Rebirth Hao Shao snatches a kiss

After a day of preparation, the four of them drove to Jincheng in a car.

It is said that Jincheng is only a four-hour drive from the imperial capital, and they arrived here quickly.

Compared with the reincarnation period, this place is simply another place, the level of prosperity is close to that of the imperial capital.

"What's so interesting in Jincheng?" Bai Zhexi looked at the shops on both sides of the road, and there seemed to be no scenic spots to go to.

Sitting in the co-pilot, Tang Muchen took out a travel guide from his backpack, which he downloaded and printed out from the Internet.

"When you come to Jincheng, the place you must go to is the teahouse." Tang Muchen looked at the first stop on the guide.

"Teahouse? I don't like drinking tea." Bai Zhexi is not interested. He prefers drinking vodka to drinking tea.

Tang Muchen was speechless, "The teahouses in Jincheng are not like the teahouses in the imperial capital, but a place to listen to cross talk."

Hearing this, Bai Zhexi, who was sitting in the back row, cheered up. How could he have forgotten that Jincheng is the hometown of cross talk.

Thinking of the must-have programs for the Spring Festival Gala, Bai Zhexi finally raised his interest, "Which one should we go to first? Do you have any recommendations?"

Tang Muchen continued to flip through his guide, and said after a while: "There is a teahouse called Yunlou, let's go there."

After Gu Chengyuan set up the navigation, they went straight to Yunlou.

Parked the car in the parking space, and the four of them walked down.

The Yunlou is so big that it is hard to imagine that it is just a teahouse.

There is a sign at the door of Yunlou, which says today's program list.

Tang Muchen blinked, then went to the side to inquire, only to find out that Yunlou needs to buy a ticket to enter.

After buying four front row tickets, Tang Muchen and the others walked inside.

Inside, they were talking about cross talk, and they took the tickets and walked to the table in the first row.

After they were seated, a waiter dressed as a waiter came over to entertain them, "Would you like some refreshments?"

Tang Muchen took the tea list and glanced at it, thinking it's really fucking expensive.

However, thinking of the money in the bank card, Tang Muchen boldly ordered the most expensive set meal.

The buddy backed away with a smile, and went to the back kitchen to get ready.

"Okay!" A voice of applause came from the table next to it.

Tang Muchen noticed the two people on the stage, and they had already bowed back to the backstage. Is this over? He hasn't heard a word yet!

At this time, a beautiful host came up wearing a cheongsam, "The next show will be brought by Xiao Yu'er and Xie Xiao: follow the trend."

As the host left, two young men in gray coats came up.

Tang Muchen still listened to the cross talk at such a close distance this time, and the feeling of being there was different from watching it on TV.

Cross talk is a kind of traditional culture. After years of precipitation, it is still loved by people.

This kind of live cross talk is more cheerful and has a stronger sense of substitution. The cross talk actors above occasionally interact with the audience below.

Those who sit in the first row are often called by name.

I only heard Xie Xiao standing on the stage say, "You can pull it down, with your virtue, even plastic surgery can't save it."

Then he looked at the table of the four of Tang Muchen, "Look at them, and when you sit down, you will have the aura of participating in an awards ceremony."

Xiao Yu'er was very cooperative, glanced down, and praised, "Oh, I'll go, now the stars are here to listen to the cross talk, you stand for a while, I'll go down and ask for an autograph."

"Fuck you!" Xie Xiao kicked him cooperatively.

Tang Muchen watched cheerfully, this feeling is really not bad.

Not long after, the refreshments came, and the teaser named Xiao Yuer really came down, and gave Tang Muchen a fan, "This is left by my ancestor, you must treasure it carefully."

Xie Xiao, who was standing on the stage, still didn't move, but he kept talking, "Yes, his grandfather is a fan wholesaler."

Hearing this, another group of people were amused.

Xiao Yu'er returned to the stage awkwardly, "Don't tell the truth."

After a joyful cross talk, Tang Muchen called his buddy and gave the two of them a big flower basket.

The guy turned the name tag around his neck, and there was a QR code on the back, "A total of 2000 yuan."

Tang Muchen scans the QR code to pay, so he naturally wants to praise his favorite cross talk actors.

Seeing this, the two comedians who came to the stage later sighed, "Hey, these two flower baskets have been delivered to cow dung."

The fan next to him nodded seriously, "It's not cow dung if I give it to you."

"Of course, if you send them to me, make sure to build a sun room to raise them." Teased.

"You are really rich." Pingge said, "First, return the 12 yuan I bought the beef noodles with yesterday."

There was another burst of laughter, Tang Muchen called the waiters over, "One person will give one."

The buddy smiled and went to get the flower baskets. The cost of the flower baskets was not more than [-], but they were sold for [-] each. Of course, this was an affirmation of the cross talk actors.

Seeing the flower basket brought up, the two played harder.

In the background, the host was drinking tea, but found that more and more flower baskets were being sent.

"Okay, what's the matter today, you hired someone to deliver it, right?" The head teacher reminded, "The Flower Basket Club needs to withdraw money, so take it easy."

Xiao Yu'er looked poor and virtuous, "Master, you think highly of me too much, I'm like the second brother, I still borrow money to buy beef noodles."

