Entertainment: I, Mr. Deyun Da

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　　As far as Yanjing is concerned, the fact that locals look down on foreigners is particularly strong in individual groups.

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　　And Wu Shaobai learned from this type of people.

　　"Brother (DEI), do you know? Mothers, old Yanjing's snacks are very particular, guess what? Hey! There are more."

　　"You look at this unfortunate appearance."

　　Hou Zhen complained, and then continued to ask:

　　"What's the matter?"

　　"To tell you, this old Yanjing snack, this sesame sauce, must be [-] sauce. What does he mean by that, everyone. Eighty percent sesame sauce, two percent peanut butter. What you have to say is also reasonable."

　　Following Wu Shaobai's explanation, Hou Zhen nodded:

　　"Indeed, Erba sauce is more fragrant. What else did you say?"

　　Wu Shaobai was still shaking his fan, and his body was shaking like a second-rate boy:

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　　"When you eat fried liver, you have to drink it with your mouth on the side of the bowl. Do you know why? Because this way, the fried liver won't leak! People in the palace used to drink it, it's called a rule! It's called Pay attention~”

　　After speaking, he suddenly spread his fingers and swung towards the audience:

　　"Ladies, this is actually wrong."

　　Hou Zhen was taken aback:

　　"Oh? Isn't it right? ... That's right. When we were young, we went to drink fried liver, and our family told us that we couldn't scoop it with a spoon, but drink it directly along the side of the bowl with our mouths."

　　"wrong."

　　Wu Shaobai shook his head:

　　"You remember, fried livers are people who worked hard in the past. Because they couldn't buy meat, they could only eat lungs, livers, and intestines. It's a food culture that slowly emerged along the side. It's the same as braised cooking. Although the practice is from the palace, even if you drink fried liver in the palace, you must use a spoon instead of the most terrifying one. So, although there are rules now, but I say it is also Smelly rules."

　　"Yo? This is the first time I've heard of it. You explain it."

　　"What is a stinky rule? To put it bluntly, it was originally an idea that the store owner came up with, but somehow, it gradually evolved into this somewhat outrageous rule, which is called a stinky rule."

　　"Then why do you use a spoon instead of a tee for frying liver?"

　　Not to mention Hou Zhen, even some of the Yanjing people who were sitting raised their curiosity.

　　Why?

　　...haven't heard of this before, what's the allusion to this?and.

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　　"Actually, the reason is really simple. Everyone, we've all seen the interview with me when I was the champion..."

　　"Come on, don't deal with it here. We all know you're the champion~"

　　"I'm afraid they'll forget."

　　Wu Shaobai laughed and continued:

　　"At the same time, all of you who have heard my storytelling also know that my family can be said to have lived here for generations. Let's put it this way, to be honest, in my opinion, many people who call themselves old Yanjing people are actually not Counted from Yanjing."

　　What he said was confident, but it was unreasonable for no one to pick it out.

　　And Hou Zhen also nodded:

　　"Indeed, even if our family is compared to yours, it's just a foreigner."

　　"Eh, that's right. So I say it quite convincingly."

　　"Tell me."

　　"Everyone, I'll remember. Why don't you use a spoon for fried liver? The reason is very simple. Back then, most of the people in the fried liver shop used to eat. In the beginning, the fried liver restaurant had a spoon. Yes, people in the past liked to take advantage, after eating fried liver, when the boss wasn't paying attention... eh."

　　He made an action of slipping into the coat.

　　"I took it away. Over the years, the owner of the fried liver shop has become poorer and poorer, and the spoon seller next door has become richer and richer, so in order to prevent others from stealing the spoon, this fried liver can be cooked or boiled. There are no spoons. Then from generation to generation, gradually, people take this stinky rule as a serious rule. In fact, it is all nonsense~ I actually don’t like it the most, where to go for a bowl of stir-fry Gan, a group of locals in Yanjing pointed to the foreigners who came to travel on the table next to them: Hey, did you see it? Eat it with a spoon, it looks like a foreigner at first sight... that's not outrageous."

　　After saying this, Hou Zhen didn't answer.

　　The audience off the field spontaneously applauded.

　　Why?Because Wu Shaobai was talking about things that were closely related to them.

　　The fact that a foreigner was recognized for eating fried liver with a spoon is nothing to say, but the wall that separates the locals and the foreigners has always stood there.

