Chapter 120

I thought about it—clapper talk is a traditional craft, mostly loved by middle-aged and elderly people.

So we should find a park, where there are lots of middle-aged and elderly folks—we'll have an easier time making money.

Is that so? Liu Tianxian tilted her head and thought, but couldn't figure it out.

After all, she didn't understand any of this, so she just followed Xiao Xiao Yueyue.

"Let's go there!" Xiao Xiao Yueyue suddenly lit up, excitedly saying.

Liu Tianxian looked up and saw a square.

A group of elderly people were enjoying themselves—some playing chess, some drawing the erhu, others singing opera with a lilting, drawn-out tone.

Xiao Xiao Yueyue had already marched over, bowed to the group, and said with a grin.

"Elder uncles and aunts, I'd like to perform some clapper talk here—would that be alright?"

Clapper talk? The group immediately perked up.

An old man nodded, saying with satisfaction.

"These days, few young people learn clapper talk—you're welcome to perform, we'll listen."

Xiao Xiao Yueyue scratched his head sheepishly and said weakly.

"Elder uncles and aunts, if I do well, could you spare a few coins to help us earn a meal?"

"Two people?" Everyone instinctively turned to look at Liu Tianxian as she walked over slowly—and immediately brightened.

One aunt blurted out.

"Oh my, this girl is so beautiful! Have you got a fiancé yet?"

"Auntie, let me tell you—you're wasting your time with this fat kid."

"Look at him—he's fat, ugly, and poor—how could he ever be worthy of you? Why not let Auntie introduce you to someone better?"

emmm… Xiao Xiao Yueyue instantly shut down.

Is this the point? Is this the point!?

Why are you just like Su Meng?

Fortunately, the old man from earlier interrupted the aunt.

"Stop meddling."

"What they're doing is called 'laying the ground'—these are real artisans!"

"Little fat… cough cough… Master, go ahead… wait!"

The old man suddenly wiped his eyes and asked in disbelief.

"Why do you look so familiar to me? Aren't you… that… Xiao Xiao Yueyue?"

Xiao Xiao Yueyue, after all, isn't unknown—he's appeared on the Spring Festival Gala several times and has great public favor, so it's no surprise someone recognized him.

Xiao Xiao Yueyue grinned.

"That's right, I'm Xiao Xiao Yueyue—this is Liu Tianxian."

Is he really Xiao Xiao Yueyue? Is she really Liu Tianxian?

The group of elderly folks erupted in excitement; seeing this, Xiao Xiao Yueyue quickly said:

"Elder uncles and aunts, today I'm here just to lay the ground."

"If you like my performance later, please give me some applause."

"And if you're able, could you spare a few coins so we can afford a meal?"

"Good!" The aunt nodded approvingly.

"Young people like you who are this down-to-earth are rare these days—but I still think you're a bit unworthy of her…"

Xiao Xiao Yueyue was nearly desperate—can't you just stop already?

He quickly struck the clappers, cutting off the aunt.

"Elder uncles and aunts, I'll start with a traditional rap... Pfft! Traditional clapper talk—'Listing the Dishes'!"

…

"Traditional rap 'Listing the Dishes'… Hahaha, that punchline was perfect."

In the teahouse, Old Yu laughed until he was doubled over.

Only Guo Dagang had a dark face, murmuring softly:

"Was that a punchline? That's what happens when you're led astray by Su Meng!"