The class leader smiled, "If you think about it, you are reluctant to spend this money. Which God of Wealth is here?"

"I don't know, with a new face, it sounds like someone from the Imperial Capital." Xiao Yu'er said, with the tone of his mouth, it sounds like he is from the Imperial Capital.

"[-]% are here for tourism, well, it's rare that I'm in a good mood today, and I'll come on stage too." The class leader stood up and called his old partner.

Xiao Yu'er chuckled, "Don't be the first one to come on stage, the flower basket will be gone."

"Get out." The class leader kicked over, how could he bring out these skinny children.

Tang Muchen found that cross talk is really a language art, it is also speaking, but what people express is so ridiculous.

"The next program will be performed by the head and deputy head of Yunlou: Breathing out lotus flowers." The host said on stage.

The applause below immediately became enthusiastic.

Listening to the conversation at the table next to him, Tang Muchen seemed very lucky to be here today. Since the Yunlou was on fire, they seldom heard the head of the class talk about cross talk on stage.

Because of the conversation at the next table, Tang Muchen looked curiously at the two people on the stage, and the aura that came out was different.

If it was just for fun before, then when these two come on stage, they are absolute artists.

Tang Muchen applauded when he heard it, and the buddy stood by, waiting for the God of Wealth to continue sending flower baskets.

However, the cross talk was over, and this guy didn't respond at all.

Just when the buddy was thinking about the class master's embarrassment, Tang Muchen called him.

"How many flower baskets are there?" Tang Muchen asked.

The clerk was slightly taken aback, then took out the notebook in his trouser pocket, "There are sixteen more."

"Give it all away!" Tang Muchen said boldly with a wave of his hand.

Backstage, Xiao Yu'er and the others were thinking about how to make fun of the class leader, when someone filed in to send flower baskets.

They were all staring at him, and the leader definitely didn't go through the back door.

"Hey, how many are these? Don't you send all the goods you bought here?" Xiao Yu'er yelled, as expected of a master, he is really awesome with lightning.

The buddy smiled, "It's not a big deal, I'll be on stage soon, but there will be no flower baskets."

The class leader laughed, "It seems that ginger is still old and hot. Since it is a gift from a guest, I will not be disrespectful."

Seeing the complacent look of the master, Xiao Yu'er was speechless. Although the money is not a small amount, Yunlou's daily income is higher.

Thinking about it, the master has not been on stage for a long time, and I miss it.

Seemingly tired from sitting, Tang Muchen and the others didn't stay in Yunlou for a long time. After listening to the master's cross talk, they left here and went to a famous restaurant in Jincheng for dinner.

"You're talking about this steamed stuffed bun shop?" Bai Zhexi was a little disappointed. Although the bigu period had passed, the desire to talk was still there.

Gu Chengyuan said: "The most famous thing in Jincheng is steamed buns, you don't know that?"

Song Yehui, who was on the side, said, "He? He knows where women are beautiful."

Bai Zhexi chuckled, "Lao Song still understands me."

The corner of Song Yehui's mouth twitched, Old Song, what the hell kind of name is this?

Not long after, the steamed stuffed buns were brought up by the waiter. Only in Jincheng can you taste the authentic Jincheng steamed stuffed buns.

After dinner, the four of them found a hotel to stay in, and planned to go to Antique Street and Panshan Scenic Area tomorrow.

There are not many scenic spots in Jincheng, and they finished it in three days.

Because the time is too short, they plan to go directly to the second place.

"If we go to Hainan, shall we fly or drive?" Tang Muchen was having breakfast in the hotel.

Gu Chengyuan, who was sitting opposite, said, "Let's take the plane, and we'll buy things when we get there."

You don't have to drive a car with a bunch of stuff.

Bai Zhexi bit his chopsticks, "Then I'll book a plane ticket, and we'll leave today."

"If you're in such a hurry, you can't be in a hurry to see beautiful women in bikinis." Tang Muchen teased.

Seeing Bai Zhexi's guilty expression of being told something was wrong, Song Yehui gritted his teeth.

After booking the air tickets, the four planned to take a break and leave.

The plane took off three hours later, and they arrived at the airport half an hour earlier.

A few hours later, they arrived in Hainan.

It is also summer, but the temperature here is significantly hotter.

The four of Tang Muchen first went to a clothing store and bought a few sets of clothes to wear here.

Holding a floral vest, Tang Muchen gestured at Gu Chengyuan's body.

Song Yehui teased at the side: "This one is not bad, it is especially suitable for your Gu Shen's temperament."

Gu Chengyuan's face darkened, he was not very repulsive at first, so he turned around directly.

Tang Muchen gritted his teeth and kicked Song Yehui, "You're the one who talks too much."

As a result, Song Yehui turned around and saw Bai Zhexi coming out of the fitting room, wearing the same style of Tang Muchen's floral vest just now.

Bai Zhexi stood in front of the dressing mirror, "How is it?"

Tang Muchen quickly expressed his opinion, "Not bad, very beautiful."

Bai Zhexi glanced at the clothes in Tang Muchen's hand, "We look alike, we just wear the same clothes."

Said, Bai Zhexi pushed Tang Muchen to the fitting room.