Chapter 159: The Big Boss's Style
Zhang Wenhai was surprised: "The big boss is doing this?"
He Xiangdong nodded hurriedly, his hands still rubbing his body: "Uh-huh, hum, uh-ah." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"
Zhang Wenhai said in disgust: "Why is this mouth so broken, what kind of pie is this, where are you the big boss?"
He Xiangdong learned the accent of the Hubei and Henan areas: "I'm from Hong Kong." ”
Zhang Wenhai was puzzled: "Why do Hong Kong people speak like this?"
He Xiangdong wiped his nose and spoke in dialect in the cross talk, he said: "I speak the British dialect, and their queen and the girl also have this accent, I'll be obedient." ”
Zhang Wenhai stretched out his voice: "Huh...... Why does the queen smell like this?"
He Xiangdong explained: "She went to Henan to study, learned braised noodles in the braised noodle department of Henan Agricultural University, and later brought this accent back to China. ”
Now the audience suddenly burst into warm applause, especially a few people from Henan, who are about to clap their palms red, this time is overwhelming about the return of topics, programs, performances, they have not watched less, but the performances here are definitely the most interesting, and their interest has risen all at once.
He Xiangdong looked at the enthusiastic reaction of the audience, and knew that there was nothing wrong with his book, and it was very affirmed by the audience. Raised his eyes and looked at the gate again, and could vaguely see the figure of the little beggar at the door tearing the wind's clothes fluttering in the wind, He Xiangdong suddenly felt a lot more at ease, it was really as stable as Mount Tai, even if it was a strong wind, it couldn't blow a single hair of this strange man, He Xiangdong decided to give him a bottle of shampoo after the performance.
Zhang Wenhai looked at the audience's reaction, and his heart relaxed a lot, showed a smile at He Xiangdong, and continued to hold it and said: "Don't talk nonsense, where is the major in the university? ”
He Xiangdong continued to pretend to be stunned, and continued: "Yes, it's all like this, and we in Hong Kong are also like this." ”
Zhang Wenhai's brows furrowed, and he asked: "Are you really from Hong Kong? Why can't I see it at all, what kind of mess are you? Why does it look so strange, you are not pretending, are you not from Hong Kong at all?"
He Xiangdong was still unconvinced: "What's wrong with my pie, what's wrong with my pie?"
Zhang Wenhai said: "What kind of big boss is this, which boss is like you?"
He Xiangdong rolled up his sleeves and became energetic: "You still don't believe it? Hey, I still don't believe it, ah, I'll let you pull your ass with a knife today." ”
Zhang Wenhai also became interested and asked, "Yo, what do you say?"
He Xiangdong said: "I'll let you open your eyes." ”
"Hey, where did you learn this quip. ”
He Xiangdong fumbled around his body, picked up his coat and robe very indecently, grabbed a messy handful of money in his trouser pocket, took out a crumpled hundred yuan from it, threw it directly on the table, and said to Zhang Wenhai: "Huh." ”
Zhang Wenhai looked at the money on the table, a little confused, and asked, "What does this mean?"
He Xiangdong stuffed a large amount of money back, wiped his nose and mouth, and smiled obscenely and embarrassedly: "I heard that you have a girl who listens beautifully." ”
"Woo ......" The audience began to heckle.
Zhang Wenhai was still stunned before he reacted, he was furious at that time, grabbed the folding fan, and was about to hit He Xiangdong.
He Xiangdong hurriedly jumped out of the way, and made a three-fold and four-shake effort: "Don't fight, don't fight, I'll give you another ten yuan, okay?"
As soon as he heard this, Zhang Wenhai was even more angry, and rushed over to beat someone.
He Xiangdong is still dying: "I want to give you no more than five yuan, I can't have more, you have to be honest, you can't speculate." ”
The audience watched this farce and never stopped laughing, it was really fresh, they had never seen such cross talk. In fact, at the beginning, the performance of cross talk in the folk garden was like this, this is the real original and pure cross talk.
It's only later that the taste slowly changed, and there are basically no people who speak cross talk among the people, for decades, these audiences have grown up watching the cross talk of the party, and the first time they see this kind of original cross talk, they will naturally feel very fresh.
