I don't have a system but I have a hammer

It is worth mentioning that the name of the memorial hall is more interesting than I thought. It is not something I saw with my own eyes, but what I heard from several tourists during the running and jumping activities...

name is…

"memorial!"

"Ah, what? I asked for the name..."

"Yes, that's the name of the memorial..."

"Are you kidding me?"

"Really, why did I lie to you..."

“How can there be a memorial hall whose name is called Memorial Hall?”

"It's true, I've been here several times!"

"That's quite interesting, I must go and see it!"

"Buy tickets first, buy tickets first..."

"... "

This is probably the above content, absurd and funny, but particularly in line with the current popular gimmickism. However, the journey to the memorial hall was indeed farther than I imagined, because I only walked two-thirds of the way, and my body was all different. The swelling and pain have disappeared...

This means that I have been walking for at least an hour. You can imagine how far the memorial hall is from the street tower. At the same time, in the process, I also met old acquaintances, and through remote communication with the wolf dog, I learned about black people. The fact that the robed girl had married the curly-haired old man at the end of last year...

But due to various reasons, I don’t want to meet them. I just want to quietly enjoy the rare time out...

After about an hour's journey, my appearance had already changed, and I followed the bustling crowd and arrived in front of the memorial hall. However, just as I was about to step in, I frowned because of the closing notice at the entrance...

"Damn, why did I forget the time..."

I curled my lips and was filled with disappointment. I was about to turn around and leave, but I was blocked by a black man pushing a snack vendor cart with a smile...

"Little brother, is this your first time?"

"yes…"

Seeing that he didn't mean any harm, I glanced at the various candied haws on the vendor's cart and nodded symbolically...

"Excuse me, what can I do for you?"

"Hey, it's nothing..."

Although he said this, he patted his pocket mysteriously and reminded him with a smile...

"I just want to tell you that since it's your first time here and you just missed the opening time, I guess you won't be able to buy tickets for tomorrow, so I was thinking about buying tickets from me. Don't worry, Prices guaranteed to be fair…”

"Let me hear the price first..."

"Hey, it's only 500 Chinese dollars!"

The black vendor had a smile on his face, but his tone was not small, and he pretended to understand...

"I know, you must think that I am ripping people off, why is the price twice as expensive as what is sold on the official website, but let me tell you the truth, except for me, everyone else around here sells for three times the price, because Online tickets are impossible for normal people to grab, and the tickets have been reserved until next month..."

"Then I'll watch it next month..."

With one sentence, the black vendor's face suddenly froze. Just as he was about to say something, I had already taken a step in the other direction. Unexpectedly, before I had taken a few steps, he stopped me again with a look of reluctance. In front of me, he pointed at the memorial hall with serious words, pretending to be serious and persuading...

"Brother, this is the Kuangzu Memorial Hall. Do you know who the Kuangzu is? Do you really have the heart to wait for a month? Many of his previously unknown deeds are stored here, and the Red River Destiny Man also participated in supplementing them. It can be said that there are many deeds in it that even the officials don’t know about. Aren’t you really curious?”

Seeing that I was unmoved and still trying to leave, he looked anxious and immediately took out a white ticket with an official watermark from his bag, his posture even lower...

"How about this, friend, I think you have a good eye, so I'll sell it to you at a half discount. It's only 450, how about it? This guy has lost a lot of money..."

"You understand half of it..."

My eyes almost rolled out of my head...

"It's just 100 off 50 yuan, right?"

"What if not? You don't speak Chinese..."

Halfway through his words, he suddenly froze, and the next second he laughed in embarrassment...

"Oh oh oh, I made a mistake, let's say 400, it's just a fixed price, 400 yuan. Believe me, tomorrow you will definitely feel lucky for today's decision!!"

"... "

I didn't say anything more, just shook my head, ignored his dissuasion, and prepared to continue walking. However, his shout had already attracted other vendors, and all the scalpers with tickets in their hands gathered over...

"400 yuan? Is what you're selling too expensive? Buy my ticket, I only need 380!"

"Buy me, buy me, I have 350!"

"Damn! I'm 300, who of you will fight with me?"

"... "

Looking at the people surrounding me, I took a deep breath and prepared to use dynamic camouflage to leave. Unexpectedly, the loudspeaker in front of the memorial hall suddenly sounded at this moment, and a familiar voice came from it...

"Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing here? Are you selling expired tickets again? That guy with the hood, yes, that's you, go away, go away, don't say I didn't warn you, these guys are all It’s a scammer selling expired tickets…”

As soon as he finished speaking, all the vendors who were still shouting frantically to lower their prices suddenly changed their expressions, and the next second they dispersed without saying a word. When they left, they couldn't help but sighing about "bad luck" and "bad luck". The vocabulary made me laugh and shake my head, but I still gave a thumbs up to the surveillance camera above the memorial hall to express my gratitude...

Seeing how polite I was, another friendly reminder came from the loudspeaker below the monitor...

"Go straight ahead and turn left at the intersection. There is a hotel called Allah that has available rooms. The price is quite reasonable. If you want to buy tickets, wait two days. Tickets are really hard to buy during this period, but there are rooms in the real hotel. The memorial hall sells illustrations of characters. If you really can’t get a ticket, it’s the same thing to buy an illustration and take it back. That’s it, go early…”

"Thanks!"

I said a token thank you, didn’t follow the instructions on the loudspeaker, and walked towards the hotel...

Since the closing time has come, the flow of people on the street is not as crowded as it was at the beginning. This also makes me feel relaxed. It only took less than ten minutes to arrive at a hotel called "Allah"...

However, as soon as I entered the door, I heard the noise of play coming from next door in the lobby. It sounded like many children playing. At the same time, I also saw the person sitting in front of the computer, calculating the account book and filling his mouth. The woman in black robe who was grabbing the rice could only pretend to be in the wrong place and retreat, but as soon as she turned around, she saw the curly-haired man with red eyes...

"Since you're here, why don't you come to me!"