Senior Superstar

What does a teacher need?

What is needed is absolute authority!

Let you imitate, who the hell let you surpass?

Seeing An Xiaoxiao, who was speeding up to 180 yards and running over her face, Li Shixin, who felt that his driving skills were not as good as others, silently raised his hand.

Snapped!

oops!

o(￣TT￣*)ゞ: "Teacher, why do you want to do such a cruel thing to the apprentice?"

"Because you know too much."

Slapping An Xiaoxiao against the wall, Li Shixin straightened his neckline and waved at a group of old fans.

After looking sympathetically at An Xiao Tabloid, the sunset red tour group officially set off.

Considering the physical strength of a group of old fans, Li Shixin did not choose to travel around the capital on foot.

But he didn't take a taxi that was too bad. Instead, he bought a bus brochure at a newsstand, chose a random area, and boarded the bus with a group of old fans.

In fact, Li Shi knew it in his heart, and a group of old fans also knew it in his heart. This trip to the capital is actually just to relax. It doesn't matter what you play or eat, the most important thing is to be happy.

In his previous life, Li Shixin didn't understand this kind of mood, but now that he has traveled into this old man's body, and has dealt with a group of old fans for so long, his heart is like a mirror.

For the elderly, most of the time they do meaningless things - such as posting chicken soup for the soul and marketing account articles among the family members, such as talking to their children and grandchildren about things that they didn't want to hear when they were young, and then For example, being desperately attached to a very boring thing and refusing to let go of the attachment

Many times, doing these things is just to prove one's worth, and not to let one's mind stay in the state of waiting to die.

The significance of old age is to avoid waiting for death to become the core of this stage.

During the whole morning, Li Shixin didn't deliberately take his old fans to play, but just walked around a few places. Stroll around several scenic spots in the Old Capital Reserve.

After taking a ton of photos of scissorhands for old fans, he led everyone to kill Liulichang directly.

Watching a group of old fans follow the bargaining method of "don't care what the asking price is, just cut 90%. Before the carpet, the gods blocked and killed the gods and Buddhas, it was a joy, Li Shixin was very pleased.

That's right!

What kind of Great Wall are you going to climb with old arms and old legs?

It's not your forte at all!

Do you see how good this is?

To use the skills that have been cultivated in the vegetable market for decades, and to kill the Quartet here, this is the right place!

At noon.

I scanned a lot of handicrafts at a low price, and looked at the old fans who knew they were fakes but couldn't stop laughing from ear to ear. They found a restaurant not far from Liulichang.

The plaque on the restaurant says "Authentic Zhajiang Noodles", but it is not authentic at all. Twenty-eight yuan for a bowl of noodles with fried sauce, the size of the noodles is only three kinds of bean sprouts, cucumber, and shredded radish. Fortunately, the noodles are not fooled. Moreover, the waiter saw a group of old people coming to eat, so he specifically asked the back kitchen to cook the noodles for a while.

A group of old fans who had just scanned the goods and were still interested in eating Xili Hulu, but looking at the soft noodles in the big sea bowl, Li Shixin lost his appetite in an instant.

After a dozen or so attempted branches, he's allergic to everything that's strip-like and squishy.

"Waiter, bring me some rice sausage! No need to cut it, just serve it to me!"

"Come on! You don't need to cut a single rice intestine, please!"

Seeing the black rice sausage served by the waiter in an instant, Li Shixin nodded in satisfaction.

Complementing the shape with the shape, this is what the old man should eat!

"Hey, Shixin, look at the snuff bottle I just bought. How does it look? The boss said it was from the late Qing Dynasty. I don't think so, but looking at the patina, I guess it is something from the Republic of China. "

Just when Li Shixin was entangled with the rice intestines, the old man Liu Feng put down his chopsticks, and put a small object in front of Li Shixin in a conspicuous manner.

Seeing that Li Shixin was speechless with rice intestines in his mouth, the old man yelled at his grandson who was pulling noodles aside, "Grandson, tell me, how is your vision?"

"Niu bai!" Facing the demand for flattery, Liu Feng's grandson immediately put down his chopsticks and raised his thumb: "My lord even knows patina."

