But seeing Zhen Ying's short body, her demeanor is decisive. The jade pendant in his hand touched and began to talk eloquently.

Other performers are standing behind the table, and she has to stand on the table to barely let the back row see her.

With a robe, although the painting style is a little strange, but the momentum is very intimidating.

A paragraph of "Reporting the Name of the Dish" is easy to come by, and the mouth is flying, which makes a world discolored, and the sun and the moon are dull.

No emotion, it's all skill.

Zhen Ying: I'm just an emotionless machine for announcing the name of a dish.

At the end of the first paragraph of "Crab Meat Soup is Three Fresh Mushu Soup...... Zhen Ying clasped her fists with both hands and took a slight break.

Thunderous applause.

"Anything else?"

It is clear that this person is not a prepared childcare.

If it's a childcare, you have to say "I can't eat it." ”

However, regardless of whether there is childcare or not, the people below answer the call, and Zhen Ying can continue to report.

But seeing that she waved her hand and crooked her mouth, she showed a very demonic smile.

At that moment, the soul of the dragon king god of war Ultra was possessed, and the aura of a king and a tyrant was immediately like a pheromone out of control, scurrying around, directly suppressing many ordinary people who had no ability to resist.

"There are also red meatballs, white meatballs, boiled meatballs, croquettes, squeaky meatballs, southern fried meatballs, mushu meatballs, branded croquettes, tofu meatballs, three fresh meatballs, four happy meatballs, shrimp meatballs, dried fish meatballs, Yipin meatballs, ......"

In the corner of the teahouse, the shopkeeper Tong accepted the words of the head of the Li class and motioned him to look at the stage.

Although Zhen Ying is only eight years old, in the end she is an old cucumber with green paint, and in the core is an iron-clad young man in the 21st century.

This gesture, a throw, chic and free, without stage fright, immediately suppressed the Li class master.

He only heard that there was a monk in Tongfu Teahouse who performed on stage, but he didn't expect it to be such a small person!

Shopkeeper Tong pinched a hand and lowered his voice: "The age of the monk is the most elusive, I heard that it is the golden pill that can last forever, don't look at this immortal monarch or a child." But the ...... who can get a golden pill at this age"

The two of them looked at each other.

How aggressive the Li class master was when he came, and how heartbroken he was at this time. Before he could spit out a breath, the whole person couldn't hold it anymore, and immediately slipped under the table.

"Hey, hey, Boss Li, Class Master Li, Brother Li, Lao Li!"

The shopkeeper Tong first touched his fan of "harmony and wealth", but when he saw that the other party did not react, he had to grab it.

Li Banzhu has been running the rivers and lakes for half his life, with porcelain muscles, and recently turned pressure into appetite and saved up a body of white fat meat......

The shopkeeper Tong is used to being pampered, and he doesn't have much strength in his hands, so he pulls hard to eat milk, and his clothes are about to be torn - but the head of the Li class is still standing still under the table, shaking like a sifting chaff.

"I still like the way you were unruly."

He condescendingly moved his hips and crouched under the table.

The two of them didn't guess that the immortal monarch in front of them, who looked like a child, was actually the same as his appearance, and he was only eight years old?

The audience applauded thunderously.

Some people were hungry, so they hurriedly beckoned the people who ran to the hall to come over, crackled and ordered a bunch of them, and immediately reported the name of the dish to Zhen Ying, rolled up their sleeves, and ate it.

There were those who were willing to hold the horns, knowing that the monks did not value gold and silver, so they specially bought bracelets and rings inlaid with spirit stones, wrapped them in handkerchiefs, and threw them on the stage.

Throwing copper and silver, that's the style of the old men in the lobby.

Zhen Ying looked at the fragrant handkerchief and the few rings wrapped in it, and looked up at several sisters and aunts who had contributed important information, and showed a kind smile.

Ambihuai's stupid pig, don't think about arching the cabbage raised by Zhen Ying in this life!

My sister looked at her, she was a little cabbage in the yellow field, and she had no mother since she was a child.

When she looks at her sister, isn't she an old vegetable farmer's mentality?

The boar didn't even have to eat the chaff, and I wanted to huo my sister......

Zhen Ying frowned, thinking about it.

She has been a human being in two lives, and she has always been kind to others and has never taken the initiative to harm others. Now in order to protect his family, he has gone to fight against the soil emperor of Yunxian County......

It's quite exciting to think about.