In the 90s, the market economy began to take off, but there was no cross talk market among the people, and what He Xiangdong was doing was to cultivate this kind of market and cultivate the market with a truly authentic and earthy cross talk.
It may take many years, but as long as it succeeds, it will be a new life for the already lifeless cross talk.
Zhang Wenhai didn't really hit the fan with it, so he made a few appearances to fight, and put down the folding fan, and He Xiangdong also returned to the position of teasing.
Zhang Wenhai said: "What kind of big boss is this, not as immoral as you?"
He Xiangdong said: "I have money. ”
Zhang Wenhai said: "If you have money, you can change someone else to practice it." ”
He Xiangdong thought for a while, frowned and said with disgust: "Your wife is too old." ”
This time, Zhang Wenhai picked up the folding fan and gave He Xiangdong a head up.
He Xiangdong screamed in pain.
The audience laughed wildly.
Zhang Wenhai put down the fan angrily and scolded: "Don't be so non-google, stop talking nonsense." It's amazing to be rich, who knows how you earned it?"
He Xiangdong rubbed his head: "We all earned it honestly?"
Zhang Wenhaipi said with a smile: "Hehe, who knows, tell me how to earn this money." ”
He Xiangdong said: "This has to start with my grandfather, didn't foreign countries invade us before, and then China didn't win the war, the imperialists saw that China was so powerful, they all carried the urinal basin, held the broken lunch box, and ran back to China with a bang, and they didn't even have time to wear pants." ”
"Good ......" The audience burst into warm applause for a long time.
Zhang Wenhai couldn't interject several times, and turned his head in some astonishment, but he didn't expect the audience to have such a big reaction to this sentence.
He Xiangdong did not have too many surprises, humiliation for more than 100 years in modern times has been deeply imprinted in the heart of every Chinese, and no Chinese does not want their country to be prosperous and strong, and no Chinese is willing to return to that humiliating era.
After a long time, the audience applauded for a while.
Zhang Wenhai exhaled slowly, then turned around again, looked at He Xiangdong obliquely and asked, "What about later?"
He Xiangdong explained: "Isn't this a good heart, I'm afraid that they don't have pants and have nothing to carry around when they pee at night." ”
Zhang Wenhai was surprised: "Ah, pee pocket?"
He Xiangdong said: "This can't go abroad, my grandfather has no choice but to go to Hong Kong to send them to them, this foreigner is a thousand thanks to my grandfather, and if he has to be an official, my grandfather can't run back." ”
Zhang Wenhai asked, "What official?"
He Xiangdong said: "That head chef." ”
Zhang Wenhai said disdainfully: "Isn't this just a cook, he will be an official anywhere." ”
He Xiangdong explained: "It's an official, and there are many cooks under him." ”
Zhang Wenhai said: "That's not an official, what will your grandfather do?"
He Xiangdong replied: "Braised noodles." ”
Zhang Wenhai smiled: "I know." ”
He Xiangdong continued: "Although we are making braised noodles, our wages are very high, and my father and I are making braised noodles there and making a lot of money. ”
Zhang Wenhai asked again: "Then you make so much money, why are you coming back if you don't stay in Hong Kong?"
As soon as he heard this, He Xiangdong hugged his head, covered his chest and made a painful look, and slammed his head on the table, not to mention how remorseful he was.
Seeing this, Zhang Wenhai was also a little surprised and asked, "Yo, what's wrong, talk slowly." ”
He Xiangdong raised his head and said regretfully: "That time, didn't the queen come and asked me to stew noodles for her, saying that she wanted to comment on my craftsmanship." ”
Zhang Wenhai nodded and said, "I know, she also graduated from the braised noodles department." ”
He Xiangdong covered his chest and said sadly: "Something's wrong, if something happens, I'll just say a word and something will happen." ”
Zhang Wenhai said curiously: "What are you talking about?"
He Xiangdong said: "I'll take a hundred yuan out and ask the queen if there is a good-looking princess?"
"Huh?" Zhang Wenhai was completely dumbfounded.
The bottom rings, the end. (To be continued.) )