Chapter 642 Condolences
Shen Changle said: "As soon as the folk art troupe arrived in this remote village, the whole village came out. I'm so happy! This professional folk art troupe from the capital came to our remote village to talk about cross talk. Everyone was happy and welcomed them .”

"Oh, there are really villagers here." Hou Zhen said.

Shen Changle said: "The Quyi troupe just got off the car, the head of the troupe hurried out to greet people."

"Then let's talk." Hou Zhen said.

Shen Changle said in Baoding dialect: "Hi, folks, our old Kyoto Opera Troupe was founded in the 55th year of Qianlong in the Qing Dynasty. We, the old Beijing Babaoshan Opera Troupe, came here today to express our condolences to you and to perform cross talk for you."

"Oh..." Hou Zhen said.

Shen Changle turned his mouth to speak again, and immediately said in a very exaggerated Beijing movie: "My mother!!! Come and talk about cross talk! It's awesome!"

"Aiya... Look at how well-spoken this word is, it's as if you've been in a palace." Hou Zhen said with a smile.

"Hahahahaha!!!"

"Woo, woo, woo..."

The audience also burst into laughter. The old Beijing Quyi Troupe spoke Baoding dialect, while the rural people in Jixian County spoke Beijing movies. The comparison between the two is really funny.

Shen Changle continued to take a sip of the Beijing film and said loudly: "Hey, we are in the backcountry, wild shop and deserted village. We haven't seen anything in the world after so much of our life. This is great, we also met this cross talk artist! "

"Okay!" Hou Zhen couldn't bear to look directly at him.

Shen Changle smiled and said: "The leader scratched his head and didn't quite understand. What did he just say about shong??? What is shong a backcountry????"

"My good guy, I still don't understand!!! Jingpu can't understand this mandarin???" Hou Zhen said dumbfounded.

"Hahahahaha!!!"

"Woo, woo, woo..."

The audience laughed, leaning forward and back together with joy.

Shen Changle said: "The deputy head at the side hastened to smooth things over, alas, these are not important, anyway, we are here to tell you all about the cross talk."

"That's right, we're here to perform!"

"En." Hou Zhen said.

Shen Changle made Baoding retort: ​​"Well, what are you usually busy with???"

Immediately afterwards, I switched back to Beijing Movies: "Ah, usually it is mainly farm work. When the farming is not busy, anyway, we also do other small businesses, processing some chips and components for the Silicon Valley of the United States. "

"My god, Silicon Valley! This is hidden!!!" Hou Zhen was shocked.

Shen Changle scratched his head again and said, "This...Silicon Valley, what is a chip???"

Switching again in an instant: "This is the American emperor, north of California, San Francisco in the new metropolitan area..."

"Oh, that's fine, there's no need to explain!!! Their inner vision, can they understand what this is?" Hou Zhenshen praised.

"Hahahahaha!!!"

"Woo, woo, woo..."

"Heh heh heh..."

"Oh, it's so much fun for me to go to Houzhen!"

"I laughed so hard that tears came out, it's so funny hahaha!"

The audience in the audience burst out laughing again, almost dying of joy.

Shen Changle said: "It doesn't matter!!! Anyway, the goal is just one performance!!!"

"Yes, the show is over." Hou Zhen said.

Shen Changle said: "Oh, the villagers are very embarrassed when they say that the performance is going to be performed now."

"Why is that?" Hou Zhen said.

Shen Changle said: "The main thing is that the farming season in this village will soon be busy. Every household in the villagers has to go to the crop fields to harvest wheat. They really don't have the time to listen to cross talk."

"Oh, it's going to be a busy season." Hou Zhen said.

Shen Changle waved his hand and said, "It's nothing to worry about! We'll collect it for you!!!"

"You can also manage the harvesting of wheat???" Hou Zhen said in surprise.

Shen Changle said: "That's so powerful, it will scare you to death!!!"

"As for not?" Hou Zhen said.

Shen Changle said: "When it comes to harvesting wheat, the villagers are all stupid when they reach the crop field!"

"You know, the villagers who harvest wheat have big machines, and the harvesters are driven to harvest. The actors are like sickles. This time, the crosstalk actors of the Quyi Troupe are like wandering dragons returning to the sea. The sickle dancer It’s called an airtight, faster than a harvester!!! Originally, the work that the villagers had done in half a month, with the addition of these crosstalk actors, it was completed in a day and a half!!!”

"Good guy! That's what these grandsons do!!! What kind of cross talk is this?" Hou Zhen praised.

Shen Changle said: "The village chief was stunned watching from the sidelines, tears came out."

"My god!!! How can this compare with others? How can we be farmers compared with others? It's amazing! This is a cross talk artist with both virtue and skill!!!"

"Oh...don't waste this word!" Hou Zhen said speechlessly, frowning.

Shen Changle said: "The wheat has been harvested here, and the group leader dragged the village head to continue the discussion."

"We've finished harvesting the wheat, so let's talk about the performance. If it was in the 90s, the market for hiring people to harvest wheat should be 2000 to [-], and in [-] it was [-] to [-]!"

"This is to collect money???" Hou Zhen said.

Shen Changle waved his hand and said: "No, no, we don't want this money, please let us perform cross talk for you, and we will pay you for coming, and we will give two catties of eggs for each person."

"Good guy, this show is going to be changed like this???" Hou Zhen said.

Shen Changle said: "There are still villagers who are not happy about this. There is a professional chicken farmer in the village who said that two catties of eggs are nothing to worry about. We feed dogs with more than two catties!"

"Hi!!!" Hou Zhen said.

Shen Changle said: "Anyway, there are still a small number of such people, and they are persuaded from left to right. Anyway, what is forced is to arrange this performance."

"It stands to reason that it would be fine to act like this, but something happened later. Slowly, the villagers became more and more fond of this taste. Slowly, the eggs were no longer good, and they had to ask for duck eggs!!!"

"Oh... the duck eggs are big." Hou Zhen said.

Shen Changle said: "After a few more days like this, the duck eggs are no longer good, and the villagers want preserved eggs again!!!"

"That's expensive." Hou Zhen said.

Shen Changle said: "That's right, a preserved egg is quite expensive, but fortunately, someone in the group will pickle this preserved egg."

Hou Zhen said speechlessly: "Good guy! The grandchildren of feelings can do everything, but they can't talk about cross talk!"

"Hahahahaha!!!"

"Woo, woo, woo..."

"Good good!!!"

The audience laughed and clapped wildly.

(End of this chapter)

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