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Chapter 210 The Spring Festival Market (25, please recommend and vote monthly)

"Village Chief Cao."

Yang Yi stopped and greeted the other party with a smile.

"Director Xiao Yang, I heard from your crew that instead of going home to celebrate the New Year, you will spend the New Year with your wife in our village, right?"

Village chief Cao Kequan said with a smile on his face, while taking out a pack of cigarettes and wanting to pass one over as a habit.

"Village Chief Cao, I don't smoke."

Yang Yi waved his hand and refused.

He can smoke. There are few actors who don't smoke, but he smokes very rarely. After meeting Li Mengfei, he has never smoked except when necessary for acting.It is even less possible to smoke now. People who are preparing for pregnancy will not smoke even if the King of Heaven comes and offers them cigarettes.

The village chief, Cao Kequan, was quite clever. When he saw Yang Yi's polite refusal, he stopped smoking. He put the cigarette box back into his trouser pocket, and the one he pulled out easily caught it on his ear.

"I will stay in Fengyang during the Chinese New Year this year. If I cause any trouble, please forgive me, Village Chief Cao, and the grandmothers in our village."

Yang Yi responded to his last sentence with a smile.

"What are you talking about? Director Xiao Yang is a cultured person after all, and he speaks in a polite manner. It's okay. You coming to Fengyang City is our blessing. You guys are willing to stay here to celebrate the New Year. It's not too late for us to be happy."

Village chief Cao Kequan said with a smile on his face.

"It's like this, Director Xiao Yang. The day after tomorrow, on New Year's Eve, we are going to hold an event to watch the Spring Festival Gala using a projector at the cultural square in the village. At that time, the elderly and children in the village will gather together, and everyone will be together. Watching the Spring Festival Gala, it’s very lively. I think, even if you and your wife, Director Xiao Yang, are celebrating the New Year here, it’s pretty deserted, why not come over and play together?”

Seeing Yang Yi looking at him with a smile, when he said what he meant, the village chief Cao Kequan stopped rambling and said it directly.

"On New Year's Eve? This shouldn't work. Chief Cao, on the night of New Year's Eve, we still want to spend time with our family at home. As you know, my uncle is not in good health and it is inconvenient."

Yang Yi gave a few explanations.

The other party's invitation was also well-intentioned, but neither Yang Yi nor Li Mengfei liked the excitement, so they could just watch the Spring Festival Gala at home.What's more, they still have to spend time with their uncle and their mother-in-law.

"I understand, it's really not very convenient tonight."

Village chief Cao Kequan knew that there was an old man in his family who could only go out in a wheelchair, but his real purpose was not to watch the Spring Festival Gala.

"Well, Director Xiao Yang, you should still be able to go out and play during the day in your first year of junior high school, right? This year, our village will unite with several surrounding villages to hold a Spring Festival Fair. Director Xiao Yang, the teacher you hired before is no longer a teacher. Do we have a lot of knowledge about how to explore traditional crafts and how to market traditional culture? We are going to do it in this market and see how the market goes."

The village chief, Cao Kequan, only went to class later. At first, he relied on his status and did not want to mix with the villagers.

But later I heard that the teacher who came to the class was indeed very promising. Many villagers who attended the class were eager to borrow money from here and there, hoping to take advantage of the popularity of the show "Where the Wind Is" to make a career.

Cao Kequan couldn't help but go over and listen to a few classes. It's not clear whether he learned anything, but he is now very good at using some marketing terms, and a few "market quotes" pop out of his mouth from time to time. , "Exploring user needs" and the like still sound quite bluffing.

Holding a Spring Festival market is nothing new. Before the crew of "Where the Wind Goes" came, their village had been doing this in turn with several surrounding villages for two years. This year it happened to be Fengyang County's turn.

It just so happened that Cao Kequan applied for funds from his superiors to repair the cultural square in the village, and he ambitiously wanted to make some noise. "The registration in our village is very enthusiastic, and it is really like the Eight Immortals crossing the sea, each showing his or her magical powers. Everyone has shown their special skills and wants to give tourists and everyone a good impression. Director Xiao Yang can also bring your wife Come and have a look, there are a lot of delicious food and a lot of beautiful things to see, in short it’s very fun!”

Cao Kequan invited cordially.

"Will this cause any trouble for you? If we go to the event, it may cause a lot of excitement and it will be difficult to maintain order."

Yang Yi hesitated for a moment.

In fact, Yang Yi and Li Mengfei rarely join in the fun like this.

But thinking that this can be regarded as an exhibition of the results of the public welfare training project they funded, Yang Yi felt that he should support it.

Moreover, his current thinking has been influenced by teacher Zhang Songwen. He feels that acting skills cannot be limited to imagination, but should go deep into life and observe and figure out the behaviors and psychology of different characters, especially the people at the bottom of society. These will be helpful in shaping the characters.

When he is not filming, when he has time, he goes to the market to buy vegetables and communicate with uncles and uncles.

Go back and discuss it with your wife!

See if she's interested.

"No, it's so lively! It's so lively! Director Xiao Yang, if you come, the state TV station will definitely send reporters to do the news."

Cao Kequan finally revealed his fox's tail.

Yang Yi smiled. The other party's solicitous invitation turned out to be using him to get those media resources for free.

However, Yang Yi was not very disgusted.

Although the village chief has his own selfish motives for doing this, in general, it is also good for the village and the villagers. More publicity and exposure can also attract more tourist resources.

After all, their village is relatively remote and unpopular in the entire tourist circle of Dali Ancient City. If it weren't for the arrival of the crew of "Where the Wind Goes", the number of tourists who usually come to the village may not be as high as those in well-known ancient towns. One, or even one in a thousand.

Yang Yi is willing to make some contributions to the village, not to mention it is just a little effort.

"Is it the first day of junior high school? I know, Xiaoyang's mother brought some thin soybean flour for us to try in the morning to see if it suits the taste of us outsiders. She said she was planning to set up a stall on the first day of junior high school! It turns out there is a market during the Spring Festival!”

When Yang Yi returned home and told Li Mengfei about this, Li Mengfei immediately showed an expression of realization.

Xiaoyang is a child from the village who came with him before, and also came to Yang Yi's house for dinner. His mother did not go out to work, so she probably wanted to start a small business at home this time.

"Thin bean flour? They seem to be sold in this ancient city, right? We ate it when we went shopping before, and you still said it wasn't delicious."

Yang Yi forgot whether he bought it when he visited the ancient city, or during the National Day before, he bought her thin bean flour at the market near the hotel on the east side of Erhai Lake. He might have bought both, but Li Mengfei didn't like thin bean flour very much. taste.

　Thanks for the reward of Autumn Shenguang! ! (づ￣ 3￣)づ

　　
　
(End of this chapter)