Disarmed and returned to the field: the goddess of war returns to the village to engage in construct

The people on the stage were performing hard, and the people in the audience were shouting crazily. The scene was just like what Teacher Song Dandan said: That guy, that scene is quite big. It was really noisy with drums, firecrackers and red flags , a sea of ​​people, that pushed me under the table.

In fact, the performance this time was not very good. The main reason was that the time was too short. Before this, everyone had not received training. It was not like a wealthy lady who learned piano, chess, calligraphy and painting since she was a child.

Everyone has zero foundation, and it is impossible to be able to dance dreamlike dances and music like mountains and rivers in a few days.

Therefore, people from the town were invited to play the music, because there was no way, the music played in a few days was simply unbearable, the lethality was too strong, and it would kill people.

Dancing is still acceptable, just remember the simple movements.

Fortunately, apart from Ye Qing, no one danced solo anymore, so it wasn't too ugly.

The people in the audience didn't care, what they were looking for was happiness, and what they were looking for was the uplifting atmosphere at the scene.

These dances and songs are all modern elements, which are eye-catching and refreshing.

The people from the town didn't have much hope at first.

It's just because winter is too boring and there is no place to go, so I want to come here to join in the fun.

Unexpectedly, once you come, you don't want to leave.

With so many people, someone must be consuming.

Those peddlers were sweating profusely.

There is no way, there are too many people, and it is impossible to walk.

But the business is very good, while watching the performance, while eating sunflower seeds.

Either a big meat bun, or a finger cake, or a skewer, it is simply a treat on earth.

He Yiwei and Ye Jinning were so busy that they didn't even have time to go to the bathroom.

Xiaohong and the others will come over to help, skewering skewers, cleaning dishes and so on.

Even Zhuang Zhuang and Lan Lan were not idle, they grilled skewers and delivered them to the guests.

It's only on the periphery, and people can't squeeze in. It smells like a strong smell of meat, so why don't you have a few skewers?

And the snail powder, no matter how much you eat, you will never get tired of it!

And the big bone pho, it's not too delicious.

"Dating and loving each other all over the world, we travel thousands of miles away and form our own line of heart. Tonight, when thousands of houses are lit up, you may look through the window and see the beautiful scene in your dream..."

The happy time is always short, and in a song "Love Each Other", the event ended.

However, none of the people in the audience were willing to leave.

Gathered in twos and threes, eating and chatting about the performance just now.

Of course, these eaters are basically people from the town.

The freshness of this kind of roadside stall is still there. If you don’t eat it, it will be worthy of your stomach.

And those peddlers made a lot of money, and the heavy copper coins almost burst their money bags.

The village chiefs laughed so hard that they couldn't see their teeth. They almost lost their teeth, but Ye Qing had a way.

At the end of the day, everyone is super happy, those who play are happy, and those who make money are even happier.

The poor study the singing, dancing, and sports of the following period.

As long as you win the top three, you will get money, and the first prize is five taels of silver, which you can't earn in a year.

After this day, Ye Qing's already well-known name became the subject of everyone's discussion once again.

The men admired it in their hearts, but they also knew that they could not reach that height at all, so they could only peek a few times from a distance.

Some bold ones saw that Ye Qing was busy, put down the flowers they picked from nowhere, and then ran away in a hurry.

The speed was astonishingly fast, and he didn't even have a chance to see his face clearly.

Ye Qing was about to be tossed about in the wind, what's going on?
Is sister so popular?
Then he touched his smooth face thoughtfully, nodded, yes, my sister is indeed very beautiful.

The hidden guards all wanted to kill people, but they got the news that the young master probably fell in love with Ye Qing.

Otherwise, they would not have sent top experts like them to protect her.

On the surface, they say they are protecting the village, but in fact they are not protecting Ye Qing. Do you really think they are fools?

You see, the young master was on the front line, and he asked them to send letters every now and then to report all the situation of Ye Qing to him. Everyone knew Sima Zhaozhi's heart.

The girls regard Ye Qing as their idol, and strive to be stronger, it is best to enter her workshop.

That night, several village chiefs gathered at Ye Qing's home, because starting tomorrow, the first round of singing competitions will begin, and they have never experienced it before, so they don't know how to choose!
The most important thing is that they don't know the rhythm. If they mess up and cause public anger, it will be difficult to deal with it.

