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Chapter 47 Time flies, the mountains and rivers are safe

Mei Liangxin left.

Leaving the three dwarfs in a impotent rage in the room.

"Baga, there is someone who underestimates our Great Bandit Empire! What should we do now?"

"All the obstacles in front of us are eliminated! I will go to the tea house later, and I want to see how capable they are!"

"Yoxi, Hanano-kun, I suggest finding more contacts to buy. As long as the price is right, I believe someone will be willing to help us!"

"Very good, let's do it like this! There is an old saying in Longguo: under a lot of money, there must be a brave man! Don't worry about spending money, as long as you can accept this teahouse, all the money is not a problem!"

The three discussed the countermeasures, but still did not give up on this teahouse.

If it was said that the teahouse was located in a good location and had a reputation for many years, they chose the teahouse as an investment project.

So now, they want to use money to destroy this teahouse, let the arrogance of those actors be defeated from the bottom of their hearts, and let their own culture corrode this excellent culture!
For them, the acquisition of this teahouse seems to have a perverted sense of accomplishment~
After leaving the hotel, Mei Liangxin felt inexplicably angry.

The Chinese quintessence of Peking Opera is Zhongzi, and none of the people who walked out of that courtyard dared to forget the hatred of national humiliation.

Especially when dealing with these Kou people who have ulterior motives!
I got in the car and made a phone call:
"Hey, it's me! I'm afraid I'm going to trouble you guys!"

"Send a few people to help me watch some teahouses. This buddy has offended a few dwarfs from Kou Guo, so he is afraid of being hacked!"

"They're coming towards the teahouse. I've checked everything out. They said they want to fix their cultural customs, what kind of bullshit, can I promise him?"

"Hey, you don't have to make trouble with the guy, as long as the people arrive, they don't dare to make too much noise!"

After hanging up the phone with a smile on her face, Mei Liangxin's face gradually became stiff, the conversation with Kou Guo and the three people today was still ringing in her ears, the more she thought about it, the more unpleasant it became.

The quintessence of Chinese culture, it is a bit serious to be neglected, but these little dwarfs turned around and said that they appreciate learning?

The treasures handed down by my ancestors are not cherished, but are enshrined by outsiders. What is the reason for this?
After thinking for a long time, he sighed deeply.

Drive to the restaurant.

On the other side, when the sky was getting dark, Su Chen finally arrived in Jinzhou City, and came to the vicinity of the teahouse as agreed.

The tea house is close to the commercial street, and the whole street is very lively with people coming and going.

Su Chen glanced at this somewhat old and solemn tea house from a distance. It was out of tune with the surrounding modern buildings, but it had a feeling of peace and depth, unlike the modern buildings next to it, which could be seen at a glance.This ancient-style building is layered on top of each other, every tile and every brick is engraved with the traces of time, the edification of art, you can't see the head at a glance, and you can see it in the subtleties.

The entire duplex teahouse is about as high as three floors. It is not difficult to imagine the lively scene full of guests in the heyday of the teahouse.

The unique style of the tea house will still attract many people to go inside to find out.

However, they just took a look at the building and were not interested in opera or anything.

The unique architectural style cannot hide the loneliness and desolation of the teahouse.

Su Chen glanced at the teahouse complicatedly, and began to prepare for the task.

After parking the car in a parking space, he didn't go into the tea house, but stopped and waited a little further away.

Looking down at the time, Mr. Qiao should be almost here.

The sky quickly dimmed, and the lights in the distance gradually lit up. This bustling street has just begun its real 'life'~
for a long time,

A car parked steadily outside the teahouse, and Qiao Sheng helped a trembling figure get off the car.

That figure was Qiao Xiang, and he was wearing a costume at this moment, and he got out of the car with difficulty.

He glanced at the tea house with a complex expression, and there seemed to be anticipation and hope in his eyes.

Qiao Sheng supported him, frowning, full of distress.

This attire, in this crowded commercial street, immediately attracted the doubtful eyes of many people:

"Huh? Who is that? Why did you come out in a costume?"

"Could it be in this teahouse?"

"No, the teahouse has been closed for a long time! Besides, in what era, the play is already out of date, who will listen to it?"

"Yes, and I heard that this teahouse will be demolished soon, and a large shopping mall will be built!"

"Then the old man's attire, isn't it for singing?"

On the commercial street, there happened to be an Internet celebrity. After seeing this scene, he stopped curiously and pointed the camera at Qiao Xiang in front of the teahouse.

"Families, I actually saw an old man in a costume in the commercial street. Guess what he is going to do?"

Many viewers who were watching the live broadcast were attracted by the sudden appearance of this old man in costume.

Immediately, barrages appeared everywhere:

"Where is this place, why are there still opera singers?"

"What's the situation, why did the anchor meet a grandpa in a costume in the commercial street?"

"No way, is the host going to listen to Peking Opera for us?"

"Looking at the old man's body, I'm afraid he won't be able to sing! But this costume is really pretty!"

"Hey, I know this tea house has been in decline for several years! Now there is no one listening to the opera!"

The voices of the people around him entered Qiao Xiang's ears without hesitation.

His complexion remained unchanged, and he walked towards the teahouse with a trembling, stooped body, and stopped suddenly when he reached the threshold.

All the pedestrians around who were paying attention were stunned.

Looking at that back.

The old man's stooped body was supporting a costume.

Time is not forgiving, but the temperament that only the masters of Peking opera exudes from him has not diminished in the slightest. When he makes every move, he shows his peerless demeanor!

The words are correct and round, with a little hoarse voice in the vicissitudes of life, said loudly:
"The old man is here to sing opera, this is our national quintessence! How can it be outdated?"

Facing the old man who suddenly appeared in the live broadcast screen, the popularity of the entire live broadcast room also increased rapidly.

The anchor seemed to have sensed where the hot spot was, and hurriedly stepped forward to the back and asked:

"Old man, Beijing opera is outdated, and no one listens to it for a long time now. Who are you going to sing for?"

At this moment, both the people passing by and the audience in the live broadcast room were all attracted by this question.

"Peking opera is one of the oldest cultures in our Chinese culture! Our operas talk about the long history of the Dragon Kingdom and the loyalty, filial piety and righteousness that have been passed down for thousands of years! How can it become outdated? "

"This play can be heard by beggars, ordinary people, and nobles!"

"I can give it to the mountains and rivers of thousands of miles, and the prosperity of the world!"

Concise and concise, the most deeply rooted in the hearts of the people!
In just a few words, it is endlessly soul-stirring! !

Everyone present was stunned, and the pupils looking at Qiao Xiang trembled slightly!
Hearing these two sentences made my scalp tingle!
It felt like something in my bones was being awakened.
(End of this chapter)