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Chapter 427 Yu Qian: Ouch, shit!(2/2)

"No!" Yu Qian quickly waved his hand and refused, "Swill and bean juice are two different things. Do you really treat me like a pig?"

Qi Yuncheng continued: "I don't like this, uncle likes to drink like that. Good guy, if he drinks here, he will shoot his father there without feeling any pain."

"No, it's because you don't feel bad."

"This is Douzhier, from Yanjing. My master is from Tianjing, and those of us who are apprentices know it more or less. Tianjing's pancakes are delicious. Mung bean noodles, soybean noodles, and white rice noodles. Several noodles are as follows.

Once the proportions are figured out, we have to cook the mutton bones in soup."

"Be particular about it."

"There are raw onions and cooked onions. The cooked onions are beaten with eggs and sprinkled on them, and the raw onions are sprinkled on top after they are cooked. As for the pancakes spread here, there must be a fried dough stick stall next to it."

Qi Yuncheng gestured with his hands to show the length, "The oil stick is so big, one foot long, and is maroon red. This one is not enough for you, so I'll make up for it by pinching a section of the fried dough stick next to it."

"That's the rules."

Praising every word, Yu Qian was very pleased to see Qi Yuncheng's performance on the stage. It turned out that he was capable since he was a child.

No matter when I was a child or now, I still have a spiritual energy.

So I really hope that he can accept an apprentice in a few years, and want to see what the child who was so praised just now can teach.

After all, it is difficult for the child he has taken in now to say cross talk.

But Qi Yuncheng didn't know what his eyes and thoughts were, he just tried his best to talk about this show.

"Actually, we have also studied cross talk. We go everywhere and travel around. Snacks and gadgets from various places. Some go to temple fairs and encounter small games related to eating."

Yu Qian stopped thinking and actually leaned on the table and said, "What game is related to food?"

"Do you remember those sugar paintings?"

"Know."

"Spread some oil on the temple fair stalls, dip a spoon in sugar and draw on it. This is a technique. Generally speaking, there is a small thing next to it that you can turn around after paying the money. The patterns will be different wherever you stop. Good luck.

Maybe a little more."

"Yes!"

"Master and uncle often led us apprentices to perform in the past. We happened to meet each other at a temple fair, and I was particularly impressed at the time."

"Yeah." Yu Qian nodded as if something was wrong.

"Let's go there and make a bet to see who makes more money today."

Qi Yuncheng stretched out his hand and pretended to give money and then turn things around. "As soon as I fiddled with it, everything was spinning around, and then stopped for a while."

"What?"

"Phoenix."

"Ouch." Yu Qian said in surprise, "This is big."

"Phoenix rides a bicycle and plays with eighteen kinds of weapons."

"..."

Yu Qian just wanted to raise his hand to hold it again, but when he heard this, everyone in the audience laughed, and he was speechless. He put down his hand for a while and said, "Oh, are we related to you? This painting

of?"

"The painter is crying, and he is holding up the sugar bucket. I'll give it to you."

"Stop painting, just drink it yourself."

"I said no, no, no, no, you should just paint. It only costs one yuan, but he is so big." Qi Yuncheng spread his arms to describe the size of Phoenix riding a bicycle and playing with eighteen weapons.

"I held it up like a peacock spreading its wings. Uncle Yu was so happy that he wanted to do one too. I paid one dollar, but the person who drew the candy man quickly refused. You get one hundred."

Yu Qian: "Why?"

Qi Yuncheng: "He took them all."

Yu Qian: "Okay, do you want me to make up the money?"

Qi Yuncheng: "When I saw it, there was a dragon and a phoenix in auspiciousness. There were 400 spectators listening to the cross talk outside the dragon and phoenix."

Yu Qian: "Ha! The audience are all here on bicycles, right?"

Qi Yuncheng: "Some even drive cars."

Seeing more than phoenixes, Yu Qian said happily, "This is great."

Qi Yuncheng: "Give me one hundred yuan to transfer! It will stop soon."

Yu Qian: "What?"

Qi Yuncheng: "Period."

Hahahahaha!

Amid laughter, Yu Qian was speechless. He turned his head to that side and looked back and complained, "I'll just make a sugar cookie, or will it be hollow?"

"This is a domestic snack. Let's talk about foreign snacks. Many people also like to eat them. Do you like pizza?"

"I love eating." Yu Qian kept nodding.

"Children all like to eat pizza, with some fillings and ham sausage on one pie. There is also sushi, some of them also like this."

"That's from an island country."

Qi Yuncheng shook his head and began to explain, "I have to tell you this. Sushi is not from the island country, it was invented by the Chinese."

When they reached the blind spot of knowledge, the audience was puzzled, and so was Yu Qian, so he repeated, "Was sushi invented by the Chinese?"

"You may have eaten it, but you may not know it. During the Eastern Han Dynasty and the Three Kingdoms period, the world was in chaos. People had no time to cook to escape, so they invented such a thing and could eat it at any time.

Including hand rolls, they were invented by gamblers to eat and play cards at the same time."

"Hey, you know quite a lot."

"Some time ago, Uncle Yu went to an island country to perform and wanted to try the sushi there. Once he went there, he couldn't be happier. Many actresses from the entertainment industry came to see him, and I didn't recognize any of them. He knew them all by name.



Yu Qian was happy when he said that, and faced Mr. Guan sheepishly, "We meet often."

"Across the screen?"

"Who said that."

“Especially when we get off the airport, there are a bunch of men holding banners to welcome us.”

"What did you write?"

"Welcome to Teacher Yu!"

Hahahahaha!

Call

The audience burst into laughter again. As for the scene, they didn’t dare to think about it at all. Whoever wants to break the defense.

Yu Qian, on the other hand, had an indifferent expression, "Times have changed, men and women are the same."

"Anyway, after coming back from the island country, Teacher Yu looked very tired, and we don't know why."

"It's a show!" Yu Qian quickly added something to prevent the audience from thinking too much.

"Look at what you said about me, I forgot to mention it."

The baggage was all added at will, so Qi Yuncheng said, "Let's talk about it again and try to make Uncle Yu give birth to a fat boy for that audience next year."

"Where do you say that?" Yu Qian hurriedly pulled him aside.

"It's the same no matter what." Qi Yuncheng began to elaborate on what he just said, "Dou Zhi'er said it?"

"Said."

"I said that about sushi hand rolls, what else did I say."

"Pizza, just need to bake it now..."

When the word "roasted" came up, Qi Yuncheng became nervous instantly, because the uncle's word "roasted" would definitely be short of roast duck.

Isn’t this planning the work in advance? What if he said it would be roast duck? Then Qi Yuncheng went on to talk about roast duck, which was a bit awkward.

But in just one or two words, how can one come up with a solution?

So Qi Yuncheng simply broke the jar and shouted rudely at the uncle decisively.

"Ah!



Yu Qian was less than half a meter away from him, and he couldn't realize that he had to do some work, because his compliments and compliments were all stream-of-consciousness, and they matched each other word by word, so he looked at the man talking the whole time.

While he was concentrating on answering a roast duck, the man suddenly frightened him and made him tremble.

"Oh, shit!
Chapter completed!
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