　　And today, after listening to Mr. Wu's cross talk, if someone dares to mention this when they are eating fried liver...then they will have the capital to respond.

　　Take the stinky rules as glory... What are you beautiful?

　　Maybe the ancestors stole the spoon.

　　Then, they heard Wu Shaobai ask with a smile:

　　"How is it? Ladies, can you increase your knowledge by listening to cross talk?"

　　"it is good!!!"

　　Along with the cheers, there was thunderous applause.

　　Wu Shaobai went on to say:

　　"And because of these rules, friends from other places like to say how old Yanjing's snacks are? They say that this is old Yanjing without food, and it is all about being poor. In fact, this crooked spirit is these people who claim to be old Yanjing. He hangs his voice and stretches his body, and likes to blow, but people who don't know much about these things give them a bad reputation."

　　As soon as the words were spoken, the applause was thunderous again.

　　Hou Zhen said:

　　"Oh, so it is. Hey, listening to your cross talk, it's a lot of knowledge."

　　"Then look. That's why I can't listen to this, but that eldest brother is a big and three rude. If I go to correct him and get him in the face, if he beats me... I'm afraid to mention that I am the champion. It doesn't work well..."

　　"Hey~~ I knew it, you can't get enough of this in a few words."

　　Hou Zhen waved his hand:

　　"Then what do you do?"

　　"It's simple. I don't have a place for my master here. I thought I'd move the place. Hey, I moved two partitions forward and met a few more people."

　　"Yo? What?"

　　"Toss the bright implement there."

　　As soon as his words came out, many of the audience present had heard of his book "Ghost Blowing Candles".They all understood, and Hou Zhen was also taken aback...

　　"Bright utensils?...Antiques!? Come here on the train so aboveboard?"

　　"That's not right."

　　Wu Shaobai nodded.

　　Then he waved to the audience:

　　"Everyone, although you've all heard of "Ghost Blowing Candles", here I have to advise you that a novel is a novel, so don't bring it into reality. It's illegal to hunt for dragons and find gold. If you are really interested in this, you can go to a museum or be a volunteer in the archaeological team, don’t be like Mr. Hou…”

　　"What's wrong with me?"

　　"My dear, after listening to my "Ghost Blowing Candles", oh...that's what I was so anxious about. You insisted on pulling me and said: Shaobai, let's go, I'll take you to rob the tomb. Dig the tomb of my ancestors !"

　　"Hahahaha~"

　　Looking at Wu Shaobai's arrogant appearance with his arms on the stage, Hou Zhen pointed to himself while the audience laughed:

　　"Me?...Teacher Wu, please wait a moment............Our ancestors didn't have anyone like the rich and the landowner. What's there to dig?"

　　"That's not true, I thought this person is not crazy? I still don't know the history of your Hou family? Master Hou Baolin also came from a miserable man..."

　　"That's it. Our ancestors have been down-to-earth farmers for generations."

　　"That's right. So I asked him, and I said, "Mr. Hou, you don't have any dignitaries in your family, aren't you? Don't you want to be blind? Even exaggerating...you Hou family count up. generation, that can be summed up in almost a few books.”

　　"What book? Tell me about it."

　　Following Hou Zhen's words, Wu Shaobai stretched his fingers:

　　"Don't bully the poor young, don't bully the middle-aged, don't bully the old and the poor, and the dead are big."

　　"Hey! I've been a poor man all my life. I can't live anymore."

　　In the audience's laughter, Hou Zhen waved his hand.

　　But Wu Shaobai nodded in agreement:

　　"Isn't that right? Even if you steal it, there's nothing to steal, right? I'm talking about it, Mr. Hou, you're not filial. If your children and grandchildren go to dig the tomb of their ancestors, it will be struck by lightning. dead?"

　　"That's for sure."

　　"But who knows, this one was even more angry than me, and snorted heavily! He went straight to..."

　　"Yo?"

　　Seeing Wu Shaobai suddenly covering his forehead, Hou Zhen asked:

　　"What am I going to do?"

　　"Seriously... unimpressive. But it can also be written into a book."

　　"how to write?"

　　"Notes on the Robbery Tomb"

　　"Hi."

　　""The Tomb Raiders Left Cursingly"."

　　"……What?"

　　""The Tomb Raider is Back Angrily""