The 700 yellow steamed buns were sold out, and Lao Huang got up early and started the production of the next batch of yellow steamed buns.

Repeating the same action every day is not boring, because Lao Huang sticks to his beliefs.

The audience watched Lao Huang drive the donkey to grind the millet and the sound of the stone mill pressing the wheat, playing a pleasant music.

With the accompaniment, can there be less singing? Lao Huang happily sang the folk songs of northern Shaanxi.

dialect, the vast majority of the audience can't understand it, maybe many Shaanxi people can't understand it. Speaking of which, northern Shaanxi, Guanzhong, and southern Shaanxi are actually very different in terms of geography, climate, customs, language, and culture.

But the hearts of the audience understood, and they were full of emotion.

Right now!

Before the audience could ask what kind of folk song in northern Shaanxi this was, someone helped the audience do it for them!

"What kind of song is this?"

Voice-over?

The voice is a little muffled, but it's a little familiar.

As soon as the camera turned,

And the screams rang out!

"Ahh!!!h

"Pit Master !!!"

", it's actually the pit master!"

"It's too late, the pit master came out to steal the show!"

......

Isn't it Su Luo?

Squatting on the side of the small grain field in front of the cave, grabbing a yellow bun without any image and gnawing violently, his mouth and face were covered with crumbs, this posture looked like a starving ghost who had not eaten for three days, his mouth was full, and of course his speech was slurred.

Seeing Su Luo's frozen red cheeks bulging, chewing twice, swallowing his stomach, and taking another big bite, the remaining half of the yellow bun was stuffed into his mouth......

Fans have to doubt life and swallow their saliva.

"Is the yellow bun really so delicious? The pit master actually eats it so much that he doesn't even have his image!"

"It's so fragrant!!!"

Wait, that's not the point!

"Damn, Lao Huang is working hard, you pit goods are watching from the side and don't want to help?"

"You're still having so much fun, you social scum!"

"Eating and watching people work, are you embarrassed? Do you still have a conscience?"

"Lazy, scum, scum!"

"The moths of society!"

"Don't stop me, I'm going to rush into the TV and beat up the pit master!"

"Hahahahahaha~~~!!"

It's all a fan joke.

After Su Luo appeared on the camera, no matter whether he was squatting or standing, how ugly he looked at food, he was still the most beautiful lover in the world.

Fans across the country are boiling and excited!

On TV,

Lao Huang laughed: "Northern Shaanxi folk songs, young people don't know it!"

Su Luo grabbed another yellow bun, gave a thumbs up and shouted, "It's so good to sing!"

Lao Huang: "Yo ho, you young people don't listen to this anymore!"

Su Luo: "Who said it, didn't I just listen?"

Lao Huang: "Hahahaha, director, do you still know music?"

Su Luo: "Well, I've learned a few notes, and I know a little bit~!"

The audience spurted out a mouthful of old blood!

Ah, hey, Lao Huang, you really don't know who he is?

Ah, hey, pit master, don't take you to pretend to be like this, you've learned a few notes, and you know a little bit?

Su Luo shamelessly changed to a nondescript northern Shaanxi accent: "Don't believe it, don't believe it, I'll give you a song, don't tell you, I'm Shaanxi Di, don't look at me I'm only 14 years old this year, but I will also write songs from Shaanxi!"

"Hahaha~~~!!"

"Bah, you stinky shameless!"

"You me off~!, you're still Shaanxi?"

"14-year-old, what about your face, pit master, what about your face!!!"

Fans are going to have fun, and they don't know how many people are holding their stomachs and laughing until they fall off the sofa.

Lao Huang smiled, and almost rolled his eyes: "Blow, you continue to blow! Who are you fooling?

"I'm from Shaanxi, do you believe me~~!"

Su Luo stared at his eyes and puffed his mouth, and he began to sell cute, the picture was too beautiful, spicy eyes!

