Zhou Fucheng opened a small teahouse in Yuncheng, Shandong. This teahouse is not long and has been opened in 90 years to the sixth anniversary.

No one else was busy with work, but the old couple struggled to support it. They said that the teahouse was not specialized in tea drinking business, and they also cooked, cooked, etc. At first, the business was not good, and it was almost closed. Later, someone gave them some ideas to invite some artists to perform in the teahouse and bring customers.

Zhou Fucheng accepted this suggestion and began to cooperate with artists, such as Shandong Kuaishu, Henan Pendulum, Beijing Qinshu, etc. Artists are coming and going, but his teahouse has improved.

At least now, there is no need to worry about when the door will close, and you can save some money. Now Zhou Fucheng’s biggest wish is to pay for his daughter’s graduation. Speaking of his daughter, Zhou Fucheng is so happy. His daughter has just been admitted to a normal university. After a few years of study, she will have a job as a job. When the time comes, she will find a teacher to be her husband. She will not have to worry about her in her life.

Thinking of this, Zhou Fucheng was full of energy. Although he was not very good, the child would be fine. He hummed a small song, which was learned from the people who sang iron-filled drums in his teahouse before. Although he didn't sing well, it did not hinder Boss Zhou's beautiful longing for a happy future life.

"Two games today, in the afternoon, in the evening until the evening, and in the evening, there are two yuan. Thirty people coming in the afternoon, and there may be more games in the evening, so today I will be given more than a hundred people who say crosstalk, and I can still earn thirty or forty."

But don’t think that this algorithm is a loss for Zhou Fucheng. Customers don’t just listen to the programs when they go to the teahouse, such as tea, snacks, cigarettes, and food. These incomes are all personal to Zhou Fucheng, and the artists who come here have no money to pay.

It’s just that when I listen to the fun, I’ll pay two dollars. In the afternoon, the money here is 28 yuan. The artist takes 8 yuan and he takes 2 yuan. Zhou Fucheng feels that he is already very kind.

Look at the scorching sun on the road outside, it is said that heroes don’t make money in June, but there are still so many people working. My small teahouse is pretty good and there are several ceiling fans. It’s too hot in the afternoon now, so many people can’t stay at home, so the teahouse business is better.

Zhou Fucheng wiped the sweat from his head and looked at the stage. In fact, there was no stage. They didn't sing operas, just a small open space. It was enough to sing a song or a book.

What I want to perform today is crosstalk. Since the last time I left, two crosstalk speakers came soon. The leader was still a very young man. They all said that they were not as good as they were, and Zhou Fucheng was a little unhappy at that time. Crosstalk was not funny and fun, and he didn't like to listen to it.

He was particularly worried that he would recruit these two people to the table, which would affect his teahouse business at that time, but he couldn't resist his face, so he went up and said, "Forget it, look at the effect." The result was this scene that almost made him laugh so hard that he couldn't get up on the ground.

The same is true for teahouse guests. He decided to cooperate with these two people this time. Zhou Fucheng still admires his vision and the teahouse business has really been driven.

There are quite a few people coming in the afternoon, and there are more people at night, so everyone can't stay at home. But there are too many people, so all kinds of things come. Many people don't sit in their seats, and they just get a small stool and sit in the corner. They don't eat your food, so they just spend two yuan to listen to things. With more people, Zhou Fucheng's income is not much higher.

This made him depressed. When he met those thick-skinned guests, he insisted on asking him for a cup of white water and grabbing melon seeds to eat. You can't count money with others, so Zhou Fucheng was even more depressed. He had the intention to share the money with the two people who were talking about crosstalk again.

"good"

The guests applauded again, and the two of them said crosstalk changed their clothes and came out again. They were all in summer and were still wearing coats, so they were not afraid of prickly heat coming out.

The funny guy in his early twenties was the one who talked about cooperation with him. This guy was not very good-looking, had a buzz cut, and was slightly fat, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, thick lips, and looked very honest, but this person showed a clever and clever spirit from his bones. This contrast perfectly merged into this guy, making you want to laugh when you see this guy.

