"Uh! What's going on?" The old man was a little surprised when he heard the laughter. He had just asked Jiang Xingchen, but he didn't pay attention to what the two of them were saying on the stage.
Jiang Xingchen smiled and nodded slightly.
The reason why he made a crosstalk was simply to let the people who came to enjoy it, drinking honey-made water while listening to the happy mood of crosstalk.
To put it further, he wanted to briefly preview this method to see how it works, and prepare to open a teahouse in the future. Although there is no tea yet, honey water and snacks can be used instead.
Jiang Xingchen was also nervous about crosstalk at first. This is an art form that has played language to the peak. It is difficult for foreigners who can speak Chinese to understand it on earth, let alone in another world.
Originally, he wanted to make a dish name and it was suitable for the food festival, but when he thought that more than 200 dishes would be replaced by well-known ingredients in another world, and they would have to be well-made and then changed to pendant... Not to mention the difficulty, the actors would not be able to say it well.
Learning crosstalk is not a matter of one day or another. There are many things such as penetration, performance, etc. that require long-term practice and accumulation, and it is not at all easier than singing and dancing.
Therefore, he put a lot of effort into adapting a section of Guo Degang's "My Life". Except for jokes and jokes, all other elements are replaced by things that are well-known in other worlds.
It is even more troublesome to choose a crosstalk actor. It would be better to kill them than to let the warriors go on stage to make everyone laugh. But if you don’t practice martial arts, you can’t send the voice to the audience if you don’t have enough breath... He has squandered his power, so he selected two eloquent and martial arts people from Sun Sanqiang’s men. After more than ten days of hard practice in black and white, he has achieved today’s performance.
It can be said that preparing this crosstalk is more tiring than practicing stretching noodles and hanging soup, teaching chefs secret recipes, and guiding students from Imperial Academy to play the guzheng.
What made him feel relieved was that the two on the stage performed very well. At the beginning, they were a little unrelaxed, but gradually they became more and more free. Although they were a little awkward, their expressions and movements were very well-shaking, and their burdens were shaking well, one after another. The audience kept laughing.
"These two guys are born to say crosstalk! Especially the fat guys, they feel funny when they look..." Jiang Xingchen couldn't help but sigh. He is no longer nervous now. People's emotions have been driven, which means they have accepted this art form in their hearts.
On the stage, the fat man held his hands and emphasized, tilted his mouth and narrowed his eyes: "There is good news and bad news. Which one do you listen to first?"
"Bad news!"
"We are lost. I don't know this place, and we can only live by eating bison dung in the future!"
"What about the good news?"
“There are some cow dung ~”
"Puff!" The audience squirted. Not only the audience, but also the old man and the judges on the stage could not help it. The honey water that had not swallowed was sprayed everywhere.
Jiang Xingchen has heard this joke many times. Of course, he is immune to laugh points, but the first time he listens to it is really irresistible if he doesn't have a super high laugh point.
Drinking honey water and listening to crosstalk makes people's hearts feel extremely relaxed, and it is a rare enjoyment. People who watch even forget that this is a new form of performance, forget that time passes, just follow the guidance of the actors, laughing again and again...
The last burden was revealed, and the two actors bowed and stepped down. People who were still unsatisfied all received warm applause and cheered loudly. Everyone affirmed this new form of performance.
The two actors were full of excitement at this time. They were selected by Jiang Xingchen and were still a little worried. But now, they were extremely grateful to Jiang Xingchen, and from then on they were about to break away from their identity as gangsters.
In the judges' seat, everyone's eyes were turned to Jiang Xingchen. You don't have to think about it and know that this new performance form must have been created by this kid.
At this time, they were speechless and could not think of any words to describe this kid...
Especially Feng Xuanzhang, as the dean of the Imperial Academy, is more interested in the new form of performance. The Imperial entertainment form is really too single.
"I have to remind you that Jiang Xingchen must protect you!" The marshal thought to himself. Jiang Xingchen performed too well in this food festival. He was first a car, and then a food, and now a new performance form. With all the previous experiences, so many achievements have accumulated on a person, it would be strange if he doesn't attract jealousy!
The marshal turned his head and looked at Yuan Xixuan, and found that he was frowning slightly, with a solemn expression, not knowing what he was thinking about. Yuan Hao stared at Jiang Xingchen, and his jealousy was written on his face.
The other lords looked at Jiang Xingchen like a wolf staring at the meat: "It would be great if this kid was under the jurisdiction of my territory... I will definitely let him play... Oh, why did he have a beard? Get out of me..."
At some point, Dingbei Hou, with a smug smile, stood in front of Jiang Xingchen, blocking their sight, making everyone angry, and wishing to go up and kick the hateful smile a few times.
After the lords came back from their fantasy and retracted their gaze, Dingbei Hou laughed and turned around and walked to the middle of the high platform.
