Huang Xiaochuan, who jumped out of the car, walked quickly across the road, and had been waiting for the six sons on the other side of the road to meet him, the two of them looked at each other like friends who hadn't seen each other for a long time, smiled, patted each other's shoulders again, and then walked straight over to the stewed stall with their shoulders hooked.

Today's braised boiled stall has an unprecedented new dish, and the little fat man picked a few of the braised goods made in the city and took them to the night market to sell, which can make Jiao San, who sells clothes, and Li Tielong, who sells books, the two wine putty, very happy.

Originally, Yao Yuan was troublesome and refused to add new dishes.

The most feared thing about dry catering is that the wine putty who is good at drinking is lying in the stall for a night, not to mention that it is easy to drink and make trouble when the seats are empty, Yao Yuan has always refused to sell wine in his stall, let alone provide snacks.

However, the stewed fire that I sell is a good material for wine, even if there are no other appetizers, most of the guests will bring some wine and drink two sips of the braised large intestine.

And the little fat man who fell in the eyes of money had long been clamoring to add wine and food, so he wanted to sell more money, Yao Yuan kept prevaricating, and as a result, people directly took the ready-made braised goods made in the city and sold them, especially the braised pig's tail and pig trotters, which were very popular.

There is no way for Yao Yuan to turn a blind eye, anyway, he is making more money for himself, and people are thinking about increasing the unit price of customers, which is fine!

Jiao San and Li Tielong squatted on the small bench, gnawing the pig's tail unscrupulously, tearing the pig's trotters, taking a sip of wine, a mouthful of large intestines, and drinking a bottle of two pots of head beautifully, as soon as they looked up, Huang Maoer and Liuzi had already walked to the front.

The two of them hurriedly stood up: "Hey, hey, this is not Huang ~ ......"

Jiao San wanted to say "Huang Mao'er", but felt a little wrong, and hurriedly corrected: "This is not Brother Chuan'er, but I haven't seen you for a few days, what does this mean that you have been mixing well recently?" ”

Huang Xiaochuan's cold face squeezed out a smile, and ordered a few things on the table with his hand: "It's okay, I've been a little busy lately, why are you two so good?" ”

Li Tielong spit out the bones in his mouth and took over the conversation: "It's not, it's just this thing, satisfy your cravings and drink, and take two mouthfuls after closing the stall every day, that's called comfort, it's much better than going to the restaurant, what's the matter, Brother Chuan'er, let's drink some together?" ”

Facing Li Tielong's invitation, Huang Xiaochuan thanked him: "No, I'll talk to the six sons and two of them about something, let's go another day, it's still here, I'll please!" ”

After that, his eyes wandered around, and he pulled Liuzi to find a corner and sit down.

Xie Lao'er, who finally finished the account, came over upside down, and called a brother on his lips very sweetly: "Yo, brother, why are you free to come?" ”

Huang Xiaochuan's eyes narrowed: "What's the matter, we can't come to your stall?" ”

"Hey, brother, you came to eat at our stall as a person, that is to lift us, you see what you want to eat, I will increase the amount for you without increasing the price!" Xie Laopao'er smiled a little flatteringly.

Huang Xiaochuan made a false gesture: "If you don't mess with those useless things, just serve us a few drinks and dishes from Jiao San'er and them, and then bring two bowls of stew, and then you can help me go to the store opposite to buy a bottle of Site." ”

Xie Laopao'er was just about to leave, but the sixth son stopped him again: "I said brother, if you have any vegetarian dishes that can be drunk, get a plate." ”

Xie Lao Pao'er stood up and scratched his head: "Brother, there are really no vegetarian dishes, I told Yao Yuan'er's grandson, Ya has never given it to you." ”

"You classmates are quite diverse, why don't you even give a vegetarian dish? Rich too lazy to earn, right? So what's he not doing now? You call me, I'm looking for him for something. Huang Xiaochuan seemed to suddenly remember something.

"He was still there just now, and a classmate looked for him and went home first." Xie Laopao'er replied that Yao Yuan had just taken the little flower to hang around the stall, and happened to meet Wang Hongyu, who had just finished watching the concert, and the three of them went home first.

Xie Lao'er was reluctant to do business, and resolutely stayed to watch the stall.

Huang Xiaochuan was a little surprised, pointing to the many diners around: "Yao Yuanxin is so big? Such a good business is not staring here? ”

Xie Laopao'er cut his mouth: "Isn't there me here, I'll find you two cucumbers for you in a while, you can make do with it, and next time you come, I will definitely get some vegetarian dishes to clear your mouth." ”

After saying that, he turned around and went to get busy.

When he came back with a bottle of liquor, he saw Huang Xiaochuan and Liuzi's heads together, talking mysteriously.

Xie Lao'er was curious, leaned over from behind, and vaguely heard something: "What kind of scourge at the door of the house, you have to get rid of it, Gu Yanwang, what Shunzi was sent in......"

Hearing a little bit intermittently, he knew that what the two people said was not a good thing, so he hurriedly coughed: "Brother, I bought you the wine you wanted." ”

I saw Huang Xiaochuan turn his head, and his eyes glanced at him slantedly: "Little thing, you still have someone who eavesdropped on your brother?!" ”

It turned out that people had long known that they were standing behind him, and Xie Laopao was embarrassed: "No, I don't have ......"

"If you have that curiosity, you should take a good look at your stall first, why is everyone eating at your place, do you still know those two little cubs over there?" Huang Xiaochuan taught a lesson, and pointed to the two and a half children on the side.

A big bowl of braised belly boiled, two and a half children covered their stomachs comfortably and didn't want to move.