The person who is supporting the role is a man in his thirties. He looks quite energetic and looks very honest, which is very different from that bad guy.

That's right, this young man is He Xiangdong. If the child grows up by the standards of idol dramas, he will have to praise him, "Hey, he's so fucking."

The supporting actor is He Xiangdong's partner, named Wu Jin, a man in his thirties, who is in his prime. He has been partnering with He Xiangdong for several months and has worked well.

He Xiangdong looked at the crowd of guests sitting below, and smiled on his slightly fat face, and even his eyes were curled up. The audience under him also smiled. It was so funny, this person.

He Xiangdong's voice was no longer immature and a little more cheerful. He said, "It's hard for so many friends to come and support us brothers. Everyone has spent money."

He Xiangdong clasped his fists and bowed to the audience, and Wu Jin also bowed.

After getting up, He Xiangdong pointed to Wu Jin next to him and said, "You may have new friends. I will introduce the big brother beside me first."

Wu Jin also laughed: "Introduce me." His supporting role is as good as that, but it is not as good as a gift, but it is not going to be a mess. In general, it is quite reasonable.

He Xiangdong said: "My big brother is Wu Jin, and he is a good crosstalk actor."

Wu Jin waved his hand quickly and said, "Oh, you are so kind to you, you are so proud of me."

He Xiangdong waved his hand and said, "This is not a compliment to you, to be honest. If you say this crosstalk well, you can't just say that you are completely complete. You have to have a good family."

Wu Jin also replied: "Hey, this is right."

He Xiangdong looked at him enviously and said, "If you want to say that your family is really good."

Wu Jin smiled: "It's okay."

"Especially your wife, my sister-in-law, oh." He Xiangdong slapped his lips and wiped his mouth with his sleeves. He seemed to be so greedy that he kept smirking: "Oh, hehe, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"Wait a minute, what's wrong with you?" Wu Jin quickly stopped him, but he couldn't stop him.

What does it feel like when a very honest person suddenly reveals bad to vulgarity in his bones? He Xiangdong is like this, and the guests below are so happy. The four styles of crosstalk performance are handsome and weird. He Xiangdong has already tended to be bad when he was a child, and when he grows up, he is on the road of badness.

After all, He Xiangdong stopped him, and He Xiangdong finally got serious and stopped being fucked. He smiled and said, "Hey, sister-in-law is beautiful."

Wu Jin said angrily: "You want to tell me."

He Xiangdong said: "Don't get me wrong. My sister-in-law and I are very ordinary friends. I've been to your house to find my sister-in-law last Tuesday."

Wu Jin asked, "What were you doing last Tuesday?"

He Xiangdong said: "Hey, you are not here."

"It's true that you're going to wait for me to be away?" Wu Jin was stunned.

He Xiangdong waved his hand and looked at him with a reproach, accusing righteously: "Look at your thoughts, you don't know who your sister-in-law is. My sister-in-law was dressed very seriously that day."

Wu Jin asked angrily: "What are you wearing?"

He Xiangdong gestured on his body: "My sister-in-law is wearing a red scarf."

"ah?"

"Then I put on my lower body with my shoelaces."

"Ah? I'm wearing it, this is it." Wu Jin was going to be stupid.

He was stupid, but the big men who came to listen were laughing constantly.

"It's nonsense, I won't wear it anymore." He Xiangdong narrowed his eyes and pretended to be looking at it: "I remember there were many black things next to the shoelaces on my sister-in-law's lower body at that time. I don't know what it was, that."

"You wait a moment." Wu Jinyi grabbed him and asked nervously: "What's this? You can say it well."

He Xiangdong nodded repeatedly and comforted: "Hi, the thread tip, just the thread tip of the shoelace, the black one, otherwise what do you think?"

"Wait" the audience below started to cheer.

It is impossible to perform in a small teahouse and small theater. It is impossible to have a small scale. If you say something too elegant, no one will listen to it. Thanks to He Xiangdong's extremely handsome face and figure, the dirty jokes he said are not only not disliked by the audience, but also particularly likable. He is about the same age as his partner, and he is both adults, so it is not abrupt to make such jokes.
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