Chapter 447： No money?

Chapter 447: No money?

An Zhixia is an excellent artist. In order to recite her lines quickly and accurately, she once took a class to practice her memory. She learned many methods to help her memory, and she also maintained many daily exercise habits.

For example, she always carefully observes the faces, features, clothing, body shape, etc. of people coming and going, and she also tries to remember them from time to time.

With unremitting efforts and the training of being bound to the supermarket and rebirth, her memory is quite strong. Although she cannot achieve photographic memory, she can still remember most of it the first time!

She is well aware of the benefits of strong memory and never relaxes her children’s training in this area. It is easier for children to practice as they are younger. At least they started earlier than she did, and their achievements will be much higher in the future.

At this moment, they were listening to the tour guides’ explanations, looking at the introductions carved on the stones, and reciting and memorizing them at the same time.

Not only that, they also forgot to observe the surrounding buildings, orientation, object placement, etc. They have long been accustomed to such a large amount of work, and actually enjoy this state of busy work.

Stepping into the setting sun, everyone gathered at the main entrance of the Palace of the Capital with rough heads and confused faces. Because of the enthusiasm and generosity of the crowd, every guest group had a lot of money. At least they didn’t have to worry about the next train ticket and the steamed buns and pickles on credit.

Furthermore, everyone completed the side task of collecting surnames in the same way. At least the number of surnames collected was related to their luck, rather than unilateral effort, which was almost negligible.

The key to pulling points is the question to be answered later.

The program team did not ask questions on the spot, but gave them the address where they would stay tonight. After everyone asked for directions, they first took a bus together, then took an ox cart and arrived at a small village.

This village is the same as other villages in Dongshi. Only a small amount of land around it has been developed into farmland, and the rest is grassland. The grass is as tall as a person, completely blocking people's sight. Moreover, they could vaguely hear the howling of wolves coming from the mountains, and goosebumps were aroused all over their bodies.

"Isn't it because the program team is out of money? Why do you come to such a remote place?" Someone couldn't help complaining in a low voice. Almost all of them come from the city, and occasionally return to their hometowns to help their parents with farm work. In their hearts, they somewhat look down on rural people, and they can't help but feel superior to others.

“Aren’t we going to stay in the village at night?” Six rickety oxcarts were filled with children and women, with backpacks and equipment on them.

Behind them were the staff driving jeeps and buses who had snacks from time to time.

Everyone has not eaten since getting off the plane, and now they are so hungry that they can only distract themselves by talking, but no one is willing to think about Tianshi's specialties.

"The conditions in the village are not good. There are fleas and fleas. It's okay for men. If we women are infected, we can't completely get rid of these annoying things without shaving our hair like tomboys," said Hong Lixin's wife Said worriedly. "Don't the program crew usually go wherever the conditions are good? Why did they choose rural areas this time?"

"Who says it's not the case? Hitting one pole here and another here and there makes the audience happy, but it makes us miserable," Luo Dongxiang nodded in agreement.

They spoke in whispers, their voices kept very low. But they didn't know that a camera was placed in the middle of the ceremony. Although the picture was not fully recorded, the sound could be clearly captured. After the editor's operation, 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 things such as going to the toilet or changing clothes, the rest can be broadcast.

The audience couldn't help but tremble when they heard this. If someone in the family accidentally gets those things, the whole house will have to be thoroughly cleaned, but this does not guarantee that they will all be eliminated.

They continued to stare at the TV with a sense of schadenfreude.

The bullock cart swayed for half an hour, and when everyone's buttocks were sore, they heard the occasional barking of dogs and the crow of roosters. They cheered up, and sure enough, a small village appeared in front of everyone a few minutes later.

The village chief and several cadres were already waiting, and now they came to welcome him warmly, "Comrades, you have worked hard all the way, welcome!"

As he spoke, he led everyone towards the village. It’s almost dinner time, smoke is curling from the kitchens of every house, and the neighbors occasionally talk to each other across the half-height wall. It’s peaceful and warm, a bit like the Peach Blossom Land learned in children’s textbooks, and everyone’s face is full of satisfaction. The smile shows no trace of the pain of life.

The village chief followed the program team's request and led them to the small square where villagers usually hold meetings. The red earth here is trampled flat and firm, a grinding wheel is placed in one corner, and an old trumpet is tied to a tall tree.

The village chief and others moved some tables and chairs, and asked his mother-in-law to pour some brown sugar water to greet everyone.

The people from the program team couldn't refuse it, so they could only smile and say thank you and take it.

Pan Xiyu and Xiao Wu continued to be the hosts. After a few opening remarks, they announced the rules of this session: "Are you a little disappointed when you come here? The audience in front of the TV must be confused as well.

Actually, our program team has two considerations. First, where is the most authentic food in Dongshi? Only in the farmyard can you taste the original flavor.

Secondly, don’t be fooled by the illusion. Not all people in the village are poor. There are also some who are richer than some of your comrades and have built their own brick houses!

The conditions of residents in the city are good, but every household is in short supply of housing, and there is simply no way to provide enough housing for everyone. What we at ‘Extreme Xia Hua’ advocate is to enter the real Xia Hua, so it is impossible to stay in a hotel all the time.

Logically speaking, winter is the best time to come to Dongshi. People are hanging out on the kang, and all kinds of delicious food are available every day. It is the real cat winter. However, our bodies may not be able to adapt to it for a while, and because it is summer, it is one of the few months of the year that can achieve the highest ratings, so we chose to shoot now. "

Everyone expressed their understanding, put aside their dissatisfaction, and listened carefully.

"Now I have a total of twelve photos in my hand. They are of the houses you will live in later. There are dilapidated old houses with abandoned walls and ruined courtyard walls. Some are messy, some are clean and tidy, and some are green. Brick and green tile houses, including the most beautiful two-story building in Shili and Baxiang!

 Still the old rules, the condition of the house determines the quality of your food at night and tomorrow.

Twelve guest groups take turns to ask questions. The guest group with correct answers will receive one point. No points will be deducted for wrong answers. If everyone fails to answer the question, ten points will be added to the guest group that answered the question!

At the end of the round, the guest group with high scores will have priority in selecting a house. "

“Host, Teacher Xiaoan and his team are too strong. Isn’t this unfair to us?”

(End of this chapter)