Jingyou Ziwei mouth.

From the end of the Qing Dynasty to the Republic of China, the favorite art form of Tianjin and Beijing is Peking Opera and cross talk.

Why do you talk about cross talk in Tianjin and Beijing?

It's not why, if you want to dig ginseng, you have to go to the Northeast, if you want to dig Cordyceps, you have to go to Tibet, and if you want to find someone who talks cross talk, you have to come to Jinjing, and this is what comes out of these two places.

There is a cross talk teahouse in the Drum Tower, but the place is relatively partial, behind a Wanwan restaurant, and it is not small in the old city.

Chang Xian took Zheng Mang to ask for directions, while buying snacks, and when he arrived at the place, he actually carried a small bag of food, what second sister-in-law pancakes, ripe pear cakes, and the four big pieces of candy, nuts and beans.

This teahouse, like the buildings on the street, is an antique building, and the exterior wall is pasted with a portrait of the cross talk master Ma Sanli, which is particularly amusing, and there are several red lanterns hanging on it.

The people running inside were all wearing nondescript ancient clothes, and when they saw someone coming in, a group at the door immediately shouted loudly in a long voice: "There are guests ......... arrive."

Immediately greeted a girl in her early twenties wearing a cheongsam, but the sneakers on her feet were quite unpleasant, and she smiled secretly in her heart.

After the waiter led the two to find a seat by the window and sat down, Chang Xian asked for two tea packages of fifty yuan, asked Zheng Mang's opinion, ordered a pot of Jin Junmei, asked for a few dim sum, and waited leisurely for the movement on the stage.

The seats in the hall are all traditional square wooden tables, the stage that can best awaken the memory, the red curtain as the background, there is a "door" on the left and right, and the door on the stage is called "into the phase", out. Taiwan's name is "out of the general".

often wandered around for a while, and was a little tired, and leaned back in the chair with a tactic: "While eating melon seeds, listening to cross talk, what I want is this original taste!" ”

He took a sip: "Alas, this tea owes a little ha......"

"Chang Xian, you haven't explained to me about that just now, hurry up?"

It doesn't matter to Zheng Mang whether the tea is good or bad, northerners are used to taking a big tea cup when drinking tea, and put a small half cup of tea in the heavy mouth, and a brew is a day, and few southerners drink tea carefully.

Reporter Zhengda is no exception, eating snacks and drinking tea, but a pair of eyes are staring at Chang Xian.

Seeing that the reporter Zheng Da was so persistent and asked the bottom of the matter, Chang Xian sighed and said: "Sister, your curiosity is too strong, there are too many ways in the antique shop, the water is deep, I have just entered the industry, now it is a civilized society, no matter what, there is a bottom line, before the liberation, it will really kill people."

Chang Xian didn't know the psychology of women, the more he said this, the more energetic the Zheng Da reporter became, and Danfeng's eyes widened: "Say it!" ”

"I'm a newcomer, I'm shallow, I'm arrogant, and you just listen to it, and you should be ......happy."

Chang Xian smiled bitterly, looked at the people around, and whispered: "The so-called new does not say the old, which means that this thing is really old, then needless to say, if it is new and fake, then the fake must be clearly pointed out." In a word, what is said is not true or false, but why it is false. ”

He sneered: "I don't have bad rules, why should I tell him the new and not the old?" If he wants to say it, it's okay, let's fight. ”

"That's it, Doukou, what is Doukou?"

Zheng Mang was curious about this, and was hung for a long time.

But he was often idle and pointed to the front, and just talked about it, and the stage opened.

often looked around, and there were dozens or twenty people sitting in the audience, basically middle-aged and elderly, and one by one there was no one around.

Zheng Mang also frowned slightly, there are more and more forms of entertainment now, and it seems that this teahouse cross talk is also a bit overwhelming.

The first to appear was a little black fat man, who went up and arched his hand, and said slowly:

"Under the surname Wang, he was born in Jinmen, and it is fate to meet you. As for me, I have a lot of miscellaneous skills, and I know a little bit about storytelling, cross talk, and opera, and what I performed today is a commentary. ”

"In ancient times, the owner was happy and threw money up, I don't dare to let you throw ......"

The little black fat man gasped, "Of course, I won't let you do it!"

"Haha!"

Chang Xian and Zheng Mang looked at each other.

"Today's paragraph, everyone is familiar with it, it is called "Peach Blossom Temple". If you want to see that you are happy, applaud and cheer, I will be satisfied. If you feel bad, I will bow my head and listen to it after scolding twice, and improve it in the future......."

The little black fat man bowed and began to sing.

Pingju is widely circulated in Northeast China and North China, and people of this age have basically heard it.

Anyway, it sounds pretty good, and there is a lot of applause below.

……

Taking advantage of his free time, Chang Xian threw a broken bean into his mouth and continued: "There is a saying in the antique industry, called "Doukou".

"The word Doukou was originally a term for flag people to play birds, which means that Doukou does not fight hands, and does not play really."

"Later, it evolved into the antique business, and it became that the seller did not really want to sell things, but to test the eyesight of the person who collected the treasure."

"This kind of temptation is blatant, almost a provocation, generally only the seller and the treasure collector have a deep hatred, and they want to smash people's signboards, they will do this."

Zheng Mang thought while snorting melon seeds: "Do you want to put forward conditions when you fight, if he dares to fight, you dare to slap him to death?" How did he know he couldn't fight? ”

Chang Xian smiled: "It's a rule to fight under the mouth, he dares to mention me if he dares to respond, I reminded him, his things are dog vinegar, he can only soften." ”

He raised his eyebrows at Zheng Mang: "As for the jade pendant you picked first, it can't even be counted as a new oil, so you can only call a dog to beat vinegar."

……

Next is a cross talk.

The image of the two brothers is very distinctive, the little one looks smooth and smart, and the big one looks honest and honest, like the stupid son of the landlord's family, but when he shakes the burden, he finds that the puff is a pig and eats a tiger.

The two of them are not very old, but their kung fu is sophisticated, and their burdens are brittle, and they make people laugh from time to time.

……

"You're so short of money, haven't you heard someone say such a thing?"

"Which one?"

"If you want to be rich, have fewer children and rob more tombs."

"People have fewer children and more trees."

"Tree, there is a tomb next to the tree, and it has to be stolen."

"But let's say that the tomb robbery of cross talk has no experience."

"Practice."

"How do you practice tomb robbing?"

"Take your ancestral grave to practice."

"Why? Why don't you take your ancestral grave to practice?"

"Our ancestors are nothing. Your ancestors were salt merchants, and then you didn't mean the funeral goods of your ancestors...... Right. ”

"Right...... Train. ”

"So, let's buy 60 catties of explosives first."

"Why did you buy explosives?"

"Buried in your ancestral grave, buried it, I'll press it, bang...... It's smoking. ”

"Brother, it's too ruthless, 60 catties of explosives, take a look, our ancestors' legs have blown up the tree."

……

This cross talk is really funny, and it is clean, Zheng Mang laughed so much, she beckoned the waiter over, pointed to the stage and said, "Please send two flower baskets to these two brothers!" ”

The waiter's face smiled, and he thanked him and walked away.

This is the tradition of the teahouse, the flower basket is color, a flower basket is fifty, and the recyclable flower basket is similar to rewarding money, but it must be subtle and respectful.

When the two brothers on the stage received the flower basket, their spirits were shocked, they bowed deeply to Chang Xian's side, and continued to work the stage.