Ye Qing smiled and said, "There is nothing to embarrass. If you think they sing well, just let them advance."

Ye Qing doesn't have that much time, so she won't participate in this kind of trials.

The village chiefs had nothing to do, so they just trained them.

Village head Ye still looked puzzled: "It's really not a good comparison, the gap between male and female voices is a bit big."

Ye Qing thought for a while: "Then let's separate, a group of men and a group of women, which have nothing to do with each other."

Village Chief Ye nodded: "That's a good idea."

Village head Liu threw cold water at this moment: "Have you ever thought that not many people will come tomorrow?"

Having said that, Ye Qing just remembered, this is ancient times, not modern times, how many people would dare to sing in full view?

Village Chief Luo frowned: "No way, what I got here is that many people want to participate."

The communication here is not that developed, so after the news was sent out, those who wanted to participate were not required to come and sign up immediately.

As long as you come to the scene to participate in the selection competition within the stipulated time, and if you can advance, just inform him that he will come on the final day.

So now everyone does not know how many people can participate.

Ye Qing: "It doesn't matter, even if the number of people can't reach our goal, we will continue as usual, and we must count what we say."

...

"What's the matter with you, why are you so wordy?"

The young man stared, raised his sword eyebrows, and shouted impatiently: "Why are you so overthinking it? If you have money and don't make money, if you continue like this, you can only drink the northwest wind."

The scholar snorted stubbornly, and said coldly: "How can a scholar give in to half a bucket of rice?"

"Corruption."

The young man frowned and said, "My throat is about to smoke. After talking for a long time, you still don't want to sing. If you don't sing, you will fall down. Do whatever you like. I'll find someone else to sing, oh no, I'll sing it myself. I don't believe it, with my good voice, I can at least get No.3."

The scholar, surnamed Zhou and named Mu Han, is a well-known scholar in the local area.

It's a pity that his family was in decline, and he failed the rankings several times. In desperation, he started copying books on the street to make a living.

However, how many people can ask him to copy books.

Poor people can't afford to read books, so they copy them for a fart.

Rich people don't need it.

Seeing him sitting on the street, he is basically blowing cold wind!
Isn't Shihe Village holding a singing competition, and the first prize is five taels of silver, such a rare opportunity.

Zhou Muhan has a good voice, and he used to sing with the village children when he was young, but after growing up, especially after studying, he never heard him sing.

"Da Liu, please go back, no matter what, I won't go."

Da Liu frowned, why is this person so stubborn.

If it wasn't for your mother to come to me, I wouldn't bother to talk to you. I don't even have enough to eat, so I don't care about face.

"Do you sing or not?"

Da Liu is really angry, you think there is something wrong with this person.

Making a lot of money, and copying books for others in the town, can that thing support me?
Rotten scholar, all the books have been read in vain.

"Don't sing!" Zhou Muhan insisted.

In fact, Da Liu has another selfish motive, but he has heard that Ye Qing's workshops and shops need people who can write, that is, people who have read books.

If Zhou Muhan went, maybe he would be appreciated by Ye Qing, and he might be able to work under her hands.

...

Before, Ye Qing talked about doing farmhouse entertainment, but everyone had no money and didn't know what farmhouse entertainment was, so this matter was shelved.

Isn't the singing competition going to be held tomorrow? Some poor families come here with their bags on their backs, and it's impossible to rush back.

Besides the stage, there is not even a place to shelter from the wind and rain in the market. If it's very cold, you can't just spend the night in the market.

It's not very far to go to the town, but the cost is high, the entry fee, accommodation fee, and food fee are not affordable for poor people like them.

So I tentatively asked the people in the village if they could stay overnight.

The villagers are very generous: "Yes, yes, come in."

People let you stay and give you food, you can't just say that you don't have anything, you have to give more or less.

As the reputation of Shihe Village started, more and more people ran here.

Thus, the homestay was born.

Early the next morning, the market was already busy, selling buns, rice rolls, wontons, and groceries.

It is worth mentioning that these rice rolls and rice noodles are all supplied by Ye Qing's workshop, which is not too convenient compared to making them by themselves.

Someone set up a pig offal stall, selling ready-made pig offal, braised pork belly, braised large intestine, pig blood, pig head, etc.

There is also a net on it to prevent dust, it looks clean, the business is good, and there is an endless stream of people who come to buy.

