Chapter 26
After the first episode of the show ended, the audience was looking forward to the shooting scenes of the second episode.
As the guests got off the car, the view gradually expanded and everyone saw an ancient street. A group of people entered a quaint two-story teahouse.
While the guests were talking, the PD teacher appeared and explained the rules of the program.
"This time, the guests will conduct business in the teahouse for two days. The ancient costume street will open at 11 o'clock, and everyone needs to attract tourists and earn living expenses. Today's lunch is provided by the program team, and the remaining expenses require the joint efforts of all guests. Everyone's activities are not limited to the teahouse, and the entire ancient costume street can be walked around and purchase the items they need."
Bo Yiming couldn't help but look forward to it: "It's more fun than last time."
Xingxing had already felt the "difficulty of the task", but after hearing Brother Yiming's extremely encouraging words, she immediately felt that it was not that difficult.
The PD teacher continued, "Please pay attention to the key rules of this program: the four young guests will be the owners of the teahouse, and will be responsible for the overall planning and operation. Adults can give suggestions, but whether to adopt them is up to the four young owners."
"They? Planning? Operation?"
Zhou Xu raised an incredible question, with no trust in his tone.
Eight big eyes were staring at him at the same time, including the introverted and shy Rongrong.
Zhou Xu silently raised his hands to show surrender.
[Zhou Xu, look at yourself!] After all, these four kids are 25 years old in total! 】
[The show is so popular, tourists must know them, won’t they crowd the teahouse? Isn’t it super easy to make money? 】
Where is this ancient costume street? I want to be a tourist. I have money. I have money! I need to take a photo with my wife, I am so anxious]
Afterwards, PD left.
The four little guys huddled together and chattered.
Without waiting for the adults to speak, Bo Yiming raised his watch and said, "Uncles and aunts, we still have two hours to prepare. Let's get started quickly! Uncle Zhou, don't frown! We are the boss now."
Xiao Qi jumped beside his brother's legs: "Dad, Xiao Qi is the boss now~"
Zhou Xu stood at attention and bowed to the small bosses: "Okay, bosses."
Wen Cishu joked as he pushed his luggage: "Teacher Zhou is really suitable for comedy."
Chu Han agreed with a smile.
Everyone pushed the luggage into the back room.
When they came out, the four young bosses took out the ancient costumes prepared by the program team and distributed them to the parents.
There are two styles for men and women.
After Chu Han and Zhu Wei changed, they looked at each other as if they were looking in the mirror.
From the back, they look like a pair of beautiful twins.
Zhu Wei was looking forward to it: "Hey, why isn't Yiming's father well yet? I want to see his ancient costume."
Chu Han lowered his head to study the clothes: "This dress is of average style. If I had known that I would come here to play, I could have provided the program crew with some costumes from the crew."
As soon as he finished speaking, Wen Cishu walked out while lowering his head to adjust his belt and asked for help: "Sister Wei, can you help me?"
He had a slender figure and a graceful posture. Wearing this indigo-colored servant's uniform, he did not look like a errand boy, but more like an ancient nobleman on a secret visit.
The long jet-black hair was casually tied behind her head, which matched the ancient costume perfectly.
Chu Han's eyes lit up, and he was the first to greet her: "Let Sister Han come. Sister Han is a professional in dressing up in ancient costumes."
Zhu Wei laughed.
Chu Han tied a wide belt around his waist, making his waist look thin and narrow.
"Little daddy!" Bo Yiming rushed over and looked around in surprise.
Wen Cishu scratched the tip of his nose and asked with a smile, "Don't you recognize me?"
Bo Yiming hugged his father's arm and said, "It looks great!"
He had never seen his little dad dressed like this before.
[My, my, my, my wife, a handsome man in ancient costume...]
[It's so funny, Chu Han just floated past like he was acting]
[Oh my God, why am I not Mingzi? I also want to jump into my little daddy’s arms]
[Woo woo, my wife is really good-looking, has good manners, and is beautiful]
[I also need hair. [Bald clown, jpg]]
Zhou Xu then came out and after appreciating Wen Cishu, he said with great regret: "Why can't I rely on my looks to be the center every time I form a group?"
Wen Cishu smiled and said, "Teacher Zhou definitely relies on his strength, there is no doubt about that."
