle and sprinkled with sesame seeds. It was definitely hearty and the wrappers were surprisingly thin.
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| Pork dumplings enveloped in thin wrappers |
We were also surprised to discover our food was prepared by African immigrants! They seemed very experienced, while the boss was a Chinese guy, and the waitress seemed to be working on her first day in kitten heels navigating her way around the dining space.
Later on I discovered there isn't just one Tran Tran Zai, but five spread around the French capital. The food is pretty good, fills you up and definitely a step up from those takeaway shops.
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| Dan dan noodles with mild spice level |
3 Rue de l'Ecole Polytechnique
75005 Paris
| Notre Dame was cleaned as it was restored |
| The cathedral was crawling with tourists |
| The rose windows were undamaged |
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| Chef Kim of Five Sails missed out on a star |
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| Contemporary Indian dishes at Kavita |
| Sculptures displayed at Musee d'Orsay |
| Monet's Poppies or The Promenade |
| The Starry Night by Van Gogh |
| Caillebotte's The Floor Scrapers |
| Polar Bear by Pompon |
| The Chinese Man, Chung Atai |
| The Eiffel Tower lit up before the glittering show |
| Everyone taking photos of Musee d'Orsay |
| Catching the Paris sunset on the water |
| Sacre Coeur is the famous landmark in Montmartre |
| Le Moulin de la Galette where Renoir painted |
| Van Gogh lived on the left, top floor |
| Michel and the anarchy symbol |
| A mini vineyard in Montmartre |
| Approaching the basilica from behind |
| Pagoda Paris is now a private gallery |
That makes this curious Chinese-style building near Parc Monceau stick out even more.
| The wooden gate and green tiled roof |
It's called Pagoda Paris and was the home and gallery of Chinese antiques dealer Ching Tsai Loo (1880-1957). The building was originally a townhouse and then Loo bought it in 1925 and had it refurbished.
It's now a private museum, and I contacted Pagoda Paris to see if we could arrange a time to visit, but were told it was closed for renovations.
While Loo is known for introducing western collectors to Chinese and Asian art, his reputation was later mired in controversy because of how he illegally obtained these items, some of which were considered state treasures.
Here's the quick bio: Loo is originally from Huzhou, 300km west of Shanghai. He was orphaned at the age of 10 and as a teenager went to Nanxun, where he worked for a successful merchant named Zhang Baoshan. Zhang's son, Zhang Renjie was appointed to the Chinese embassy in France and Loo followed him to Paris in 1902. Few Chinese were living there at the time.
Zhang's family had a Chinese goods import company, and he would obtain Chinese antiques to sell; he would later return to China and financially support Chiang Kai-shek.
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| Loo was a controversial collector and dealer |
The fall of the Qing dynasty in 1911 led to weak supervision of antiquities which made it relatively easy for Loo to procure items. He developed a chain of middlemen who would help him find things he might buy, sourced from impoverished families, imperial tombs and monasteries. Loo soon developed a reputation for selling out China to Europeans and Americans for his own profit.
World War I stopped the flow of Chinese goods to Europe, but not to the United States, where collectors and museums were keen on Chinese art and antiques. Loo discovered Americans were interested in Chinese antiques when he went to New York and opened a gallery there in 1915.
However, the boom ended with the stock market crash in 1929, but things began to ramp up again in 1941 as there were more experts in Chinese art and history. His clients included the Metropolitan Museum of Art, the Freer Gallery, Fogg Museum, the Rockefellers, and Eli Lilly, the pharmaceutical executive.
| He bought this building in 1925 |
But once the Communists took over China in 1949, Loo was cut off from his sources, and some of his associates were arrested, and his nephew, who was his agent in China, fled to Hong Kong. Eventually Loo had to liquidate his stock. He tried to salvage his integrity, by stating that if those objects were not removed from the country, they would have been destroyed.
After Loo died at the age of 77 in 1957, Pagoda Paris fell into disrepair, and it wasn't until 2010 when a private French investor bought it and turned it into a gallery and events space. Loo was survived by his French wife and four daughters.
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