Add some money, and a big bowl of rice will be served, and you can sit here and eat what you want, or you can take it away if you don’t want to eat.

As long as you eat here, of course there are vegetables.

In the era when there were no plastic bags or fast food boxes, lotus leaves and banana leaves were the best packing bags.

It is winter now and there are no lotus leaves.

But industrious people, in summer, cut off the lotus leaves and expose them to the sun, and in winter, soak them in water, and a complete packing bag will be fine.

Seeing someone coming, he was very enthusiastic: "This handsome guy, what do you want to eat?"

These very modern words such as handsome guy and pretty girl were brought over by Ye Qing, and they were widely circulated unexpectedly soon.

Everyone calls you a handsome guy, how could you let others down, why don't you just have fun!

"Give me two taels of pork belly!"

"Eat here or take away?"

"eat here."

"Okay, you sit down first, it will be fine soon."

No matter how much the guests want, they must face it with a smile, and make money with kindness.

For Ye Qing, everyone knows how to be grateful.

No, I saw Ye Qing walking over.

The little daughter-in-law who sells pigs into the water has already cut off at least two catties of pigs into the water, wrapped them up, and stuffed them directly into Ye Qing.

Ye Qing immediately declined and said: "How can this be done, it all requires money, how can I take your things for nothing?"

The little daughter-in-law refused to let Ye Qing take it out, and said repeatedly: "This is the method that Ms. Ye taught me. Besides, it is Ms. Ye's blessing to have a market. Thanks to Ms. Ye, otherwise, we These refugees don't know where to go to live in peace..."

She spoke like a firecracker, crackling non-stop, and Ye Qing never had a chance to speak.

At this moment, someone called for a pig's head, and the young daughter-in-law quickly pushed Ye Qing and said, "Miss Ye, I'm busy, my husband can't do it alone! Go on shopping!"

As he said that, he hurried back to the stall and helped her family name the pig's head.

Ye Qing watched the oily pig go into the water in his hand, he was really embarrassed to accept it, these refugees are not easy!
Although Ye Qing's vegetable field also recruits part-time workers, they are only part-time workers. Sometimes they work for one or two days, sometimes for five or six days, and sometimes for 10 days and a half months without hiring anyone.

It can only solve the problem of food and clothing for a while, so it is not a long-term solution at all.

Now that the market has been built, many economically minded people have started to act.

Especially the hot scene yesterday, let everyone see hope.

The scene that Village Chief Liu was worried about did not appear. The competition had not yet started, and there were already huge crowds of people off the stage, which was almost the same as yesterday.

Village head Ye rapped the gong and said loudly: "Those who want to sign up come to me. After registration, you can go to the stage and start singing."

Hu la la a large area, in a blink of an eye, he was in line in front of Village Chief Ye.

Adhering to the principle of first come, first served, you can sing on stage after registration.

In the audience are several village chiefs as judges, and the competition rules and scoring criteria have been announced long ago.

Behind the judges was a dark crowd.

After the song "Sing as You Want", the singing competition kicked off.

First up is the men's group.

The first person to go on stage was a young man, who was originally full of confidence. Seeing so many people in the audience, he felt his legs tremble instantly, and he was a little embarrassed to speak.

I moved my mouth for a long time, but couldn't sing a word.

The melon-eaters below have already started booing: "Hey, can you do it? If you can't, hurry down, dawdle, like a bitch."

He was already nervous, but at this moment his face turned red, and he dared not speak.

However, I was not reconciled in my heart.

He is a child of a poor family, and it took him nearly a day to get here.

Ye Qing was watching from the audience, knowing that he was nervous, so he hurried up to the stage, and comforted him: "Don't be afraid, these people won't eat you up, sing it out boldly, just be yourself."

The man looked at Ye Qing gratefully: "Thank you!"

The first one to come on stage will not achieve satisfactory results.

Sure enough, the judges scored only 5 points.

...

Two days later, early in the morning, Ye Qing's door was knocked.

Xiaohong hurriedly went to open the door, but saw a few middle-aged men squeezed in immediately outside the door, pushing each other while entering the yard, which shocked Xiaohong, what are these people doing? type out?
The gang didn't know that they had escaped a catastrophe.

"I came first, I came first!"

"But I got to the door first, and your carriage was in front of me!"

"You are not as good as me, I am the first to arrive!"

Four or five people didn't care about anything, so they quarreled first.

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