After Zhen Ying finished reporting the name of the dish, she asked the audience with her hands behind her back: "Gentlemen, do you like to eat?" ”

"Love to eat!"

This one doesn't need childcare, and some people are already laughing.

"So, is it delicious?" Zhen Ying tilted her head and asked the guest who ordered a table of dishes.

Before the guest could swallow the food in his mouth, he immediately poured a mouthful of tea soup, choked his throat, and then answered: "It's delicious!" It's so delicious. ”

Zhen Ying got a reply, patted the robe on his body, and shook his two wide sleeves: "You have eaten and drunk well......

She deliberately lengthened her tone, made a look of envy, and then spread her hands.

"It's a pity, I don't have any money."

The room erupted in laughter.

Zhen Ying's last move can be called a stroke of genius.

Upstairs and downstairs, the laughter was so loud that it almost demolished the roof of the teahouse.

Under the table, the shopkeeper Tong poked half of his peers: "Lao Li, say something heart-wrenching." What if you really invite this Buddha back to your place? ”

The shopkeeper used a fan to lift the chin of the head of the Li class and motioned him to look out.

"Don't look at my small place, but the master of the Mo family who specially invited it, the house built with enough workmanship and materials, the earth dragon can bear it, you are there, okay?"

What are the materials and workmanship of Chunmanlou? This is not good, and too much pen and ink is explained. However, just by virtue of the fact that the original owner can give this Huo Huo to the troupe from other places, it is enough to see that the carved fence and jade masonry are just a kind of goods.

Class Master Li knew his own family affairs, and immediately nodded like pounding garlic: "What the eldest brother said is that the eldest brother is right, my temple is small and I can't afford this big Buddha." ”

While talking, in the stands, where is the shadow of that immortal monarch?

Zhen Ying arrived backstage, and there were already people waiting.

"How?" She has thick and long eyebrows, and she shows off in men's clothes on weekdays, which is very heroic. Now that I pick it up, I can't say it's complacent, and it's innumerable.

The little brother who ran the hall shook his hands and turned red, and now he just looked at him and smirked: "Xianjun's ability is naturally good." ”

With this movement, something slipped out of the cuffs.

"What is this?"

Zhen Ying picked up the thing, looked left and right, and could only see that it was with the reed grass pipe, and there were pinch marks on it one after another, I don't know what it was for.

The little brother's face turned red than his hands: "It's nothing, I remember to play." ”

Zhen Ying listened to it, and was about to throw it away: "A broken grass pipe, what's so funny?" ”

"Oh, don't!"

The little brother hurriedly stopped and put the straw pipe in his sleeve like a baby: "I said, I said it's not okay." ”

Zhen Ying showed a look of "this is like words" and motioned for him to continue.

The little brother who ran the hall was just about to speak, but he was interrupted again.

The female family members who were watching the performance in the box upstairs happened to send someone down to deliver snacks.

This is really a style that treats Zhen Ying as a corner, inside and out.

In general, in big cities, there are many ways to hold the corner, the front desk, the backstage, the literature, and the martial arts...... There are many different kinds of tricks.

At the feet of Bai Yujing, there are many wealthy gentry who are keen to hold horns and throw gold and silver jewelry on the stage, which is considered an entry-level operation.

There are also monks in the "Pear Garden Walk", which is said to be the way of "imitation" of enlightenment, and when the cultivation reaches a certain level, it can really invite the souls of the dead to the body.

Its representative figure is "February Mei", the second master of Mei. When he pretended to be Guan Gong, he could learn nine images.

The incense of the god of wealth in Baiyu Jingli is not abundant, and the people who are in the business are all picking the second master to sing Guan Gong, and they go to worship the master.

Yunxian is a small place, but the fanaticism of the fans is not bad, compared with the rich sisters in Yunxian County, those girls in the rice circle in later generations can't catch up with their shoes.

For example, the daughter-in-law of the shopkeeper Tong relied on the proximity to the water to get the moon first, and sent snacks to Zhen Ying every day.

The shopkeeper Tong has both children and daughters, all of whom are stable personalities, and now they are all studying in the academy.

The proprietress has nothing to do during the day, and she can't move rain or shine every day, occupying a private room on the second floor.

When she was in the boudoir, she still had a few good handkerchiefs, and occasionally mentioned them when she visited the door, which immediately broadened Zhen Ying's customer base.

If it weren't for the estimation that Zhen Ying was a monk, he might need to Bigu. These fanatical fans, I'm afraid they don't even have to eat three meals.