The big bull left back in depressedly. It seemed that there was no need to think about eating big bones today. This guy, let’s forget it and eat his own meat skewers.

"You guys, won't open a supermarket today?"

"I don't have to open anymore, rest, rest, and money is not earned in one day. Moreover, it's so lively today. Everyone is here, who can buy things?"

As they were talking, they saw a few little guys running over, "Brother, give me money, I want to go there and ask the old man to make me a candy man."

The big bull looked at his sister. This girl, with a few little guys, looked at the little guys with muddy mouths. It seemed that she had eaten a lot of food. There were also two children, holding cotton candies in her hands, and were eating bite by bit.

"For you, little girl, be careful and don't run around." The big bull took ten dollars from his pocket and handed them over.

"We're also walking around, there are memories of our childhood. Moreover, I looked at it and it seemed that these things were made by some old people. I think they tasted good." Wang Buping remembered that when he went to the town to look for them, not many people did it. Maybe these people would come out to do it when the New Year was lively.

"Okay, I agree." Niu'er was the first to eat too much spicy hot pot, but it was not good for her skin, so she didn't dare to eat too much. She would rather eat something else, but it was delicious.

"Now? I haven't finished eating yet?" Da Niu pointed at the table and the pot.

"Just be fine, just know how to eat, take these. Boss, give it to others. We don't want it anymore, the money is left here." Niu'er pulled the big cow away directly, and the guy was still staring at the meat in the pot.

Dalang had no objection, but he had all the food in his hand, and the two of them were a pair. As he ate, Wang Buping discovered a lot of good things, grilled fish, which an old man roasted in the original method.

The stones, smooth pebbles, burnt and put the fish on. Wang Buping once made them in the mountains, but they were roasted on stone slabs. This kind of fish is difficult to control. If the stones are too hot, the fish will be burnt. If the fish are too cold, the fish will not be cooked. Therefore, it is usually only the master who has been dry for many years that he uses this method. Of course, it is needless to mention the skills of this old man. At first glance, it has been decades. Wang Buping tried it. It was so burnt on the outside and tender on the inside, which was great.

Stinky tofu is used anywhere in the snack street, but anyone who has read the report knows that some of the tofu don’t care about eating them at all. You can eat the stinky tofu here with confidence, and it is guaranteed to be homemade, and there may be some hygiene problems. However, it will never be a problem like those stinky merchants.

People say that the smell of stinky tofu, the more smelly it smells, the more fragrant it tastes. Wang Buping absolutely agrees, but the smell of stinky tofu is actually not the kind of smell it is called, but the problem of pickling.

Wang Buping tried all the same, looking at cotton candy, roasted sweet potatoes, bamboo rice, stewed lamb, etc. He knew that if it weren't for the excitement, many of these things would not be eaten, and the old people would pick up these skills and add some excitement to everyone because of the excitement.

"Boping, look, can we organize these stalls, draw a local area, and let them set up stalls here? I think many tourists must have never eaten these things." Niu'er walked all the way and put forward this opinion to Wang Buping.

When Wang Buping heard this, he first felt it was impossible, and then thought about it. It was still possible to do it. It was just that the problem of unstable tourists would make everyone feel unconfident in this matter. He had a way to do this, not necessarily let everyone come every day, but when there were too many people, it would be enough. In this way, he could also provide them with a channel to make money.

"I understand. After I go back, I will discuss this with the old patriarch. I also had a preliminary idea just now, and maybe it would be a good idea."

...

At the beginning of the drama, Wang Buping was really pulled up and said a lesson. He felt that it was okay, but there was no stage fright. He was the people around him, mainly talking about the situation of the school. This impact was quite large. Everyone knows that there were many people who were so excited that they cried.

Wang Buping didn't know what kind of drama he played in his hometown. Anyway, it was messy and mixed with many dramas. Then, with some local changes, it became a special thing, which Wang Buping couldn't understand, but the elderly listened with relish.

Fortunately, not all the operas were performed, and there were many performances in it, which was very compatible with the tastes of young people and children. Especially a few acrobatics, they were shocked by everyone. Wang Bupingjue, these people were really amazing.

No wonder people say that the great people are Tibetan among the people, and now they believe it.

Bites on the big table, nails on the palms, and needles in the belly. These are really exciting and exciting. Many people cover their eyes when watching, for fear that their performance will fail and they will see a scary scene.

