Chapter 076: Ugly people make a lot of mistakes

"What's going on?"

Huang Sanshi, Cheng He, and the two of them got up from the bed one by one, went out of the bedroom, opened the door, and looked outside.

"I couldn't see anything at the door. ”

"Shall we go over and have a look?"

"Don't you wait for Xu Mu?"

While the two were talking, Xu Mu also came out of the bedroom and listened to the dull sound of the knock outside.

Said to the two people at the door: "It should be beating the flower drum outside." ”

"Knocking on the hub?"

"Yes, it's a traditional local performance. ”

"Let's see?"

The two looked at each other, and interest rose in their hearts.

"Let's go. ”

The two stepped out of the door, and Cheng He turned his head again: "Xu Mu, together." ”

"Wait a minute,"

Xu Mu glanced at the only bedroom that had not yet been opened, then withdrew his gaze and turned to the camera in the hall.

Walk over and pick up one, turn it on, and then walk out with it, and bring it to chase Huang Sanshi Cheng He and the two people.

After Xu Mu left, Fan Dalong and the three of them also got up.

When I went out of the bedroom, I found that the other two doors were open.

Teacher Huang, Cheng He, and Xu Mu... All three were not in the house.

When I went to get the camera, I found that there were only two devices left.

"What's going on?"

The three of them were confused for a while, and they couldn't care so much.

Picking up the remaining two pieces of equipment, he rushed out of the B&B and embarked on a journey to find the threesome who watched the flower drum.

……

May 1st is Friday.

However, because it is Labor Day, many units are closed, so that many people have a relaxing time after spending a gloomy Thursday.

Li Minghui is a student in Class 3 (6) of Huainan No. 5 Junior High School and is 14 years old this year.

As a junior high school student with the pressure of going to school, I got up at 5 o'clock in the morning to memorize English words, texts, and Chinese compositions.

After breakfast at 7 a.m.... I swiped three more math papers.

After lunch and lunch break, his son Jackie Chan... hated him, his mother who was scrap iron and steel, Wang Yun unprecedentedly asked his father Li Guangyuan to take him out to play.

It's famous... Seeing that you kid is too stressed to study, I am soft-hearted and let you out to relax.

Coming out of the house, Li Minghui was taken by his parents to go shopping in the downtown shopping mall, and the family of three bought two pieces of clothes each.

Later, Li Guangyuan said that there was a cultural festival in Shungeng Village, and he could take Li Minghui to see it, increase his knowledge, and feel the influence of local culture.

Li Minghui's mother Wang Yun heard it, this is okay.

immediately made a decision, urging Li Guangyuan to drive their mother and son to Shungeng Village.

Li Minghui's family came late, and when they arrived at Shungeng Village, it was already more than four o'clock in the afternoon.

There were only about 300 people in the village, but on this day, many outsiders came.

Inside and out, it's broken by a thousand.

Missed the salon at noon in Shungeng Village... Li Minghui's family strolled along the main road of Shungeng Village with the flow of people.

The walls on both sides of the main road are filled with wall paintings.

On each wall, there are two or three pictures, the top half is a picture of a delicacies, and the bottom half is also full of text descriptions.

Each dish, its development process, and what kind of story it contains are marked on it one by one.

As the flow of people strolled and his eyes swept over the wall with a total of 84 dishes with the characteristics of Hui Province, Li Minghui, a junior high school student, was deeply touched in his heart.

The food of my Dahui Province... The culture has a far-reaching influence, which makes him, a small Huainan junior high school student, feel proud.

At the same time, he was also tempted by the picture above, and the temple of the five internal organs that had been sacrificed at noon became empty unconsciously.

"Dad, Mom. ”

"Xiao Ming, what's wrong?"

"I'm hungry!"

……

At six o'clock, it was dusk.

The golden crow fluttered its wings and went west, and the golden light poured behind it, falling on the mottled earth.

Shun Geng Village has three spacious plots, one in the lodge and one at the entrance for parking lots.

The last one is the square of Shungeng Village, at the other end opposite the parking lot.

In this square, there are stalls set up at noon, selling all kinds of snacks, as well as some Hui delicacies that are easy to make.

But if people want to eat, they have to pay, well, in exchange for the same price.

Li Minghui was taken by his parents to satisfy his appetite in the snack square that was improvised at this theme rally.

On the other side, inside Shungeng Villa, it is completely different.

There are only less than 200 people in total, and in the afternoon, I watched the flower drum show outside, and a group of six people who came together with the lively mushroom house were also here.

In the huge backyard, there is an LED screen on the central stage, which shows a live broadcast of a room in the villa.

The room inside is more like a kitchen, with a stove, a countertop, and all kinds of vegetables...

However, it can be seen through the screen that the room inside is not small, and there are four people inside, and it looks like it is a competition.

In fact, it is.

Outside the venue, the stall set up at noon was still there, and more than 100 people sat in the backyard looking at the central LED screen and eating some dried fruits on the table.

As for the group from the mushroom house, they sat in the room arranged by Xu Mu's father Xu Dongsheng when they came in the morning, and they talked about the 42-inch LCD TV in the house.

"The public outside is just trying to be lively, and in this Zhuangzi is the highlight of the cultural festival.

This is a PK exchange within the catering system, which takes place every year.

Most of the people on the stage are some hotel chef disciples, and some confident rookies in the culinary industry.

Every time this cultural festival is held, at this juncture, people from Huizhou TV come over to get some materials.

After all, our Huizhou Province has a strong Huizhou cuisine culture, and there are also some food programs or something.

So for this kind of meaningful activity, they come every time. ”

Xu Mu temporarily acted as a commentator, and the others nodded, looking at the TV screen, which was like chopping vegetables and carrying pots and playing, relaxed and comfortable, and looked very comfortable like art.

Cheng Heque suddenly burst out of a sentence: "Seeing them cooking here, I'm hungry." ”

Xu Mu and the others looked at Cheng He, only to see him staring at the TV hanging on the wall with beads in his eyes.

He turned his head as if he had a feeling, and saw Xu Mu and the five of them looking at him, and couldn't help but wonder: "What are you looking at me?"

"Is it because I'm too handsome?"

Cheng He felt that his thoughts were very realistic, squinting his eyes, smiling evilly, and a little silly.

"I know I'm handsome, but I don't want you to stare at me like that. ”

"I'm Cheng He, male, female-loving, don't like men, and have no bad habits. ”

"So..."

"Wait!"

"What kind of expressions do you have!"

Huang Sanshi said helplessly: "He, you are too narcissistic, do you know?"

"Yes?"

"Nope!"

Cheng He looked left and right and asked.

Xu Mu said speechlessly: "Brother He, come on, come on." ”

"What's wrong?"

"Look at me, then look at Teacher Huang, and Brother Han, Dalong, Haoyun, which of them is not more handsome than you?"

"You're going too far, there are only six of us in total, and you're beating me to the bottom at once???

I'm not convinced!"

"Have you ever heard a word? ”

"What?"

"Ugly people are so weird!"

Cheng He: ......

Voice: Are you changing the law to say that I am ugly?

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