"Hahaha! I don't believe even a punctuation mark when you say it, and I can't believe it if you can sing......"

"My family lives on the Loess Plateau~~~!

A strong wind blows from the slope ~~~~!

Whether it's a northwest wind or a southeast wind,

It's all my songs

My song

......”

If you don't agree with each other, you will sing!

On TV, Lao Huang was stunned!

In front of the TV, the audience was dumbfounded......

"My family lives on the Loess Plateau

The four-season wind blows from the slopes

It doesn't matter if it's 800 years or 10,000 years

It's all my songs

My song

.......”

It's messy, everyone is messy, and they don't know how to react, so they can only scold the pit owner again and cover it up.

"Dead comic ~~~!!"

"Hey, it's so annoying, the artistic conception is all destroyed!"

"Lao Huang sings much better than you!"

......

As soon as the picture turned, it seemed that a new batch of 700 yellow buns was ready again, and on the street, the tricycle bells were jingling.

"Yellow Bun~~Yellow Bun in Northern Shaanxi~~~!"

It was Su Luo who was riding on the pedal pedal of the tricycle, and it was also Su Luo who was shouting, sweating profusely, and Lao Huang was sitting on the back of the car.......

"One piece of five and one feed~~!!"

"Oops, hey, a dollar for a !!"

"Five cents a piece! If you earn five cents, then I can't work for nothing, you score five cents for me. ”

"Can this be sold?"

"Absolutely!"

"Why?"

"I'm handsome, Huang Bao Bao~~~ I'm Kangjiagou!

This scene is very funny, but the audience can't laugh, even if the shameless joke is cute again, the tears still can't be controlled.

"Indiscriminate price increases!"

"Why is the price indiscriminately rising, only five yuan a piece, and there are dozens of foreign hamburgers each, it is very reasonable for us to increase it by five cents!"

"Can it be compared with foreigners, the steamed bun is worth this value, everything is fate, and it is not up to anyone at all. ”

"My life is up to me! How can our traditional food not be as good as foreigners, his hamburger is not our meat bun to put it bluntly, what's the big deal, which one do you choose?"

"Meat sandwich bun, hehe, energetic!"

"Isn't it, it, why are hamburgers more expensive than our meat buns? Yellow buns are only eaten by people in the lower riba, right? Why can't they be sold to foreigners at a high price?

Times have changed, your concept has to change, open your horizons, what kind of donkey to use, the efficiency of changing the machine is high!

As long as the taste of the cordial yellow millet remains unchanged, it is still so delicious, and it is still so real, rushing out of northern Shaanxi and going to the world, we can also sell it to foreigners for dozens of yuan!

Huang Bao Bao, the first Huang Bao in northern Shaanxi~~~!"

Su Luo's words made Lao Huang laugh,

"How is it possible, if you want to say this, you have to make people laugh to death, this baby is really, baby... Director, are you really from Shaanxi?"

"Hey, actually I'm... Not only a director, but also a singer, an actor, a dancer, a poet, a magician, I can't count them......

Yo ho, don't believe me?

That's right if you don't believe it, the biggest liar in the world is me, but if you really ask me... My hometown..... Whew~!"

Su Luo was out of breath, pedaling the little three-wheeled hard, hehe smiled and raised his head, took a deep breath, and sang!

"Walk through~!

Traveling all over the world, my home is everywhere.

Walking long distances, wind and rain; climbing the high platform, preaching the scriptures; On the sound of the piano, the six tones are all created; On the sound of the characters, the four tones dare not be bad; On the plot, one white, two laughs and three hums, the foreigner must be like him; acting in a bitter drama will lead people to tears; acting in a musical drama will make people laugh haha.

Since ancient times, the drama is not fake, how can it be said that the actor is crazy and the watcher is melon.

When you meet a bosom friend, you are welcome, and your skills are not to be boasted of.

It's also a culture.

Leave him alone!

Vulgar husbands, vulgar people!

Laugh at us!

......”