Fan Wenquan smiled and said, "The people say whatever they like to hear. Are you afraid that others will tell us that our crosstalk is vulgar?"

He Xiangdong said seriously: "This is really not the case. I have been speaking crosstalk among the people for more than ten years. I have been using dirty and dirty mouths. No audience has ever talked about our crosstalk customs, and never said that some of them are all in the same journey."

Zhang Wenhai also said: "That's right, what's the vulgar? Crosstalk is originally a vulgar game, not just crosstalk. None of our old games are good? From the birth of these games, it is vulgar. It's just to make the audience happy and earn some money for food. It's that simple."

"Only when it is vulgar, it has vitality and penetration. Don't the audience like to listen to those family matters, eating, drinking, defecation, and the old man of the Wang family and the old lady of the Liu family are good at these things? This is what life is like. Now no one listens to these old things, because it is not vulgar, pursuing elegance and educational significance. This is not enough. If we want to do things, we have to do things that are vulgar."

Hearing Zhang Wenhai say this, He Xiangdong and Fan Wenquan laughed. In fact, their thoughts are the same as those of Zhang Wenhai. Their views on crosstalk are very consistent. It is rare to meet a confidant. How can you be unhappy?

Fan Wenquan looked at the two of them and said excitedly: "Actually, I'll tell you the truth. I've been so stifled in the professional group over the years. I criticized this social phenomenon and criticized that social reality all day long. Oh my god, how could I criticize me? I finally made a pretty good book, but it was changed by our leader. Oh, I don't care about it anyway. I'm retired now. I must be happy and care about his affairs. I can say whatever I want."

He Xiangdong laughed and said to Fan Wenquan: "Uncle Master, you are really vulgar."

Fan Wenquan opened his mouth and squirted: "Get out."

"Haha" the people laughed.

He Xiangdong said: "Then where can we talk? I have run a lot of holes these days, so I don't want me to work on the crosstalk."

Zhang Wenhai said: "Yes, there is no crosstalk among the people in Beijing now. The crosstalk of the whole country is in professional groups. If there are any, it is also in small counties and large cities. There are basically no crosstalk in big cities."

He Xiangdong frowned and asked, "What should we do? You have to find a crosstalk to see which venue can get us off work?"

Zhang Wenhai said, "What kind of class do you want to take? Not to mention whether they are willing to let us perform crosstalk. Even if you go, you will perform with someone who performs opera, whether to listen to your crosstalk or listen to your crosstalk? This is not true. If we want to do it, just rent a venue and create a crosstalk garden, and just perform crosstalk. In the past, in the old society, we did not perform crosstalk conferences in the garden. Now we are doing this, so we will create a crosstalk conference."

He Xiangdong nodded. It was a good idea to have a crosstalk conference. It was good for promoting crosstalk and it also made it satisfying for viewers who love to watch crosstalk. However, he has been used to working with others for so many years. This was the first time he worked alone, and he was unsure. He hesitated and said: "It's good to have a crosstalk conference, but it's okay, renting a place by yourself, it costs a lot of money, right?"

Fan Wenquan also spoke. He pointed at Zhang Wenhai and said to He Xiangdong: "What are you afraid of if you want money? No, isn't there a Pixiu sitting next to you?"

Zhang Wenhai was unhappy and said angrily: "You are just in and out, I'm not much money, I don't have much money."

Fan Wenquan said: "Come on, you have earned a lot in those years."

Zhang Wenhai said: "What are you making? In the 1980s, you only spent a few hundred yuan in crosstalk for a month, and only three to four thousand years. I have ten thousand yuan in business every year. Of course, it is an astronomical figure for you. But now prices are rising so fast. At that time, ten thousand yuan is at most OK. Now you can't survive if you don't have four to five thousand in Beijing for a month. You can't live a few hundred yuan in that year. I can't want this day for a few years. If you don't have twenty thousand yuan in a month, you can't afford to eat in Beijing."

Fan Wenquan said angrily: "Okay, don't go that far. I know how many pounds of oil you can fry, and we are just about to do a business here, don't worry. Do you really want to bring your little money into the coffin?"

Zhang Wenhai also smiled, held the eyes on the bridge of his nose, and said, "I don't hide it from you. I did earn hundreds of thousands of dollars in the 1980s. At that time, it was a lot of money. Later, the business was not easy to do, so I changed my career. I spent a lot of money on buying things over the years. Now I still have more than 100,000 yuan. I originally planned to buy houses in the Third Ring Road, but now I will take out the money and let's do crosstalk first. And Lao Fan, you are the same. Don't always squeeze me. You can also take out the amount of your pension money, don't be stingy."

Fan Wenquan laughed: "Haha, you old ghost have hit me with your thoughts. OK, I will take out all the coffin books, so that you can laugh at me."

"That's how it's right." Zhang Wenhai also smiled.

"Two, two." He Xiangdong spoke out in time to persuade the two of them. He said seriously: "You two are my elders. You don't enjoy the retirement and leisure life. Instead, you spend a lot of time to support me, the junior. I am very grateful. The money you rented in the garden can't be allowed to be paid for you again, really."

Zhang Wenhai waved his hand and said, "Don't be polite. We are not trying to praise you, but for crosstalk. We are useless when we are old. We can only hope for the next generation, not for you. Even if He Xiangxi, He Xiangnan, and He Xiangbei appear today, as long as he has the ability and loves crosstalk, we will praise him. So, don't be polite. Everyone should work hard when doing business."

Fan Wenquan also nodded with a smile.

He Xiangdong sighed lightly, feeling a lot of emotion in his heart. He smiled with emotion. These two old men took out their pension money to support themselves, but how could he bear it? He said: "Yes, everyone should work hard when doing business. Let me do it first if I am young. I have actually saved a lot of money in recent years. I can hold on for a while. When I don't have enough money, you two will make up for it. Will this happen?"

Zhang Wenhai and Fan Wenquan looked at each other, and Yanquan said, "It's okay, you can hold on for two or three months first, and then we two old men will go on."

Zhang Wenhai also laughed: "Maybe we don't have to hold on. We can start to do it in our garden. Those who come to listen to crosstalk will not be able to say that the threshold is broken. Then we will sit and wait for the money."

"Haha" the few people laughed, and He Xiangdong laughed a little heavy.
Chapter completed!