"That's right!" Zhou Xu smiled, "It seems that Yiming's ability to speak is inherited."
After the four guests have changed, the little ones are also dressed in the boss's clothes.
Wen Cishu looked at his mixed-race son putting on ancient costume and felt a little bit of disorientation, which he couldn't explain for a moment.
When Bo Yiming turned around and jumped around with his sleeves waving, four words immediately flashed through his mind: ...a monkey in human form.
Then the eight people sat on either side of the long table and started today's teahouse business face to face.
After discussion among the four cubs, Chu Han was arranged to boil water, while Zhou Xu and Zhu Wei were arranged to clean the tables and floors in the hall.
"What about me?" Wen Cishu asked, "What do I need to do?"
Xiao Qi happily straightened up, as if to say goodbye: "Uncle, just hold Xiao Qi."
Rongrong: "Uncle, play with us~"
Xingxing: "Uncle, can you be in charge of collecting the money? Do you like it?"
"Ah?" Chu Han was surprised and asked, "Xingxing, you didn't even ask mom if she likes to boil water."
"Hey, you four bosses are asking for special treatment!" Zhou Xu knocked on the table.
Zhu Wei held her chin with her hands and laughed happily.
[Xingxing, is this your line? Isn’t this your brother Yiming’s? 】
[Sister Chu Han was shocked. Her son had already rebelled. She was so funny]
Wen Cishu smiled and nodded: "Can I collect money? Do you have an account book?"
Bo Yiming ran to the counter and took it. "Little dad, it's written in brush calligraphy."
"Okay." Wen Cishu took it, opened it and looked at it, then said to the four little kids, "No problem, give it to uncle, he won't make any mistakes."
"Okay, let's take action!" Bo Yiming urged.
Chu Han stood up, holding up the hem of her skirt, and asked, "What about you guys?"
Rongrong had already taken Xiaoqi's hand and pointed at the door and said obediently: "Auntie, we'll greet the guests over there."
"Oh, I see. Auntie will go boil some water then." Chu Han rubbed the faces of the two little cuties and rushed to the back hall with light steps.
She had just checked and saw that there were basic facilities such as a kettle, tea leaves, mineral water, etc., so she didn't have to actually light the stove and boil water herself.
[Wow, the division of labor is so clear, that’s great]
[As the oldest brother, Mingzai gained the trust of the three cubs in the first episode, so there won’t be any conflicts.]
What's good about it? Not good at all! I can’t go drink tea, woo woo]
Wen Cishu had already opened the inkstone to grind, but suddenly he remembered something and asked his son who was helping to clean the table: "Yiming? You don't have a set price, how much is a cup of tea? Do you have anything else?"
"Ah?" Bo Yiming was surprised, and the stars just turned around.
The two cubs stared at each other.
Zhu Wei, who was wiping the table, said, "Yes, you guys should discuss it quickly. Just pick one at random."
"Um……"
Bo Yiming had never drunk tea before. At most, he had been to a coffee shop near the school. "A cup of tea costs 158 yuan."
Zhu Wei said, "That won't work. It's too expensive."
She changed her mind and said to Wen Cishu, "It's terrible. These kids have no concept of money."
Wen Cishu held the brush and lowered his head silently.
[The look in my wife’s eyes shows that she is feeling guilty, right? So beautiful, this bow, kiss~]
[Maybe the beauty didn't realize that Mingzai's pricing was unreasonable.]
[I'm reminded of the four-piece set from the last show! I guess this father and son don’t need to pay for things on a regular basis.]
[Look at our wife's hands, their fingers are always clean, okay? Like a jade onion, let me touch it~]
Finally, at the adults' suggestion, the price was set at 18 yuan per person, and guests could rest and drink tea in the teahouse.
Following Xingxing's suggestion, Wen Cishu cut a piece of red paper of appropriate size, wrote the price on it in calligraphy, and posted it outside the teahouse.
Rongrong saw the red paper and tugged at her uncle's clothes: "Uncle, can you write on both sides? The kind that is posted during the Spring Festival."
Wen Cishu bent down and asked, "Couplet?"
"Yeah~" Rongrong nodded vigorously, and she turned around to look for someone, "Brother Yiming, can we put up couplets to decorate the gate?"
This was a good idea, so Bo Yiming agreed: "Okay, little daddy, you write it!"