Seeing Liu Feng's grandson holding back for a long time, but he didn't think of a suitable flattery, everyone around laughed together.

As a result, the snuff bottle in the old man's hand saw a layer of greasy paste on it, and then looked at the jade skin of the snuff bottle, Li Shixin smiled and handed it back.

"How much did you pay for it?"

"Fifteen thousand."

"final price?"

"Seven hundred and five!"

"Brother Feng, haven't you showered for a few days?"

"Uh, grandson, how long has it been?"

"Master, you haven't bathed for three days. If you don't wash tonight, you will become a stinky old man. Be good, let's go back to the hotel to take a shower at night, and then go out to play."

"I don't want it!"

Seeing Liu Feng's grandson showing two rows of white teeth and coaxing the old man to take a bath at night, Li Shixin chuckled.

"The patina of this object is estimated to be about the same date as the patina on your body, but the workmanship is not bad, so keep it for fun. It's not a loss."

"It just came out? Hi!"

He didn't really point to the antiques, the old man was annoyed for a while holding the snuff bottle, and after a few words that the salesman had better acting skills than Li Shixin, he calmed down.

At this time, the old fans are almost finished eating.

"Shixin, how did you arrange this afternoon?"

Facing Liu Feng's bright eyes again, Li Shixin smiled slightly, looked at An Xiaoxiao who was unwilling to drink the fried sauce noodle soup, and said cheerfully: "Go to Luogu Lane in the afternoon, and we will have dinner there in the evening." .”

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The moment Li Shixin said this, An Xiaoxiao's eyes recovered.

I was happy to see Xiao Nizi, and the old people who were cheated in Luogu Lane just yesterday were also happy.

A group of elderly people with an average age of 70 years old actually don't care much about what they eat, just being lively.

Seeing that An Xiaoxiao was happy as a group pet, everyone had no objection.

After tidying up, after everyone gathered up the tatters they collected in the morning and left the restaurant, Li Shixin opened the bus map.

Just as he was looking for the bus route from Liulichang to Luoguxiang, there was a commotion in front of the facade of the Zhajiang Noodle Restaurant.

"Dad! Am I still your son after all? I rent a storehouse in the shabby land in the Fourth Ring Road for less than one million yuan a year. You occupy such a good land and run this Laoshizi Theater. When an old man is as old as you Do you deserve it?"

"Bastard! The façade is my façade, which was passed down by your great-grandpa and grandma! In this life, I will still be the head of the household! I can do whatever I like! I will open a theater if I want to. I may change it to What about the bathroom, can you control you?"

"Dad, what are you talking about? I don't care? I really don't want to care about you and me! If you have the ability, don't go to my restaurant to sing? You go to my place and make a mess of the restaurant. More than 3,000 bottles of Moutai say If you give it away, you will give it away, take my stuff as a master, eat it up and wipe it off, and you will be you and I will be me again. I deserve what I deserve if you co-own me as your son?"

"Little bastard, settle accounts with your father, right? You bastard, don't move! I can't beat you and me to death today!"

Putting down the map, Li Shixin frowned when he saw that an old man in his sixties picked up a mille-soled cloth shoe and slapped a middle-aged man on the head in front of the door hung with the big Nuo.

When he looked at the old man with a kind face, the neighbors on the side stepped forward to persuade him to fight.

"Old grandson, what are you doing? I'm not so angry with my son! It's a joke."

"Old Sun, what the child said is actually true. Huizi is a catering company, and the place on the Fourth Ring Road has less traffic than our Liulichang. With such a good appearance, you are a bit blind to work in the theater. Let’s not talk about catering, if you rent it out for two to three million a year, isn’t it money? When you get old, you have to lighten the burden on your children.”

"Yeah, grandson, this time around the street, do you see which store doesn't make money? It's just your big stage that pays rent every day. It's not worth it. We've seen it in the past few years and told you too It's been several times. You, retired, play yourself if you like this show, and let the children do something serious."

Facing the persuasion of a group of old neighbors, the angry old man threw the soles of his shoes on the ground and bowed slightly.

"Brothers, I know what you are talking about. But this is our housework today, so don't meddle in it!"

Seeing the way the old man bowed, Li Shixin was happy.

Why don't you invite yourself to drink Moutai!