He Xiangdong didn't say much, took out the jade and hit a bunch of flowers, and then Banyan returned to normal, opened his mouth and sang.

"The roasted wheat went out and lost his life,

When a meatloaf returned to the camp, he hooked up the rescuers.

The pot helmet hung the marshal's order,

The fire that rises is the vanguard of the front.

He will have enough for a hundred thousand of the baked cakes of the hanging oven,

The buckwheat bread urged food and held it to the back camp.

The sound of the red helmet cannon shook the heavens and the earth,

He didn't come long to be in Mantou City.

And they set up camp above the bread of millet flour,

That opened a few companies and camps of steamed dumplings......"

The dumplings are all made up of various snacks Taiping lyrics, dumplings are the name of the old Beijingers, the old Beijingers call noodles and all kinds of pastries collectively called dumplings, there are hundreds of kinds of dumplings in this Taiping lyrics, which can make people hungry, and it is of great significance to stimulate consumption and expand domestic demand.

Fang Wenqi and Fan Wenquan watched He Xiangdong sing freely on stage next to the entrance door, Fan Wenquan said: "Senior brother, this Dongzi's willow work is amazing, this basic skill is simply too solid, how did you teach it, senior brother?"

Fang Wenqi smiled slightly and said: "How else can you teach, we are all taught by the same master, and the methods of practicing are the same, it is nothing more than practicing hard every day, if you don't go crazy, you can't survive, you didn't see that crazy energy when this kid practiced hard." ”

Fan Wenquan nodded and sighed: "My apprentice has not been so crazy. ”

Fang Wenqi glanced at him and said, "That apprentice of yours is too floating, you are too used to him." ”

Fan Wenquan glanced back at his senior brother and did not reply.

After all, he is someone else's apprentice, and he doesn't have much to say, so the end of the words is that Fang Wenqi continued: "This time, let's bet on the two children to win or lose, and this bet hasn't been said yet." ”

Fan Wenquan smiled: "What's the matter? You still gamble money? Senior brother, you are poor as pants, do you still have money?"

Fang Wenqi snorted lightly and said, "It's all about what kind of money is bet on cross talk, so Dongzi wins and you pass on three traditional cross talk to him, and Guo Qing wins and I do the same." ”

Fan Wenquan was surprised: "Ho, I said senior brother, you promised to be so happy, it turns out that you have taken a fancy to my cross talk?"

Fang Wenqi said: "Let's just say if you have the courage to bet, it's really not good, no matter whether Guo Qing wins or loses, I will pass the three paragraphs to him." ”

Fan Wenquan smiled and said, "Senior brother, don't provoke me, I'm a faceless person, this trick is useless to me." ”

Fang Wenqi said seriously: "I'm not provoking you, I'm telling the truth, as long as Guo Qing wants to learn, as long as I can, I will teach him." ”

Fan Wenquan was really surprised this time, he widened his eyes and asked, "As the old saying goes, it is better to give up an ingot of gold than to pass on a word of spring." We said that cross talk is very close to his own unique skills, when did you become so generous, brother. ”

Fang Wenqi smiled bitterly: "It's not as good as we were back then, in order to learn a good joke back then, we could suffer any hardship and any crime, and what Cheng Men Lixue did was not a matter to us at all." But now, no one wants to learn these old jokes and good jokes, and now it's not the students who are rushing to the teacher, it's the teacher who is begging the students to learn. ”

Fan Wenquan also sighed and said, "Yes, people's hearts are impetuous." ”

Fang Wenqi continued: "Since the reform of cross talk, I have known that traditional cross talk is about to be lost, so I have been in contact with artists who know old jokes for decades, and I have learned a lot over the years, and I know more than 500 paragraphs, I really hope to pass it on." ”

"How much?" Fan Wenquan exclaimed, his voice an octave higher.

"More than five hundred paragraphs?" Fan Wenquan exclaimed again.

Fang Wenqi nodded.

