Ten years as a substitute!Now that she leaves, she regrets it too much

Chapter 864 An old street
Obviously, this incident deeply touched Master Xu. He firmly believes that filmmakers should maintain their self-confidence and not abandon their original dreams to cater to the market or just to make a living. After all, a name is just a code name. Why do we have to cater to the preferences of foreigners?
Sensing the slight change in his expression, Jiang An hurriedly changed the subject, "Let's go eat. In fact, we are already hungry. Since you invite us so warmly, we are not welcome."

He successfully changed the topic, and Master Xu also regained his enthusiasm at this moment, "Eating is more important. I will take you to try the work meals in our studio. Even though it is just a work meal, it tastes really good."

The group followed Master Xu to the restaurant of the film studio. This place is similar to a university cafeteria, but there is one obvious difference - the entire restaurant is filled with the aroma of various dishes, and the taste of each dish can be clearly distinguished.

If it is a cafeteria in those universities, you will smell a mixed and greasy smell as soon as you enter, which is uncomfortable.

"Come on, let's see what you like to eat." Master Xu led them to the ordering window and took out his canteen card. "Look, the food here is so cheap and tastes really good."

They looked up and it was true. For example, a serving of dry-fried river shrimp only costs fifteen yuan, while delicacies such as braised pork and beef stewed with radish cost even less than ten yuan.

The price of vegetarian dishes is even more affordable, basically between one and two yuan.

"Then we're really not welcome." Zhang Zhejie was more open-minded than Jiang Wen and ordered seven or eight dishes in one go. When he wanted to continue ordering, Master Xu stopped him and said, "Lao Zhang, I think you should finish your order before ordering."

"Are these really enough to eat?" Lao Zhang smiled, because in his impression, canteen dishes at this price are basically for one person.

Master Xu shook his head, "Believe me, when the food is served, you will know whether it is enough. I am not stingy, look over there." As he said that, he pointed not far away.

Zhang Zhejie glanced in the direction of his finger and was stunned.

At the ordering window not far away, a staff member was walking back carrying his own meal. It can be clearly seen that the plate of roasted beans he ordered was very generous, which was almost the same as what was served in restaurants outside.

"Now you should know why I stopped you, right?" Master Xu laughed, "Fortunately there are many of us, otherwise, I might not be able to eat even one dish by myself."

While he was talking, all the dishes were served on the table. Just as Master Xu said, Jiang An, Zhang Zhejie and he carried three dinner plates together to bring these sumptuous dishes back to the table.

The atmosphere at lunch was relaxed and pleasant, and several people enjoyed the food to their heart's content. They finished the various dishes until their stomachs were full. Master Xu stood up, stretched, and said: "Okay, I won't entertain you after this meal. I have a meeting to attend in the afternoon. Please tell those two people when you two go home. An old friend conveyed my greetings and told them that my surname is Xu, and that I am back from abroad. If they have time, they can come back and get together.”

Jiang An nodded and sent Master Xu out of the restaurant. When he returned to the restaurant again, he found Zhang Zhejie and others eating ice cream with relish at the stall.

"Aren't you afraid of spoiling your stomach?" Jiang An was a little surprised.

"This is what you taught us," Zhang Zhejie chuckled, "Isn't it a northern specialty to eat ice cream in winter?"

Jiang An smiled helplessly, "Okay, we visited the film studio in the morning, and that concludes today's activities. Is there anything else you want to go to?"

"Let's not rush this," Zhang Zhejie enthusiastically invited Jiang An to sit down. "Let me ask you, is there any relationship between Master Xu and the Brother Xu we met before?"

Jiang An thought for a moment and shook his head, "It probably doesn't matter. After all, the two people have absolutely no similarities in terms of their appearance, speaking and doing style, or the way they feel."

Zhang Zhejie and others nodded, "I thought they were a family."

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore."