In fact, these movements are all done by artists after years of hard practice, and there are very few accidents. Moreover, they will avoid hurting themselves when something happens. Generally, such dangerous movements are led by masters. They will pass on the experience accumulated by their predecessors to future generations so that they can master the tricks.

The performance has to be said, it was very exciting, which made everyone who watched it laugh and laugh. Some elderly people were still unsatisfied after the show was over. When they heard that the show would take five days, everyone was happy. Listening to good shows every day, who wouldn't want to?

When I got up early in the morning and arrived at the foot of the mountain, my grandmother and grandpa all took up a seat, and only my parents were left at home. They both dressed up today. Wang Buping understood this. Grandpa and grandma were very good, but they didn't know why those uncles and aunts became like that. Perhaps it was really related to the living environment.

One of my mother's sisters married into the city, and her younger brother and older brother worked hard in the city. I heard that she had earned a lot of money. Wang Buping remembered that he had seen him when he was a child and was very good at that time. Since his parents came back, he had no shadow of his uncle and aunt in his memory. Grandpa and grandma would come to their house every year.

"Dad, mom, really won't let me find someone to drive you over?" Seeing that both of them were ready, Wang Buping asked again.

"No, your dad is not showing off. Your mom and I will take the bus and come back in the afternoon."

Wang Buping smiled secretly. He didn't understand his father yet. He thought to himself, but he just didn't say it. Otherwise, why did he hold it in his arms? He didn't go to his grandfather's house for the past few years, and he felt embarrassed.

Wang Buping ran to the room and called No. 3. The kid drove a truck outside and had a driver's license. He asked him to drive his own car and take his parents over. This way, it would be more convenient to come back in the evening.

When I walked out of the room, I saw the two of them ready to leave, "Dad, the car is ready for you. The kid from the third route is driven by, just go to the warehouse. The third route should have passed. If it is too late, don't come back. I have stayed there for a night with my mother for a night. I haven't been there for many years."

"You boy." Wang Youcai smiled. His son could guess what he was thinking.

My parents left, grandpa and grandma went to see the show, but Wang Buping had nothing to do, so he walked around the village. He saw that there were still tourists playing in the village. After looking at the lighting flowers, they were pretty good. Nothing happened so far, so Wang Buping felt much more relieved.

...

At two or three o'clock in the afternoon, Wang Buping received a call from his father and asked him to come to his grandfather's house as soon as possible. Before the matter was explained clearly, his father hung up the phone. Wang Buping thought something was wrong, so he quickly rode the Hongying and ran outside.

Some tourists on the road were sensational when they saw this situation. They had heard that there was a horse named Hongying in Wangjia Village, which was very fast and there were video screens on the Internet. However, the video screen was not clear, so everyone always suspected that, and the last time the bull was riding a horse, Hongying was in the woods, so they let go of the speed. Therefore, there were very few people who really knew about Hongying's situation, that is, they felt that Hongying was very handsome.

Now that I saw Wang Buping riding a Hongying Mercedes-Benz, everyone believed it now. This was a horse, faster than a car.

Wang Buping didn't care about this now. He thought something must have happened to his grandfather's family, otherwise his father wouldn't be so anxious. Fortunately, he still remembers that his grandfather's family is there. It's much better than Wangjia Village, of course, that's what he can compare with Wangjia Village now, let alone Nanling Town, Qinnan City is rare.

Hongying's speed was not blowing. Wang Buping sat on it and felt the wind whirling and a little shaking. Fortunately, he was not afraid of the cold. Otherwise, if he rode Hongying to his grandfather's house, he would have to go to the hospital himself.

Fortunately, there are not many people on the road during the New Year, but Wang Buping rode a horse to rush to the road, which attracted many people to stop and watch. Some young people even held their mobile phones and chased and took photos. Unfortunately, Hongying's speed was too fast, no one could follow her, and even cars were not good.

It was originally a thirty-minute drive, but Wang Buping rode his horse, but it took less than twenty minutes to run. Hongying had nothing to do after these roads, as if this was nothing to it.

Because Wang Buping came on horseback, he attracted a lot of attention in Lizhuang. Although there are horses in Nanling Town, few people ride horses on the road, and generally, horses are kept for cargo. Now, due to mechanical reasons, horses are rarely used.
Chapter completed!