Two geeks sat on the bench beside the wall of the hall, sporting the strings, and then played them again after a while. The drinkers around them seemed not very interested in eating, drinking, talking and laughing.

Xu Qilin carefully looked at the instrument in the hand of the prostitute, and felt that it looked very familiar, but it was just that they used a slight pull, but not a string.

After playing the song, the older prostitute gently raised her head and bowed to the drinkers, saying, "I offer the song "Full Cup" again, thank you all the guests for rewards."

The music started again, and the prostitute spoke in the song. The song was melodious and had a good voice, although Xu Qilin didn't appreciate the tune he sang.

"Hey, why are you wearing a gauze hat and not showing your true face?" A drunkard asked loudly with some dissatisfaction.

The old prostitute squatted and bowed, saying, "I have said before that because of her strange and ugly appearance, she dared not show her true face, but only earned rewards with her singing voice and singing skills."

It is understandable that female singers want to be famous, either have a good voice or have a good face. It is not easy to impress shallow audiences.

Xu Qilin blinked and felt a little sympathetic to this song.

It is said that men and women are beautiful. Not to mention ancient times, they are modern. It is not as good as good as they are better than good at learning, and it is not as good as they are married than good at doing well.

Fortunately, I am a man, although I am very handsome. This song * Prostitute said that he is strange and ugly, but I wonder how unexpected he looks?

Of course, few people come to drink and eat in the hall to have a high taste. The songs and voices of prostitutes have no problem with singing skills, but the rewards are small, which makes Xu Qilin shook his head and sigh.

We can certainly not be like this by our appearance, but social bad habits. We have quality, taste and appreciation ability. Xu Qilin reached out to pay, but found that there were only two silver cakes, which were earned by selling meat skewers. After hesitating for a moment, he took them out and gave them to the man to reward him.

Ge* Prostitute sat there calmly. Because she did not lift her gauze hat and showed her face, she saw many scenes of rare rewards. She didn't care about it on the surface, but who knew the depression in her heart.

"Little lady, there are guests to reward." The guy put the silver cakes into the tray in front of her.

Compared with the reward of a few cents, this was a big reward. The old prostitute hurriedly got up and was instructed by the clerk to show his gratitude to Xu Qilin.

Xu Qilin smiled and nodded and signaled, then got up and walked over.

"Little lady, what instrument is in your hand? Can you use it for me to see?"

The young Song Prostitute seemed a little confused, and her expression gave Xu Qilin a strange feeling. She turned her head to the older Song Prostitute.

"This is Huqin, A Ke, take it to Xiaolang for closer inspection."

Huqin, isn’t the ancestor of Erhu?

Xu Qilin took the huqin and looked at it, fiddling with it. Although the direction of the two judiciary shafts is opposite to that of the erhu, it doesn’t take a thousand pounds, and it seems that A Ke was playing it with a sling just now.

Although the Huqin is not a real Erhu, it still evokes Xu Qilin's memory.

He studied hard for a while when he was a child, but his parents pulled him away by his ears. Who made it a craze in society?

But he didn't choose popular electronic pianos, violins, accordion, or pianos, but chose the erhu, which is a little resistance to oppression!

But now it is not acceptable to let your parents beat and scold them again. Xu Qilin was in a depressed mood, his eyes were a little wet, and his nose was a little sore.

"This little boy, you--" The older prostitute, saw Xu Qilin's strange expression and couldn't help but ask.

"Nothing is wrong, nothing is wrong." Xu Qilin returned Huqin, forced a smile, and turned around and left.

Back upstairs, Xu Qilin had enough food and drinks before taking Wu Song and his servants out of the restaurant and walked towards the house.

Huqin is really a sold one. I bought one and went back to renovate it. I was playing with it when I was fine. Xu Qilin stared at the guy who set up a street stall with a smile on his face, and couldn't help but cross his arms in front of his chest, and his eyes were slanted.

High curly hair, eyeballs are tinted, yes, I am a foreigner. Foreigner, you have what you are today, yes!

"Let's mushrooms, look at this batch of pieces. There are many numbers, and they are strong and soft." The old takeout sold the huqin and showed Xu Qilin other goods diligently.

"What kind of skin is this?" Xu Qilin said with his nostrils facing the sky, and he paused, so that he seemed to have a condescending momentum.

"The one who is criticized by the cow, the one who is criticized by the spit, the one who is criticized by the wolf, the one who is criticized by the sheep." The foreigner was very patient and the smile on his face was very standard, and he introduced to Xu Qilin the same way.

"Rabbit skin?" Xu Qilin asked with a pointing finger. Damn, you can't straighten your tongue when you speak!

"Spit up." The foreigner was very interesting, and he stretched his hands on his head. Well, it was very vivid, a foreign old rabbit.

Xu Qilin picked it up and touched it, and then smelled it again, OK, it was good.

"How much does it cost?"

"A ten cent." The foreigner stretched out his finger.

"It's expensive." Xu Qilin shook his head, curled his lips, and returned the rabbit skin.

"No, no ghost at all." The foreigner quickly expressed his sincerity, "I lost my name, I lost my ruler, Jiuwen."

"Hey, the hair on the skin seems a bit hard, it's a piercing hand!" Xu Qilin almost put the skin on the foreigner's face.

"If I lose more, I will lose eight words."

"Five articles." Xu Qilin raised his eyebrows, and he should argue with foreigners and not be respectful to foreigners.

"Seven texts, less replenishment."

"Liuwen, I'll want all the rabbit skins." Xu Qilin glared at his eyes, "Don't sell it? Stop it." He turned around and left.

"Wait, wait, let's get down." The foreigner had a bitter face, but Xu Qilin thought he was pretending.

"What about this huqin, the workmanship is rough..."

"No, no, this huqin is the top number, and it is very well-made..."

"Oh, this position is not right, it doesn't match my hand. Forget it, don't want it..."

"I'm losing my rule..."

The foreigner was full of vigilance and cried in his heart: I always lose the ruler!

This is a great victory in a foreign-related struggle, and Xu Qilin is very proud.

This is not a matter of money, it is a victory of national character, personality, and personality. If he is not in a hurry, he would wave his sword and cut the foreigner mercilessly to death and lose all his money.

Wu Song was so impressed by his son, and asked Xu Qilin about this bargaining method while walking. Xu Qilin was proud and boasted.

When walking through a street intersection, a person suddenly ran out of the alley next to him. The speed was very fast. Xu Qilin could not dodge and was hit and staggered.

"I'm sorry." The man supported Xu Qilin and patted Xu Qilin on his body, with an anxious look on his face, "My wife at home is sick, I'm rushing to invite a doctor, brother, are you okay?"
Chapter completed!