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Mei Liangxin left.

Leaving the three dwarfs in the room incompetent and furious.

"Baga, there are so many people who underestimate our robber empire! What should we do now?"

"All obstacles in front of us have been eliminated! I'll go to the teahouse later, I'll see how capable they are!"

"Yoshi, Hanano-kun, I suggest to find more connections to buy, as long as the price is right, I believe that someone will be willing to serve us!"

"Very good, let's do it like this! There is an old saying in the state of Longguo: With a lot of money, there must be a brave man! Don't worry about spending money, as long as you can accept this restaurant, all the numbers are not a problem!"

The three discussed countermeasures, but they still didn't give up on this teahouse.

If it was said that the teahouse was located in a good location and had a reputation for many years, they chose the teahouse as an investment project.

Now, they are more trying to use money to destroy this teahouse, let the arrogance of those actors be defeated from the heart, and let their own culture corrupt this excellent culture!

For them, the acquisition of this teahouse seems to have a perverted sense of achievement~

......

After leaving the hotel, Mei Liangxin felt inexplicably angry.

Peking Opera's national quintessence is the most important character, and no one who walked out of the courtyard back then dared to forget the hatred of national humiliation.

Especially when dealing with these peculiar Kou people!

After getting in the car, I made a phone call:

"Hey, it's me! I'm afraid I'll have to trouble the brothers!"

"Send a few people to help me watch the tea house. Today, this buddy has provoked a few dwarfs from Kouguo, and I'm afraid of being hacked!"

"They came to the teahouse. I checked them out. They said they wanted to fix their cultural customs, what kind of shit, can I promise him?"

"Hey, don't worry about it, it's fine when people arrive, they don't dare to make 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 still echoed in his ears, and the more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable it became.

The quintessence of the nation's culture has been neglected a bit seriously, but these little dwarfs turned around and said they appreciate learning?

The treasures handed down by our ancestors are not cherished, but are offered to outsiders. What is the rationale?

After thinking for a long time, he sighed deeply.

Drive to the restaurant.

......

On the other side, when the sky darkened a little, Su Chen finally arrived in JZ City, and came to the vicinity of the teahouse 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 ancient-style building, layer upon layer, every tile, every brick, is imprinted with the traces of the years, the edification of art, can not see the head at a glance, but see the work in the details.

The entire duplex teahouse is about three stories high. It is not difficult to imagine the lively scene when the teahouse was full of guests during its heyday.

The unique style of the tea house will still attract many people to go inside to find out.

However, they just took a look at the building and were not interested in drama or anything.

The unique architectural style can hardly hide the loneliness of the teahouse and the desolation of the courtyard.

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 walk into the teahouse, but stopped and waited a little further away.

Looking down at the time, Mr. Qiao should be almost there.

The sky quickly dimmed, and the lights in the distance gradually turned on. This lively and noisy street has just begun its real 'life'~

for a long time,

A car stopped steadily outside the restaurant, and a trembling figure was helped down by Qiao Sheng from the car.

That figure was Qiao Xiang. At this moment, he was wearing a costume and walked out of the car with difficulty.

He glanced at the teahouse with a complicated expression, and there seemed to be expectation and hope in his eyes.

Qiao Sheng supported him, frowning, full of distress.

This outfit immediately attracted the suspicious eyes of many people on this crowded commercial street:

"Huh? Who is that? Why did he come out in a costume?"

"Could it be in this tea house?"

"No, the teahouse has been closed for a long time! Besides, what age is it, the show is outdated, who would listen?"

"Yes, and I heard that this tea house will be demolished soon, and a large shopping mall will be built!"

"Then the old man is dressed up to sing, isn't he?"

On the commercial street, there happened to be an internet celebrity. After seeing this scene, he stopped curiously and pointed the camera at Qiao Xiang in front of the teahouse.

"Families, I actually saw an old grandfather in a costume in 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, the screen pops up:

"Where is this, why is there still singing?"

"What's the situation, how could the anchor meet a grandfather in a costume in the commercial street?"

"No, is the host trying to listen to Peking Opera for us?"

"Looking at the old man's body, I'm afraid he won't be able to sing! But this costume is really pretty!"

"Well, I know that this teahouse has been down for several years! No one listens to the show now!"

......

The voices of the people around them entered Qiao Xiang's ears without hesitation.

His expression remained unchanged, his trembling hunched body walked firmly towards the restaurant, and the moment he reached the threshold, he suddenly stopped.

All the passers-by who came to watch around, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com were taken aback for a moment.

The old man's hunched body supported a costume.

Time is not forgiving, but the temperament that everyone in Peking Opera exudes from him is undiminished.

The words are eloquent and eloquent, with a hoarse voice in the vicissitudes of life:

"How can our national quintessence become outdated?"

In the face of the old man who suddenly appeared in the live broadcast screen, the popularity of the entire live broadcast room also increased rapidly.

The anchor seemed to have noticed the hot spot, and hurriedly stepped forward and asked:

"Sir, Peking Opera is outdated, and no one listens to it for a long time. Who do you want to sing for?"

At this moment, both the people passing by and the audience in the live broadcast room were attracted by this question.

"Beijing Opera is one of the oldest cultures in our Chinese culture! In our play, we talk about the long history of the Dragon Kingdom, and we talk about loyalty, filial piety, courtesy and righteousness that have been passed down for thousands of years! How can it be outdated? "

"This play can be heard by beggars, by common people, and by nobles!"

"I can give...the world's prosperous world to listen to!"

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