Inside the apartment, the door opened.

"Brother Yang, I packed some dumplings, would you like to make some together?"

Lin Yang has a roommate who is also from China and is a forthright man from Northeast China.

My roommate from Northeast China walked in and said, "It's Chinese New Year, and you're still making noodles for yourself."

"We have to have a meal anyway, come on, let's eat and watch the Spring Festival Gala!"

"Huh?" The roommate put the box on the table, glanced at the computer screen, and suddenly asked in surprise: "Isn't this Zhao Xiaoshan?"

"He also performed on the Spring Festival Gala? Why didn't I hear about it?"

Li Yang explained: "This is not the CCTV Spring Festival Gala, it's from Jiangsu Provincial Satellite TV."

“Do you know this actor?”

"Of course I know. He started out as a Errenzhuan singer. He's quite famous in our area, and his performance venue is not far from my home." said my roommate from Northeast China, and as he spoke, he excitedly pulled up a stool and sat down.

"Take a look, take a look. I didn't expect to see skits by actors from my hometown here."

The two of them ate dumplings and looked at the computer screen.

At the beginning of the show, Zhao Xiaoshan, wearing a black coat, carrying a long bunch of mushrooms on his back, with green onions tucked under his armpits, holding two pheasants in one hand, and walking out quickly with the other hand holding the hand of Niu Niu, who was wearing a green flowered cotton jacket and looked reserved.

"arrive!"

"This is the most expensive restaurant in Tieling, isn't it..."

The camera switches to the hotel sign and Zhao Xiaoshan's voice narration sounds.

"Scottish Flirting!"

"Puff...cough cough cough!" Inside the apartment, Lin Yang almost spat out the dumplings in his mouth, his face turning red from coughing.

"Ha ha ha ha!!" On the side, the roommate from Northeast China laughed happily.

On the stage, Niuniu, who had two braids, corrected him: "Grandpa, you read it the wrong way."

"That 'Scottish touch'!"

"Ah, what a mood. Let's eat here." Zhao Xiaoshan said.

"Grandpa, this is too expensive, isn't it?"

"It's expensive. We have money with us. We have more than 30,000 yuan... What about the bag?"

"I didn't take my bag (⊙▽⊙)."

"The bag with the money, the yellow bag!"

"It's over, let me get on the bed..."

The conversation between the grandfather and grandson was obviously a very ordinary one, but when it was spoken in that jargon-tinged Mandarin, it seemed to have a sense of humor, and people couldn't help but laugh for some reason.

Although they didn't bring enough money, they had to eat. Zhao Xiaoshan took Niu Niu to sit down and called the waiter.

The waiter who came out with a three-part reserved and seven-part coquettish step was a young man wearing a white shirt and a red plaid "skirt".

This outfit is called "Scottish" style and the restaurant is called "Scottish style", which makes sense, right?

When they first met, Zhao Xiaoshan and the waiter's banter made netizens laugh so hard that the live broadcast room was filled with lively comments.

"Oh no, why are these two so funny!"

“Hahaha, this show is quite interesting.”

"You know what, this is how traditional Scottish clothing is worn. There's nothing wrong with this look!"

"Haha, this waiter is so flirty, and with that cheeky little expression, it's so funny!"

After a while of explanation, it turned out that Zhao Xiaoshan brought Niu Niu here to entertain an important guest for dinner.

But the grandfather and grandson didn’t have enough money on them, and they didn’t want to lose face in front of the guests. What should they do?

Next, the conversation between Zhao Xiaoshan and the waiter turned into a peak showdown.

Zhao Xiaoshan first asked tentatively: "Well, how much would it cost to have a meal in your hotel?"

"Why are you so angry?" the waiter was puzzled.

"No, I mean order the most expensive ones!"

"It'll cost 10,000 or 20,000 yuan."

"Ten or twenty thousand..." Zhao Xiaoshan felt guilty and turned to the next best option: "Well, is there a situation where you finish eating today and come to pay tomorrow?"

Just say you want to do this!

The waiter glared at me and asked, "Are you going to pay me an IOU?"

"No...it's not an IOU." Seeing that the first two strategies failed, Zhao Xiaoshan stopped pretending and finally used his last trick.