Jiang An didn't want to talk too much about this kind of thing, "Today they visited the whole process of film production and felt the enthusiasm and talent of the filmmakers. This trip to the film studio not only increased their interest in movies, but also made them more interested in movies." They cherish the hard work and sweat behind every movie even more.

After all, the movies presented to everyone were produced bit by bit by these filmmakers, and every minute, every second, and every frame contains their energy, concentration, and hard work. "After leaving the film studio, several people sat blindly in the car again, not knowing where to go next. In the end, Lin Xixi and Ruojia found an interesting place through their mobile phones.

"Teacher Jiang, do you know where this Nancheng Old Street is?" Lin Xixi said and handed the phone to Jiang An.

After Jiang An glanced at the screen of his mobile phone, he understood clearly, "That's the Spring City Historical and Cultural Protection District, which retains a large number of ancient buildings and historical relics. It's good if you want to see it."

"Then it's settled!" Zhang Zhejie said simply, "Our next stop is Nancheng Old Street!" Before he finished speaking, he had started the car and drove forward happily.

When they parked the car outside Nancheng Old Street, the first thing they felt was as if they had traveled through time and space. Even if you haven't really stepped into it yet, you already have the illusion of returning to the past.

The ancient buildings, bluestone roads and small shops along the street all exude a strong historical atmosphere. As a local, Jiang An knew the history and changes here well, so he took the initiative to serve as a tour guide.

He led everyone through the alleys of the old street and told the historical stories and traditional culture here.

Everyone listened with great interest, as if they were in an ancient and mysterious world.

"Look, this place used to be the commercial center of Spring City."

Jiang An pointed to an antique shop and said, "In the past, this place was always bustling with vendors. Although the commercial atmosphere is lighter now and many modern elements have been incorporated, these old buildings still maintain their original appearance and can It makes people feel the most ancient charm of this city.”

They continued walking along the bluestone road and soon came to the door of a magnificent temple. Although the door of the temple is tightly closed, the yellow glazed tiles on the cornices sparkle in the sun and look antique.

The snow gradually melts and turns into water droplets falling on the ground, revealing a desolation that transcends history.

"This temple has a history of hundreds of years," Jiang An introduced. "In the past, this place was very prosperous and there was an endless stream of believers. Later, after several repairs, it was preserved to this day. Of course, the door we see now is closed. , Mainly because today is not a day for temple fairs. Once upon a time, this was a sacred place in many people’s hearts.”

Jiang An's wonderful explanation made several people nod their heads. At this time, Lin Xixi suddenly discovered a building not far away, "Teacher Jiang, where is that place?"

Jiang An looked in the direction of her finger and said with a smile: "That place is a theater, but it has been abandoned. In history, it has provided performance venues for many famous actors and also supported many opera singers. . In addition to the quintessence of Chinese Peking Opera, the characteristics of the north include the popular jumping opera, also known as Errenzhuan.

As he spoke, he led them to the theater. "Look," he pointed to the stone steps in front of the theater, "did you see the faintly visible ruts? This place used to be the center of Spring City. Cultural center. In that era, being able to watch a play in this theater was also a status symbol.”

"Then why is such a good place closed to the public?" Zhang Zhejie pointed to the lock on the theater floor with some regret.

Jiang An explained: "Because this place still needs to be repaired, there is not a single brick in the entire theater, and it is all a wooden structure. It is not easy to survive the wind and rain over the years. Moreover, look at that - —”

He took several people to the side of the theater, and through an open window they could vaguely see some scenes inside the theater. Sure enough, there was scaffolding set up everywhere in this building, as well as many maintenance tools.

"You see, repairing this place not only takes time and energy, but also requires a lot of capital and technology."

Jiang An couldn't help but smile when he thought of this, "I remember coming here when I was a child. It was still open to the public at that time, but unfortunately many things inside have been destroyed by humans. People at that time still had some awareness of protecting cultural relics. Relatively bland.”

(End of this chapter)