However, after hearing what Chen Gui said, he immediately became interested.
"Could Mr. Liaozhai's works be a 'A Chinese Ghost Story'?"
"No, we can wait a while to see the climbing monkey, but the real show doesn't come every day."
Chen Gui laughed and said, "Ten coins for the ticket? Everyone knows that, right?"
Someone replied irritably, "I know."
Instructor Xu sneered, "The people in this perfectly good village have all become obsessed with money, asking for it everywhere!"
Xia Xuezheng frowned. "Life in the village is tough. People are just trying to make a living. Mr. Xu, do you really need to make such a big deal out of it?"
Lu Chengfeng whispered, "Sir, that big banyan tree is drafty on all sides. We don't need to pay any entrance fee. We can just sit on the side and watch. What are they going to do with us?"
Instructor Xu did not refute, "I am tired, there are too many mosquitoes, I need to go back and rest."
At the beginning, Su Wenxuan nervously asked Chen Xian, "Uncle Xian, are you really not afraid of me adapting your work?"
Chen Xian: "It's alright, it's all for Qingxia Village."
Not long after.
As the torches were lit, Chen Gui stood on the high platform and said with a smile, "Don't worry, everyone. The half-hour performance won't delay your catching of the cicadas tonight."
He had just overheard some students talking about catching climbing monkeys, and he mentioned it casually as well.
For these wealthy young men from the county town, the gambling dens, teahouses, outings, and hunting trips in the city might have become tiresome for some, while they might be very interested in the small games and activities in the village.
The old man was a little uneasy. He glanced at the sea of young people below, took a deep breath, and Su Wenxuan nodded lightly.
Then the curtain rises on the grand spectacle!
Immediately afterwards, a thick layer of coarse cloth, tattered straw mats, and straw pads were placed around it.
Many cattail sticks were lit around the stage.
The students initially wanted to complain, but it was too harsh.
A dark-skinned boy in the crowd whispered, "That stuff repels mosquitoes; otherwise, if you sit here for a while, you'll probably be covered in welts."
That person then reluctantly shut up.
Lu Chengfeng, who had been secretly trying to peek, suddenly froze on the spot!
"Damn it! That's really cunning!"
"Young master, what should we do? There are so many mosquitoes here!"
*Slap slap slap*, I swatted a few mosquitoes dead.
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