The three dwarfs were left in the room furious with impotence.
"Baga, you actually underestimate the existence of our great pirate empire! What should we do now?"
"All obstacles in front of us have been eliminated! We will go to the teahouse later. I want to see how capable they are!"
"Yo Xi, Hanano-kun, I suggest you find more connections to purchase. As long as the price is right, I believe there will be people willing to serve us!"
"Very good, let's do it like this! There is an old saying in the Dragon Kingdom: A lot of money will lead to a brave man! Don't worry about spending money, as long as you can take over this teahouse, the amount is not a problem!"
The three of them discussed countermeasures, but still refused to give up on this teahouse.
If it is said that they chose the tea house as an investment project because of its good location and its reputation for many years.
So now, they want to use money to destroy this teahouse, to make those actors lose their pride in their hearts, and to let their own culture corrode this excellent culture!
Acquiring this teahouse seemed to give them a perverted sense of accomplishment~
...
After leaving the hotel, Mei Liangxin felt a little angry for no reason.
The quintessence of Peking Opera is the national quintessence of loyalty, and no one 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 casual phone call:
"Hey, it's me! I'm afraid I'm going to trouble some of my brothers!"
"Send a few people to look after the teahouse for me. I've offended a few dwarfs from the Kou Kingdom. I'm afraid they'll be hacked!"
"They came towards the teahouse. I checked everything out. They said they wanted to rectify their cultural customs. What kind of bullshit? Can I agree to it?"
"Hey, there's no need to cause trouble, just arrive and they won't dare to cause too much trouble!"
After hanging up the phone with a smile, Mei Liangxin's face gradually stiffened. Today's conversation with Kou Guo and the three people was still echoing in his ears, and the more he thought about it, the more unpleasant it became.
The quintessence of Chinese culture has been neglected a bit, but these little dwarfs turned around and started to appreciate and learn from it?
What's the point of not cherishing the treasures passed down by our ancestors, but instead offering them to outsiders?
After thinking for a long time, he sighed deeply.
Drive to the restaurant.
...
On the other side, when the sky got a little dark, Su Chen finally arrived in Jinzhou City and came to the vicinity of the tea house 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 ancient and solemn teahouse from a distance. It was incompatible with the surrounding modern buildings, but it had a reassuring and profound feeling, unlike the modern buildings next to it, which could be seen at a glance. This kind of
The ancient-style buildings are layered layer upon layer, and every tile and brick is engraved with the traces of time. The influence of art can be seen at a glance, but can be seen in the details.
The entire duplex teahouse is about three stories high. It is not difficult to imagine the bustling scene when the teahouse was full of guests in its heyday.
The unique style of the tea house still attracts many people to go inside and check it out.
However, they just took a look at the building and were not interested in opera or anything else.
The unique architectural style cannot conceal the loneliness of the tea house and the desolate entrance.
Su Chen glanced at the teahouse with complicated eyes and began to prepare for the task.
After parking the car in a parking space, he did not enter the teahouse, but stopped and waited a little further away.
He lowered his head and looked at the time. Mr. Qiao should be arriving soon.
The sky quickly dimmed, and the lights in the distance gradually brightened. This lively and noisy street had just begun its real 'life'~
for a long time,
A car stopped steadily outside the tea house, and a trembling figure got out of the car and was supported by Qiao Sheng.
That figure was none other than Qiao Xiang. At this moment, he was actually wearing a costume and was struggling to get out of the car.
He glanced at the teahouse with a complex expression, and there seemed to be expectation and hope in his eyes.
Qiao Sheng supported him, frowning and looking distressed.
This outfit immediately attracted many people's doubtful glances in this crowded commercial street:
"Huh? Who is that? Why did you come out in costume?"
"Could it be from this teahouse?"
"No, the teahouse has stopped performing for a long time! Besides, what age is it? The opera has long been out of date. Who would 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 outfit is meant to be used for singing, isn't it?"
There happened to be an Internet celebrity on the commercial street. When he saw this scene, he stopped curiously and pointed the camera at Qiao Xiang in front of the teahouse.
"Dear family members, I actually saw an old man in costume on the commercial street. Guess what he is going to do?"
Many viewers who were watching the live broadcast were attracted by the old man in costume who suddenly appeared on the screen.
Suddenly, barrages arose:
"Where is this place and why are there opera singers?"
"What's going on? Why did the anchor meet a grandpa in costume on the commercial street?"
"No, is it possible that the host wants to listen to Peking Opera for us?"
"Looking at that old man's body, I'm afraid he won't be able to sing! But this costume is quite nice!"
"Hey, I know this teahouse has been in decline for several years! No one listens to the show now!"
...
The voices of the people around him reached Qiao Xiang’s ears without hesitation.
His expression remained unchanged, and he walked resolutely toward the teahouse with his rickety body straightened up. The moment he reached the threshold, he suddenly stopped.
All the passers-by who were paying attention were stunned.
Look at that back.
The old man's rickety body was supported by a costume.
Time is not forgiving, but the temperament that only everyone in Peking Opera exudes from him has not diminished at all, showing his peerless grace in every move he makes!
The words were straight and round, and he said loudly with a slight hoarseness amidst the vicissitudes of life:
"I'm 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, the popularity of the entire live broadcast room also increased rapidly.
The anchor seemed to have noticed the hot spot, and quickly stepped forward and asked the figure from behind:
"Old sir, Peking Opera is out of date. No one listens to the opera now. Who are you going to sing to?"
At this moment, everyone passing by the scene 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 opera tells the story of the long history of the Dragon Kingdom and the loyalty, filial piety, etiquette and etiquette that have been passed down for thousands of years! How can it become outdated?
"
"This play can be heard by beggars, common people, and nobles!"
"If you can give me... these thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, the world will be prosperous!"
The words are concise and concise, and the most profound are the hearts of the people!
Just a few words, endless emotions!
Everyone present looked startled, and their pupils trembled slightly when they looked at Qiao Xiang!
My scalp went numb after hearing these two sentences!
It felt like something in my bones was being awakened...