Fan Wenquan was still a little incredible, and said: "How can you have so much, the old-timers don't know as much as you, senior brother, you have been ...... all these years How did you live?"

Fang Wenqi didn't answer, how could he say one or two words clearly about the suffering he had suffered in the past few decades, he just sighed silently: "I'm just...... I just don't want the cross talk to be lost. ”

Fan Wenquan was silent, he had been running around for decades to save traditional cross talk, this old man was so stubborn, he didn't have to think about it, Fan Wenquan knew that his senior brother must have suffered a lot over the years, and he had no stable income, he was selling art everywhere, and he didn't earn much, and he had to beg people everywhere with a shy face to learn art, he couldn't eat or sleep well, no wonder he grew old so fast.

Thinking of this, Fan Wenquan's eyes were red, and he said in a dumb voice: "Senior brother, don't worry, as long as I will, I will teach Dongzi, I will teach him, and I will teach him." ”

Fang Wenqi patted Fan Wenquan's shoulder, and a relieved smile appeared on his vicissitudes of life.

On stage, He Xiangdong was still singing.

"And the head of the nest was set in the middle of the earth,

The meat is burned in the south, and it is the fire propylene ding.

That due west Gengxin Jin is a casual food to make trouble,

The water in the north is crystal buns, and the trouble is even more fierce.

The oriental hard-faced gluttony A B wood,

He handed the golden steel circle into the air.

When the moon cake shines like day,

Poured the rice cake veteran into the battle.

The silk cake went to break the formation in a rage,

He came into battle and met the round eyes and baked cakes.

The sugar ear was defeated and fled for his life,

The honey twist flower stood in the middle of the formation and shouted.

Then he said that the hot dumplings were trapped in the cage drawer,

That boiled dumplings jumped over the pot and survived.

The omelet was startled when he heard it,

That scared Miss Milk Roll into tears.

Someone broke through the gluttonous array,

Unless it's the hungry burp that comes to gnaw on the ground. ”

He Xiangdong finally bowed his hand, came to a finish and sang: "You can bear more if it's good or not, I want to read everyone, and the joy of the family is Fushou Kangning!"

Take a deep bow and leave.

The audience applauded enthusiastically and applauded again and again.

Lin Zhengjun came to the stage again to report the curtain: "Next, please enjoy the traditional cross talk "White Affair Meeting", performed by Fang Wenqi and Fan Wenquan. ”

When the host got off the stage, Fang Wenqi said: "Senior brother, it's time for the two of us." ”

Fan Wenquan closed his eyes, suppressed his undulating and excited heart, and said, "Okay, senior brother, let's go." ”

When the two of them came to the stage, they were all smiling, cross talk artists, and the drama was bigger than the sky.

He Xiangdong went backstage and saw Guo Qing who was drinking water and resting there, walked over to find a stool to sit down, took a glass of water, drank it with a grunt, and then asked, "What will you say later?"

These two children who are not afraid of death are really a burden.

Guo Qing glanced at his junior brother obliquely, and said, "Today is talking about traditional cross talk, and I naturally do it too, will the Manchu and Han Dynasty have a full seat?"

He Xiangdong secretly breathed a sigh of relief, he really knew how to do it in the whole banquet of the Manchu and Han Dynasty, this kid was too gluttonous, and he was addicted to cross talk when he had nothing good to eat.

"I will. He Xiangdong said.

Guo Qingdao: "That's okay, I'll hold it later, don't blame my senior brother if you can't catch it." ”

It's that arrogant look again, He Xiangdong hates it so much that his teeth itch.

Guo Qing asked again: "What will you say?"

He Xiangdong said: "Sell five instruments, will it?" ”

Guo Qing was stunned for a moment, and his heart was also shocked, selling five weapons is an extremely difficult job, this little kid can really do it? This job is not too good for himself, but seeing He Xiangdong staring at him with suspicious eyes, he can only stalk his neck and say: "Don't you just sell five weapons, it's simple." ”