So, Wen Cishu, surrounded by the children, cut red paper for the couplets.
He held the brush and thought for a moment.
Zhu Wei came over curiously and saw that he had already written two lines of poetry in one go.
She recited along, "To dispel the heat, I sit quietly, and tea clears my mind."
Wen Cishu smiled and put down his brush: "It is a sentence from "Master Xian Sends Tea and Writes on a Fan" by Shao Bao, a poet in the Ming Dynasty."
Zhu Wei exclaimed: "Dad Yiming, your handwriting is amazing."
"Auntie, what is this word?" Xiaoqi asked curiously.
"Regular script, regular script." Zhu Wei turned around and took a serious look. "It must have taken ten years of practice to learn this."
Wen Cishu: "I practiced more when I was young, but now I am lazy."
He picked it up and asked the little monkey to stick it on. "Be careful, don't fall."
"Okay~" Bo Yiming rushed over happily, followed by three lively little kids.
[I am gradually becoming unworthy of my wife... woohoo]
[What an elegant, handsome and beautiful ancient talent, who can actually write beautifully! 】
[When I think about the fact that Mingzai’s dad is half foreigner, I wonder if he is obsessed with his wife? 】
[It is very likely that I, a native of this place, am almost fascinated by it! It is really easy to charm foreigners.
Just as the kids had put up the couplets, several middle-aged aunties wearing red tourist hats came forward to watch.
One of them asked, "Little boy, where are you guys from? Are you here for tea?"
Bo Yiming realized that these might be the first group of guests, and hurriedly stepped forward to invite them in for tea.
An aunt saw his appearance and found that although he was wearing ancient costume, he clearly looked a bit like a foreigner. have to
"Why are you so weird, kid?"
Xiao Qi grabbed the aunt's trouser leg: "Auntie, let's have some tea~"
Rongrong also looked at it eagerly.
Silently the stars pushed the door open further.
Bo Yiming said enthusiastically: "Auntie, you can really drink tea, don't be afraid. Come on~"
[What the hell, it's scary when you say this]
[Wow, there really are tourists here. I don’t know them yet. This is really interesting.]
At this time, Wen Cishu heard the noise and hurried out. Just as he was about to greet the guests with a smile, he saw an auntie say "Yo" and hurriedly called other people to come and watch.
"Filming?"
"I don't know, this young man is really good-looking."
The aunts started muttering to each other.
"Young man, are we here for tea? Eighteen?"
Wen Cishu nodded and made a gesture to invite him in: "Yes, you can sit down and rest for a while."
He saw an auntie with a camera hanging around her neck and said with a smile, "You can visit even if you don't want to drink tea. It's free. Please come in."
The children jumped and pushed the aunt inside: "Yes, you can visit!"
The aunties were obviously very experienced in some special situations. "Let me take a look first. I don't necessarily have to drink tea."
Bo Yiming said enthusiastically: "It's okay. Auntie, please sit over here."
Zhu Wei winked at Wen Cishu, then walked forward and greeted him with a smile.
As soon as the aunts sat down, they found that the environment inside was clean and bright, just like a scene from a costume drama, and they couldn't help but raise their mobile phone cameras to take pictures.
Then they asked Wen Cishu with a smile: "Handsome boy, can we take a photo with you?"
Wen Cishu was about to nod in agreement, but Bo Yiming quickly stood in front of the little father and said, "Auntie, you haven't had your tea yet."
"Okay, okay, 18 per cup, right?" An auntie started to pay, "Make us four cups of tea."
Bo Yiming was ecstatic and excitedly held his little father's hand and shook it wildly.
Wen Cishu rubbed his hair, and then took photos with the enthusiastic aunts one by one.
[Is Shi Ba selling tea or his wife? Mingzai, do you understand this business? 】
[Mingzai: If I get ruthless, I’ll even sell out my little daddy]
[This lesson teaches us that if your looks are amazing to a certain extent, you can monetize them! 】
After taking the photos, the aunties gathered around Wen Cishu and asked, "Young man, are you married? I know a lot of pretty girls."
"Are you an actor? Or do you really own a shop?"
One aunt even pulled Zhu Wei aside and said, "Little beauty, auntie wants to ask you, what is your relationship?"
Wen Cishu and Zhu Wei were both unable to withstand it.