"The first food festival has officially begun. In addition to the boiled gourmet dishes just now, Furongzhai and Cuiyuanlou will also launch three major dishes: stewed elbow, squirrel fish, and beef tongue tail..."
After a meal of Dingbei Hou's voice, there was already a buzzing discussion in the audience: "Is there a big dish?"
"What's new about this? It's a food street, various performances, and a display of chef skills. How could there be no surprises behind it!"
"Then leave quickly, you will definitely not be able to book a seat if you are late!"
At this time, Dingbei Hou pressed his hands down and then continued: "We have made arrangements. Not only can boiled high dishes be tasted at the two major restaurants, but other major restaurants in Hongyuan City can be eaten... In addition, the food street will continue to be open!"
After Dingbei Hou finished speaking, he announced the end of the performance, and then people left one after another.
The people who bought the seats were already full, so there was no hurry. If you could eat the best boiled high-quality dishes in the world, you might not have to squeeze in to two major restaurants. But unlike those present, the people standing there could no longer wait and flock to the major restaurants.
Dingbei Hou invited a group of judges to go to Furongzhai together, where not only prepared delicious food, but also had excellent wine.
Among all, the happiest ones were Huangshi and Qingyun. They all knew what wine was talking about by Dingbei Hou.
Jiang Xingchen and Mei'er, Zhao Danqing, Mo Hongxian and others went to Furongzhai first. He was still hanging soup there, so he had to make it out quickly, otherwise it would not be available to the restaurant in the whole city. Other secret recipes can be put on, but this is absolutely not possible.
From morning to night, the restaurants in the city were busy, and the boiled high-quality dishes were in short supply. Especially after listening to the descriptions of the three judges, people were reluctant to miss this delicacy that was rated as the best in the world. The high price of 30 yellow crystal coins is unstoppable.
After tasting distilled liquor, the senior officials of the empire and the major lords became more intimate with Dingbei Hou and were almost tied with each other. They were all from warriors, so there was no one who was not good at drinking. Such a spirit is even more tempting to their taste.
Yuan Xixuan was even more depressed when he saw this situation. He felt depressed. With the strong alcohol, the consequences were naturally that he was drunk, vomited everywhere, and was embarrassed to throw himself into his grandma's house...
The Food Festival ended perfectly with everyone's praise. Whether it was singing and dancing, food, chef skills, or crosstalk, Jiang Xingchen's noodles-stretching skills, they all made the people who came here excited. This also caused nearly 80% of the people not to leave after the Food Festival and stayed in Hongyuan City for two days.
At their strong request, the food street was also opened for two consecutive days before it ended.
All the major restaurants in the city were laughing crazy, and the yellow crystal coins flowed into their pockets like flowing water. It would be strange if they didn't laugh. They even admire Mo Hongxian. Only by joining forces can we make a lot of money, and their vision is far inferior to others. These people don't know that the real driver behind this matter is Jiang Xingchen.
The chefs in the restaurants are also crazy. This food festival has too much demand for chefs, and the chefs of major restaurants are simply too busy, so they have the opportunity to stand out. Otherwise, they will have to wait for many years if they want to start their career.
People from other industries in the city were also very happy. The food festival drives far more than eating. Not to mention accommodation, even the sales of small jewelry and even pharmacies have been greatly improved.
The happiest thing in the city is the civilians living in the lowest level. They don’t have to worry about not being able to find work. Moreover, the price they give is not low. The money they earn in the past few days can be as good as the previous three months.
Three days later, people from afar dispersed one after another, and the atmosphere in Hongyuan City became calmer. However, even so, it was much more lively than usual. There were several times more people who came to Hongyuan City to taste delicious food than before the Food Festival.
When the Marshal, the Minister of Finance and others left, they all praised the Marquis of Dingbei. The mood at this time was a world of difference compared to when they came.
Yuan Xixuan and Yuan Hao were exactly the opposite of them. They wanted to see the jokes of Dingbei Hou, but they didn't know that this ending was like this.
The major lords smiled bitterly, and the Marquis of Dingbei did not agree to their request in the end, "The carriage must be reported to the emperor before it can be promoted to the outside world!" The words blocked everyone back. Anyway, the spring plowing was over. It was not that I ignored the overall situation, but I wanted to confirm the credit, and none of you said anything.
However, Dingbei Hou did not offend anyone to death, and he slapped himself in the face, and he was too proud of himself, and he didn't give him a car. In the end, it would be too much if he stepped on him again.
Therefore, Dingbei Hou waved his hand and each person gave two kilograms of distilled liquor.
He was generous, but the old man and the kitten girl were so angry that they cursed. The little bit of Jiang Xingchen's hand was emptied all at once. Would they be quitting drinking these days...
At the same time, with the departure of people, the grand occasion of the first food festival has spread throughout the empire. (To be continued, please search for Piaotianyi, novels are better, updated and faster!