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According to legend, in the innermost part of Fengtiao Hutong, there is a mysterious shop dedicated to collecting folk anecdotes.
There are three words on the wall: the first one is to guide the lost and the prodigal to turn back; the second one is to warn people and make the viewers reflect on themselves; the last one is to entertain oneself and kill time...
But having said that, what I said above is just a reason to dismiss others...
(Looking around) Hey, is there a new guest today?
(Looking around, closing the fan) The things in this scarlet scroll have almost been told, and then I will tell the story of our boss. Little brother, please come forward and sit down. The tea and melon seeds are waiting on the square table!
(Not in a hurry) I heard from the older generation that Mr. Yuan has a large area of bamboo in our area. More than a thousand years ago, the Immortal Wu Bamboo who lived here disappeared without a trace. Visitors only saw such a shop. Some people once speculated that the boss or the waiter left by the Immortal Wu Bamboo in the mortal world...
(Guest asked) What happened next?
(Laughs) Later, the boss seemed to think that being alone was too boring, so he took his sister in and hired a small worker. From then on, he became a hands-off shopkeeper... Not long ago, a few college students came to the shop. It happened to be a coincidence. The boss just wanted to have fun and picked a person to work. Unexpectedly, he hired a master who should not be messed with. From then on, this century-old Ansheng shop exploded...
Intention: I will fart, do you like to hear it or not?