Zhu Wei brought the simple and exquisite blue and white porcelain teacup to the table: "We are brother and sister, brother and sister!"
Wen Cishu pointed at Bo Yiming, who was soliciting customers at the door and said, "That's my son. He's nine years old."
"Ah?" Auntie was shocked. "You...you...are you married?"
Wen Cishu: "Yes, I'll go do the accounting first, big sister, you guys have some tea."
After he finished speaking, he ran to the counter and opened the account book.
Chu Han and Zhou Xu shrugged and laughed.
The aunts sat around the square table drinking tea, and Zhu Wei and Chu Han added tea from time to time.
It's quite easy to earn these few dozen dollars, since there is no cost for tea and water anyway.
An aunt stared at Chu Han for a long time, and asked after a while: "Beauty, have I seen you somewhere before?"
[Here it comes!] She is the queen of movies! 】
[Like I said, I can understand not recognizing the beauty, but the other three are easy to recognize.]
Chu Han responded quickly: "Oh~ Do you think I look like an actor?"
"Yes, I think I saw you on the movie channel."
Chu Han picked up the ceramic teapot and refilled the tea, and said calmly: "I heard several guests say so."
"Oh, so they look alike." The aunt nodded and accepted this statement. "Then why did you come here to work as a waitress? He's made movies and won awards. He's very impressive."
Chu Han nodded: "Yes, my acting skills are not good."
Zhu Wei was about to burst out laughing, so she quickly picked up the teapot and ran to add water.
At the door.
There was a constant stream of tourists, and a few little ones enthusiastically attracted customers and invited them in for tea.
Some people would stay away because the children are too young, while others would come in to take a look because the children are cute. Once they come in and are greeted by an adult, they will naturally sit down.
After a while, the originally quiet teahouse suddenly became noisy.
Chu Han was afraid of being recognized, so he hid at the back to prepare hot water and tea.
Zhu Wei and Zhou Xu were busy pouring tea and water back and forth.
After a group of customers left, Bo Yiming took a handful of money to the counter and gave it to the young father.
He excitedly threw himself into his father's arms and hugged his waist: "Mommy~~ We made money!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt something was wrong. He silently looked up at his little father, then lowered his head, looking aggrieved and pitiful.
[Ahhhhhhh, mommy?] ! Oh my god, am I hallucinating? 】
[Are you like this in private? ! Mingzai, aren’t you a little too happy? I was so jealous that I wanted to beat him up.]
[No, are you short of a daughter, mommy? I really need a gentle and beautiful mommy! 】
[Why does Mingzi feel guilty?] The little expression is exactly the same as the beauty just now]
[I can't think of anyone other than Mingzai's dad who could make the kid so nervous]
Wen Cishu smiled and pinched his face: "You are very happy today, aren't you?"
"Hmm~"
Bo Yiming excitedly tried to pick up his little father.
Wen Cishu was so scared that he quickly held on to the counter.
Zhu Wei came over with a kettle, added water to Wen Cishu, and reminded with a smile: "Yiming, don't drop your little dad."
"Hehe~"
Bo Yiming buried his face in his little father's arms just like Xiaoqi.
Every time he encounters something fun, his little dad is by his side and he can hug him at any time. It is really a blessing.
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In an executive suite of a hotel not far from the teahouse on Gucai Street.
Albert knocked on the door and entered. It was Uncle Xu who opened the door.
Uncle Xu just left.
In the living room, "Zi Zi is Superman" is playing on a projection screen that rises from the bottom.
On the sofa opposite the projection screen, Bo Tingyuan was reading company documents, occasionally looking up at the video.
He heard Albert's footsteps and picked up the remote to turn down the program.
Albert came over from the company and put a pile of documents on the coffee table.
Bo Tingyuan raised his hand and placed a book on the coffee table on the sofa beside him.
Albert took a quick look and saw a collection of Rene Char's poems, with a small green jade book pick with a ruyi pattern on the cover.
He frowned and thought, has Mr. Bo started reading poetry recently?
Then he turned his gaze and looked at the large projection screen.
Wen Cishu was pinching Bo Yiming's face, his heart and eyes full of tenderness and love.
Albert glanced at the majestic and indifferent face on the sofa: Does Mr. Bo want to learn poetry and read it to Mr. Wen? Ah, this...
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