Li Han bought the potato rocket fragments yesterday, reassembled them, painted them with potato oil, and ordered two villains to draw a smiling face of a potato man. Who would have expected that it turned out to be a zombie face.
No wonder, the little girl screamed, and Li Han couldn't laugh or cry. He caught the two thieves and ran away from the villain, and slapped his little butt. "Naughty."
"Han, what's wrong?"
Natalie murmured, "Do you want to teach Pandora and the baby a lesson?"
Li Han looked at Natalie speechlessly, and Natalie muttered, "If you don't teach me a lesson, I won't teach you a lesson. Why are you looking at me like this?"
"Hey, this big potato is really well put together, hahaha, and there are zombie faces, it's really interesting." Natalie said with a smile.
"Zombie face?" Alta came over to take a look. "It's a pretty cute zombie face."
"Uncle, can we take pictures with it?" A little boy came over and asked in a low voice.
Li Han was a little surprised. "Of course, this is a big potato from Jucai Valley."
"This is a real potato, it's really big." The boy's father was a little surprised and actually took a picture next to it.
Li Han didn't expect that the zombie potato with a painted face would actually become an attraction. Many people came to take pictures, and more than ten tickets to the museum were sold.
"Han, haha, these little potato dolls, it seems, are not as popular as potato zombies." Natalie said with a smile.
Li Han rolled his eyes, but fortunately Dudu and Baobao put on potato doll costumes, brought several monkey potatoes and small black bear potatoes, plus two long-legged turkey potatoes, and performed the potato dance in front of the museum.
It attracted many children. Not to mention a potato dancing down, more than 30 tickets were sold, and the two little people were very proud. "One ticket comes with a free potato doll."
Baobao and Dudu said loudly, leading a group of little people to lead the potato dolls. "It's so cute." "It's still edible, but you have to eat it from the butt." Dudu said, taking out a small spoon and starting to dig out the potatoes.
Golden mashed potatoes, with the unique fragrance of potatoes and the strange fragrance of space spring water. "It's so delicious, Mom, you eat it." The little girl held up the potato doll and said with a small spoon.
"Haha, okay." The young mother actually doesn't like steamed potatoes that much.
"Hey, it tastes really good." The young mother was a little surprised.
"Yes, yes, mom, the potato dolls are delicious and so cute." He said, holding up the potato dolls to show his mother. "Smiley face."
As word of mouth spreads about the little potato dolls, more and more people are willing to buy a ticket to the Potato Museum and try the delicious potato dolls.
Tickets cost three dollars each, and more than a hundred were sold in one morning. The two former museum staff looked at it in a daze. You know, the Potato Museum is not a big place.
Usually, there are more than ten or twenty people a day, which is pretty good. Fortunately, thanks to the support of Chinese tourists, Asian and foreign tourists, and tour groups encountered on weekends, there are not many residents of Irvine City.
European tourists have been declining this year, and Asian tourists have recently gone to some major cities. The Irvine city government went bankrupt, but the tourism industry was stagnant for a time, with fewer tourists. The Potato Museum's income dropped sharply, and it was directly protected from bankruptcy.
Li Han bought it for not much money, but the main reason was that the price of the house was a little higher, and the price of the Potato Museum was almost half for sale and half for free. The government hopes that the Potato Museum will be reopened.
Today, there are more than 100 people, almost all of whom are local residents of Irvine. This is a rare event for a museum. "Maybe the Potato Museum can really come back to life."
"Don't be too happy," Naxi said. "Kara, maybe today is better. You know, there is nothing attractive about the Potato Museum."
"Perhaps you are right, Naxi." Kara nodded sadly. "I hope it can last a few more months. You know, I need this job."
Li Han didn't know that the two employees he had just recalled had no confidence at all that he could run the museum successfully.
Of course, there are indispensable people watching the excitement, the bar, the wealthy Chinese who like to buy and buy, and the news of reopening the museum spread like wildfire. It is a good thing for a small town, and the news spread quickly.
In almost all bars, idlers got the news. "Potato Museum, is that guy planning to make a bunch of potato license plates? Maybe O'Hei would like license plates made of mashed potatoes and distribute them as food to those in need."
"Hahaha, you're right, potatoes, God, not many people in Irvine like this stuff, this is not Idaho." A few people with big bellies were drinking beer and joking.
The atmosphere in the bar is very cheerful, and Li Han and his Potato Museum add seasoning to this joy.
"Natalie and Zong Ziqi said they would come to help, but why haven't they come yet?" Li Han asked.
"Ah, I almost forgot, I just received a call from her. I was appraising an oil painting just now. I have to be here an hour late." Natalie said. "Han, the potato dolls are almost gone."
"I'll get it right away," Li Han said.
"I didn't expect that so many people like potato dolls." Alta said with a smile. "The paintings of Pandora and Baby are really great."
"Yeah." Dudu nodded his little head vigorously. "Dudu is very focused on painting."