Xu Zhiyong watched Erduan pour the last bit of soup in the big bowl with a few coriander leaves into his mouth, and was about to squeeze him a few words, when Duang on the table in front of him was cold, and chopped the kitchen knife on the table!

At this time, it can be seen that the two of them have not been in vain on the street during this time, and their reaction speed is very fast. The two of them walked out in unison, and then looked back.

I saw a little fat man of the same age as himself gritting his teeth and dancing his teeth and claws: "Don't think I don't know what you two do, if you come to my stall to eat, I welcome you, but if you want to make trouble at my stall, you see if I chop your hands!" Go back and talk to that black and green, and then the scourge around you will do it sooner or later! ”

Hu Xiaochuber, who initiated the ruthlessness, actually looked a little bit, and a series of words were called a loud sound here!

Xu Zhiyong pulled the second stunned, looked at the little fat man in front of him, and then looked at the few people eating and laughing behind him, and was stunned for a while.

……

Yao Yuan looked at Wang Hongyu in front of him, and he was also a little confused.

This grandson is really a little talented in music, and he hummed a few songs casually, but he actually took off the score, and simply sang it with guitar accompaniment, and the degree of restoration is highly consistent with the original song.

It seems that he deserves to eat this bowl of rice in the future.

Wang Hongyu was obviously still excited by the atmosphere at the just-concluded Qi Qin concert, the lonely brave finished singing, and sang my motherland, my motherland sang and came to a song like a summer flower, and then before it was enjoyable, he stumbled and stumbled a song of blooming life......

Wang Hongyu's voice is clear and a little hoarse, the treble is wide enough, the bass is magnetic, and a guitar is brilliant, seeing that Xiaohua'er looks at Wang Hongyu's eyes are full of little stars.

In the ninety-three years of the music world, it was an era of many immortals, especially the kings and queens from Hong Kong and Taiwan, who all launched works that can be called god-level. Rao is like this, these songs from later generations are also outstanding, especially these songs have a characteristic, all of which highlight the spirit and feelings of individuals.

In this era of emphasizing collectivity, these songs, whether they are melodies or words, have hit the hearts of slightly rebellious young people, and the appeal of the rhythm is something that can rarely be heard in that era, no wonder Wang Hongyu is locked up at home and does nothing, sorting out the messy tunes that Yao Yuan usually hums.

originally had the intention to help Wang Hongyu in his singing career, who knew that he was a caring person, and if there was a slight opportunity around him, he actually seized it!

"Yuan'er, my mother and my dad have both said that although the styles of these songs are different, they are all rare masterpieces, and they are very popular, do you think I can sing these songs or not?!" Wang Hongyu finally got tired of singing, and asked proudly holding the guitar.

Nonsense, such songs are all classics that have become very popular in later generations, and these songs are enough to bring out a first-line singer.

Yao Yuanzheng was vague and didn't know how to answer this conversation, but saw Wang Hongyu's face suddenly change, and looked at it with suspicious eyes: "That's not right!" What's wrong?! If you want to say that you cook a lot of recipes, I can still believe that music and cooking are completely different things, this is art, where did you get the ability, so many fine lyrics and songs, you actually hummed them casually?! ”

Get! This can't be explained, Yao Yuan regretted that he was too angry.

"Cooking is called cooking, and cooking is also an art, no different from music and painting, do you understand this?!" Yao Yuanqiang reasoned.

"It's been almost three years, and I still don't know you? You'd better tell the truth! The doubt in Wang Hongyu's eyes became even stronger.

Yao Yuan gritted his teeth: "Okay, I definitely can't lie to you, but I can only tell you that this is what I dreamed of, and it will be boring for you to continue to dig into the bottom of it." ”

"Dreaming about it? How come I haven't had such good dreams? Wang Hongyu thought that Yao Yuan was still perfunctory, and gritted his teeth a little.

But seeing Yao Yuan nodding solemnly at him: "That's right, it's just a dream, it's not just these songs, there are many other things, don't ask if it's a friend, okay?" ”

Wang Hongyu was stunned for a long time, swept the guitar strings with his right hand, and roared with the guitar: "Okay, you are a genius, this is all your dream!" I believe it! ”

Seeing that Wang Hongyu's head was full of question marks, unwilling to want to get to the bottom of the matter and want to say something, Yao Yuan smiled.

Good friends should be like this, a little bit of everything is to get to the bottom of it, that is to find someone else to lie to you.

"My dad contacted me with a bar called Texas, just over there in Weigong Village, and asked me to go over and sing every weekend, and I still have an income of fifty yuan a day, you say that if I practice these songs well, will I be able to become an instant hit?" Wang Hongyu changed the topic again.

Singing in a bar?

It seems that Wang Hongyu has been locked up at home for the past few days and has not done anything, so I don't know why his parents suddenly became so enlightened and allowed him to go to the bar to sing? And take the initiative to help him get in touch?

Wei Gongcun, isn't that the gate of the art academy where his parents are?

Thinking about it again, haha, there is a high probability that Wang Hongyu went to the street to set up a stall to sell stewed stew without permission to scare his father and mother, and the sons of the two artists became street vendors, or sold them, which is shocking enough.

In order to prevent his son from going further and further down the evil road, it is estimated that he had to make this decision.

"No, what do you say? Go to a bar and sing these songs? Yao Yuan suddenly woke up and asked rhetorically.

"yes, it's definitely going to be hot!" Wang Hongyu is full of confidence.

"No! Absolutely not! Yao Yuan didn't even think about it, and refused directly!