Chapter 447 No Money Left
An Zhixia is an excellent artist. In order to recite her lines quickly and accurately, she once took classes to train her memory. She has learned many methods to help her memory and has maintained a habit of daily exercise.
For example, she always carefully observes the faces, features, clothing, body shapes, etc. of people passing by, and tries to recall from time to time.
With her unremitting efforts, as well as the experience of Binding Supermarket and Rebirth, her memory has become quite strong. Although she cannot memorize everything she sees, she can remember most of it the first time!
She knows the benefits of a strong memory and never relaxes her children's training in this area. Children are young and it is easier for them to train. At least they started earlier than she did, and their achievements in the future will be much higher.
At this moment, they were listening to the tour guides' explanations, looking at the introductions engraved on the stones, and memorizing them at the same time.
Not only that, they also did not forget to observe the surrounding buildings, directions, object layout, etc. They had long been accustomed to such a large amount of work, and instead enjoyed this state of busy work.
As the sun set, everyone gathered at the main entrance of the palace in the secondary capital with a confused look on their faces. Because the people were warm and generous, each guest group had a bulging pocket, at least they didn't have to worry about the next ticket money and steamed buns and pickles on credit.
Moreover, everyone completed the side quest of collecting surnames almost equally. At least the number of surnames collected depended on their luck rather than their unilateral effort, which was almost negligible.
Therefore, the key point to increase your score lies in the questions to be asked later.
The program team did not ask any questions on the spot, but gave them the address where they would stay tonight. After asking for directions, they first took a bus together, and then took a bullock cart to a small village.
This village was the same as other villages in East City. Only a small amount of land was developed into farmland, and the rest was wasteland. The grass was more than one meter high, completely blocking people's vision. They could also vaguely hear the wolf howling from the mountain, which gave them goose bumps all over their bodies.
"Could it be that the production team ran out of money? Why did they come to such a remote place?" Someone couldn't help but complain quietly. Almost all of them came from the city, and occasionally returned to their hometown to help their parents with farm work. Deep down, they looked down on rural people to some extent, and couldn't help but feel superior.
"Aren't we going to stay in the village tonight?" Six ox carts were shaking, with children and women sitting on them, and backpacks and equipment placed on them.
Behind them were the staff who drove jeeps and buses and ate snacks from time to time.
Everyone hadn't eaten since they got off the plane and were now extremely hungry. They could only rely on talking to divert their attention, but no one was willing to take the Tianshi specialty.
"The conditions in the village are not good, there are fleas and ticks everywhere. It's okay for men, but if women get infected, they can't get rid of these annoying things completely unless they shave their hair like tomboys," said Hong Lixin's wife worriedly. "Doesn't the production team usually go to places with better conditions? Why did they choose the countryside this time?"
"Who says it's not true? We hit it here and there, and the audience is happy to see it, but it's hard for us," Luo Dongxiang nodded in agreement.
They were talking in whispers, their voices were very low, but they didn't know that there was a camera placed in the middle of the ceremony, and although the picture was not recorded completely, the sound was recorded clearly, and after the editing, the scene was restored in front of the audience.
This was specifically listed when they signed the contract with the program team. Except for extremely private matters such as going to the toilet or changing clothes, everything else can be broadcast.
The audience couldn't help but shudder when they heard it. If someone in the family accidentally got those things, the whole house would have to be thoroughly cleaned, and even that couldn't guarantee that they would be completely eliminated.
They continued to stare at the TV with a look of gloating satisfaction.
The ox cart swayed for half an hour, and when everyone's hips were sore, they heard the occasional barking of dogs and crowing of chickens. They perked up, and sure enough, a few minutes later, a small village appeared before them.
The village chief and several cadres were already waiting, and they came over to greet us warmly, "Comrades, you have worked hard on the journey, welcome, welcome!"
As he said this, he led everyone to the village. It was almost time for dinner, smoke rose from every household, and neighbors occasionally chatted across the half-man-high wall. The scene was peaceful and warm, a bit like the Peach Blossom Spring that children learn about in textbooks, with satisfied smiles on everyone's faces, without any trace of the pain of life.
As requested by the program team, the village chief led them to the small square where villagers usually hold meetings. The red soil here was trampled flat and firm, a millstone was placed in a corner, and a worn-out speaker was tied to a tall tree.
The village chief and his men brought some tables and chairs, and asked his wife to pour some brown sugar water to entertain everyone.
The people from the program crew couldn't refuse and could only smile, thank them and take it.
Pan Xiyu and Xiaowu continued to host the show. After a few opening remarks, they announced the rules of this session: "Are you a little disappointed after coming here? I'm sure the audience in front of the TV are also confused.
In fact, our program team has two considerations. First, where can we find the most authentic food in Dongshi? That is in the farmyard, where we can taste the original flavor.
Secondly, don’t be misled by the illusion. Not all the people in the village are poor. Some of them are richer than some of your comrades and have already built their own brick and tile houses!
The living conditions of the city residents are good, but the housing situation is tight, and it is impossible to provide enough housing for everyone. We at 'Extreme Xiahua' advocate walking into the real Xiahua, so it is impossible to live in a hotel all the time.
It stands to reason that winter is the best time to come to Dongshi, when people are all on the kang and there are all kinds of delicious food every day, which is a true hibernation. However, our bodies may not be able to adapt to it for a while, and because it is summer vacation, it is one of the few months in the year that can achieve the highest ratings, so we chose to shoot now. "
Everyone expressed their understanding, put away their dissatisfaction, and listened attentively.
"I have twelve photos in my hand now. They are of the houses you will be staying in later. There are old houses that are dilapidated and abandoned with destroyed walls, messy houses, clean and tidy houses, blue brick and blue tile houses, and even the most beautiful two-story building in the area!
As usual, the condition of the house determines the quality of your meals tonight and tomorrow.
The twelve guest groups take turns asking questions. The guest group that answers correctly will get one point, and no points will be deducted for incorrect answers. If no one can answer the question, then the guest group that asked the question will get ten points!
After a round, the guest group with the highest score will have the priority to choose a house. "
"Host, Teacher Xiao An and his team are too strong. Isn't this unfair to us?"
(End of this chapter)
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