"Yeah, whoever drew this potato doll is drooling." Natalie smiled and held up a potato doll with a slightly crooked mouth and a silly grin.
Dudu and Baobao shook their heads together. "Dudu (baby) didn't draw anything."
Natalie looked at the two little people with a half-smile. "You didn't draw it. Could it be that the potatoes rolled out on their own?"
The two little people stopped talking. "Sister Natalie drew it secretly," the little man Dudu said to the baby in a low voice.
"Hey, little devil, I heard you." Natalie muttered, wondering if her voice was a little too loud.
"whee."
"Stop making trouble, someone is here to exchange for potato dolls," Alta said.
The Zong family, Zong Ziqi, breathed a sigh of relief. This painting is really hidden, but it is a pity that it is a fake. "I should go help, I don't know how many people will be there today."
"Ziqi, it's almost noon, why are you still going out?" Zong Hai nodded to the assistant beside him, and the assistant greeted Zong Ziqi and left.
"Grandpa, Li Han plans to reopen the Potato Museum. There is a potato tasting event today. I plan to go over and help." Zong Ziqi said with a smile. "I don't know, I just don't know if there are any visitors. The Potato Museum is in Irvine.
It has been tepid for so many years, and I seldom go there."
Zong Ziqi said, "I originally advised Li Han Potato Museum to close down and buy a house. At least I won't lose too much."
"Haha, Ziqi, you don't have to worry about this." Zong Hai said with a smile.
"That's right. This guy made a fortune this time. Grandpa, I'll go over first and won't be back for lunch." Zong Ziqi said with a smile.
"Go ahead."
Zong Hai looked at Zong Ziqi and smiled. "The Potato Museum is a bit interesting."
Li Han didn't know that every move he made was under Zong Hai's sight. Perhaps, Li Han didn't expect that Zong Hai would pay attention to a newcomer like him.
"What, Potato Museum, Han, what are you planning to do?" Zong Ziyu couldn't understand the more he looked at it.
In fact, it's very simple. Li Han just wants to open a potato museum, earn some pocket money, and preferably help the manor balance its books. Li Han, this person comes from the United States. These days, he has formed a habit, always likes it, and it's not a loss.
Let’s not talk about profit or loss, not loss, this is the bottom line. Of course, this is not stingy, but I feel that if the manor wants to preserve it for a longer period of time, balancing the balance of payments is the real road.
"So many people."
Zong Ziqi came to the door of the Potato Museum. A giant potato was placed horizontally. On the potato table, there were baked potatoes, fried potato chips, potato cream of mushroom soup, potato ice cream, potato salad, potato bread, etc., all kinds of potatoes.
food.
"lottery?"
Zong Ziqi muttered, "What's going on?"
"Sister Qiqi, you're here." Dudu waved his little hand, which held a lottery ticket. The little guy was also queuing up to draw the prize under the stage.
"Pandora, what are you doing?" Zong Ziqi looked at the villain in confusion.
"Wait for the lottery and eat potatoes." The villain said with a smile.
"Are you all waiting?" Zong Ziqi was a little stunned when he saw Natalie and Alta also there.
"I can't help it, there are too many people." Natalie said with a smile on her face. "Is it an accident?"
"It's quite unexpected. Are these tourists?" Zong Ziqi asked.
"Of course not, these are all residents of Irvine City." Natalie said proudly, seeing Zong Ziqi's surprised look on his face. "How about it, it only took us less than a morning to bring a bankrupt potato museum into the city."
Get up, are you awesome?"
Zong Ziqi, what else can I say? He nodded, but he became more and more confused and curious. Potatoes are not very popular in Irvine City. You know, there are mostly Chinese here, and potatoes are mostly used as ingredients for making potato shreds.
The Chinese have been living in the United States for longer and longer, and they gradually begin to prefer American food. Shredded potatoes are less common, beef stew with potatoes, and pork stew, so there is less food.
Although there are many Chinese people in Irvine, many of them are actually Americans. The potato museum, some souvenirs, potato products, potato soap, potato shirts, etc., except for some specific times, no one usually likes them.
Zong Ziqi was curious, and the bargoers who got the news were even more surprised as to what was going on. "When did Irvine start to like potatoes?"
"Wow, toot."
Dudu waved his little hand and got it.
"Sister Dudu is so awesome." The baby looked envious, but the baby didn't even get a slap.
Waiting for Dudu to come on stage holding the lottery tickets, Li Han was stunned for a moment, dumbfounded. Why did this little devil also participate in the lottery and was lucky enough to win. "No trouble."
"Dudu is very well-behaved." Dudu puffed his mouth and said.
"Dudu wants a big bread, a baked potato ice cream, and a plate of potato salad." The little man clicked his little finger. "And potato sticks."
"If you eat so much, you will become chubby." Li Han smiled and pinched his little nose.
"Dudu has already been slapped. Dad is obedient." Dudu said with a puffy mouth.
"Yes, yes, but it's not about being obedient and keeping your promises." Li Han said.
