"It's like this. In order to make it easier to count the number of people, I will divide everyone into groups. There are a total of thirty-two of us this time, and every two people will be in a group, a total of sixteen groups. The two of them should pay attention to each other. If the group member is not there,
You have to explain it to me in time." Shi Ying took out his notebook from his backpack, waved to everyone, and continued: "Now I will start to divide into groups. When your name is called, raise your hands to get to know each other."
"Bai Xuan Huanian, the first group." Shi Ying glanced at the seats of the brother and sister. They smiled at her and raised their hands. She glanced at the name on the notebook and continued: "Mu Yuan and Pei Xiao, the second group."
Group."
Pei Xiao raised his hand and looked for his team members in the car. He happened to meet the eyes of the elite in a suit. The two nodded to each other and put down their hands.
..."He Pu and Liu Liang, group ten." The first pair of girls who went downstairs raised their hands. The other person who raised their hands was the boy who just asked the question. The girl asked: "Tour guide, can I be in a group with my companion?"
?His name is Wu Qi, and he hasn’t been grouped yet."
Shi Ying nodded and remarked on the notebook: "He Pu Wu Qi, group ten."
"Liu Liang, you and Lin Ling are in the eleventh group." Lin Ling is the Lolita girl, and neither of them has any objections.
The sixteen groups were quickly divided. Shi Ying put away his notebook and looked at his phone. It was nine twenty, and there were still forty minutes left to get to the market.
"If you want to take a rest, you can take a rest in the car or take a look at the scenery outside. Wuling Mountain has beautiful scenery and is a good place for leisure. If you sign up for a tour with Yaoming Travel Agency, it is definitely worth your money."
Ying looked at the rugged mountains and dead branches and leaves outside the car window, and said with a smile.
At ten o'clock, the bus arrived at a lively market. Shi Ying looked out the window and confirmed that the sign next to it said Wulingshan Market. She did not rush to let the tourists get off the bus, but asked them to get on the bus again.
After a while, the driver opened the door and watched the tourists get off the bus.
Everyone filed out of the car. Hua Xuan and Huanian brother and sister walked to the front of the car and wanted to say something to Shi Ying, but when they saw the pale-faced driver looking over here, they just smiled and said nothing. Seeing this, Shi Ying also
He smiled back: "I wish you have a good time."
Hua Nian: "Thank you, Director Shi."
Pei Xiao stayed at the back and waited for everyone to get off the bus before he walked to the front. Shi Ying was not sure what role the driver played, but Hua Xuan Huanian did not reveal his identity, so she thought it would be better to pretend not to be familiar with him.
, she raised the same smile as before: "Pei Xiao, right? Have fun."
When Pei Xiao saw her like this, he immediately understood, nodded and got out of the car without saying anything else.
After the tourists finished walking, Shi Ying turned to the driver, who had been looking at the door since he parked the car, and asked, "What do you call the master?"
No one responded, and the air was filled with embarrassment.
But Shi Ying pretended not to notice, but looked at the driver with a smile, waiting for his answer.
After a long time, the driver spoke out. It seemed that it was not that he didn't answer on purpose, but that there was a delay in the language system: "Luo Xiang."
"Brother Luo, the tourists are going to the market. You should also take a rest. It's been hard driving and you have to run with us all day today."
Luo Xiang's pale face looked at Shi Ying who was speaking, blinked slowly, and then stopped still. After about the same amount of time as before, he replied: "Okay, you too."
Shi Ying looked at the market outside from the car window and wanted to go shopping. She put her backpack and the paper bag with flags on her seat, said hello to Luo Xiang, and said she was going out for a walk.
Waiting for his reply, he got out of the car.
The market here is a bit like the temple fair Shiying visited when she was a child. There are a long list of stalls along the long street, selling everything. It is like a simplified version of the specialty shops selling specialties in major tourist attractions across the country.
But the temple fair is usually held on the 15th day of the Lunar New Year. Today is neither a New Year nor a holiday. The flow of people in this market is so large. Although it is not as crowded as on holidays in reality, it is still a dense flow of people, shoulder to shoulder, sometimes lingering around at a glance.
I couldn't see the tourists I was familiar with.
After following the flow of people and visiting several stalls, Shi Ying discovered that there was a reason for choosing this market as the first stop for tourism. The handicrafts on the stalls could show the characteristics of the makers. They were not like the same Yiwu specialties in scenic spots. She herself
I couldn’t help but buy a cute hand-squeezable pottery rabbit. Even if I can’t bring a copy with me, it’s still good to have fun. When traveling, happiness is the most important thing.
Shi Ying had basically forgotten her identity as a tour guide, and instead regarded herself as a tourist and wandered around the market.
In reality, some tour guides will take tourists to some so-called specialty shops, collect head fees or collude with black shops to defraud tourists and earn commissions. But Shiying did not receive instructions to do so. She only saw an itinerary now.
She didn't see any other requirements, so she could play with peace of mind. She didn't need to bring customers into the store or manage tourists.
After all, the second note on the itinerary requires her to count the number of people before and after each trip. This can't be an immutable number, right? If the number is immutable, there will be no need to count, right?
There was a loss of personnel in the system copy. How normal it is. Just like the last landslide, 11 out of 15 people died. This death rate, tsk tsk. Shi Ying shook her head, hoping that the group she led this time would not be like this.
The last landslide was so tragic.
Shi Ying bought a fried pancake that had just been fried by a fellow villager. She poured it into her hands and walked towards the crowd gathering place in front of her. There was the sound of gongs, which must be some kind of performance.
There were too many people, and Shi Ying couldn't go to the front. The audience surrounded several floors, so she had to find a nearby step to stand on and watch the performance from a distance.
A man wearing long sleeves and trousers had a flower snake wrapped around his neck and two arms. The three snakes had different colors. Shi Ying didn't understand snakes and didn't know if these colors were poisonous, but she recognized the snakes around his neck.
The shape of a snake's head.
The triangular head does not look like a safe appearance, and most of the brightly colored animals and plants in nature are quite vicious. She shrank her neck from a distance, thankful that she had not joined in the fun and squeezed to the front.
The gong was played by another man inside. Seeing that the audience had almost gathered, he struck the gong twice more to attract everyone's attention and said loudly: "Dear friends, today my brother will perform a dance with snakes for you. Do you have any idea?"
Those who have money will support themselves, and those who have no money will support themselves. If you think it looks good, please applaud. If you think it doesn’t look good, we will definitely have something better in the future, so don’t miss it~"
After the man finished speaking, he put down the gong in his hand, took out a dark flute from his waist, held it upright under his mouth, and started playing it briskly.
