"Keep the enthusiasm for money, maintain the high temperature for money, be slutty, and move towards money step by step towards the wealthy, and watch the big tickets speed up, even though I am late, I will never admit defeat..." Pan Jinlian sang here and suddenly stopped.

Wu Dalang asked anxiously: "Why did you stop singing?"

Pan Jinlian asked with a smile: "Is it sexy?"

Wu Dalang quickly put down the rolling pin and chopsticks and applauded: "I'm sexy and my blood is full of energy."

Pan Jinlian: "Is it exciting?"

Wu Dalang: "It's so exciting that I can't control it. It's so slutty."

Pan Jinlian snorted in her nostrils, and then said, "You haven't seen the authentic Dangwu before!"

"Really?" Wu Dalang whispered jealously: "A Lian, this... this dance is only available in the underground dance hall. Will you... be open to the public?"

Pan Jinlian: "I'm not your designated product."

Wu Dalang: "Ko... But A Lian, you are my trustworthy product..."

Speaking of this, Wu Dalang was afraid that he would continue to say that Pan Jinlian was unhappy, so he changed his words and said, "A Lian, I'm not satisfied yet!"

After Wu Dalang said that, he raised the rolling pin and so on to make a percussion "play" shape.

"Please be early tomorrow!" Pan Jinlian said and looked at Yuanbao and said, "If I hadn't taken this bottle of stimulant, I wouldn't have jumped! Such a passionate and unrestrained original work..."

Pan Jinlian said as she sat on the stool and ordered: "Shoes!"

"Yes!" Wu Dalang responded, and took out broken shoes from the mud window hole on the wall, threw them into the yard outside, then ran to the stove, reached out to groping in the pile of firewood.

With a "squeaking" sound of the ground rats, Wu Dalang grabbed the two thin eyes and pulled out of the firewood grass with their own thin eyes. After smashing the mouse to the ground, Wu Dalang put his hand into the firewood grass again, but unexpectedly grabbed two little mice with twisted their heads and butts one after another.

Pan Jinlian said: "When you ask you to take your shoes, why do you always stretch into the mouse's nest?"

Wu Dalang also said with a strange look on his face: "Hey? Why did this pile of firewood become a rat's nest? Why did this mouse catch one by one like a cake, and then one by one? Humph! I don't believe that I can have another fourth one."

After Wu Dalang finished, he pointed his hand at the pile of firewood again, put his hand on the side and took out a mouse.

"Take out the shoes quickly and leave the mouse to the kitten to catch it." Pan Jinlian said to Wu Dalang and said again: "Everyone says that a good cat is a good cat, but my greedy cat is that if the mouse doesn't catch all the fish..."

When Pan Jinlian said this, she immediately realized that she was talking and shut up urgently, stared at Wu Dalang to observe whether he had captured relevant information from his words. Fortunately, Wu Dalang was not very smart, and at this time he was catching mice and touching his shoes, he had no idea about Pan Jinlian's abnormal movements.

"You must have touched the wrong part. I just pinched my three fingers like snails. How did you touch it and touch the mouse?" Pan Jinlian moved the topic away in time.

"Here, come, the shoes finally appeared." Wu Dalang smiled and took out a shoe from the firewood. As soon as the shoe was pulled out of the firewood, the little head of a mouse with its mouth open and teeth exposed came out of the belly of the shoe.

Seeing that the mouse seemed to be biting, Wu Dalang was so scared that he threw his shoes on the ground.

Pan Jinlian smiled and said, "Look at how moldy your hands are? You can finally touch your shoes, but you still hide from a mouse."

Wu Dalang replied with a smile: "It's not my hand mold, it's because my winning rate is high, it's because I can catch mice."

At this moment, the kitten originally "meowed" and walked in from outside the door. It was strange that the mouse in the shoe belly looked out of the cat when he saw it. It calmly poked out half of its body from the shoe belly, and looked at Pan Jinlian and Wu Dalang with courage. After jumping to the ground, he walked straight to the kitten. After rolling his eyes provocatively at the kitten, he swayed and re-entered the firewood pile.

Wu Dalang then picked up his shoes and helped Pan Jinlian wear them, and said, "A Lian, what's the name of the dance you dance this time? Why have I never seen it before? It's so cool!"

Pan Jinlian said: "This is an original work that I wrote, directed and acted by myself. I was just thinking of the name! What did you think you are good at?"

Wu Dalang helped Pan Jinlian put on his shoes and stood up, looked up at the beam of the roof, and shook his body slightly while imitating, while thinking: "This... the white body twisted like a storm, and the plain belly made the waves of Honghu water waves more and more..."

Thinking of this, Wu Dalang said to Pan Jinlian: "Just call it a meat-shaking dance!"

"What? It's called the meat-shaking dance?" Pan Jinlian snorted and said to Wu Dalang: "It's both ugly and tacky."

Wu Dalang: "But when dancing, your body keeps twisting! Your flesh keeps shaking!"

Pan Jinlian: "Tell me, where is the coolest shaking and where is the most seductive?"

"Well... the one that attracts me the most..." Wu Dalang pointed to Pan Jinlian's abdomen and said, "Of course, the wheels will slip when the car is driven."

Pan Jinlian said: "When the car is driving up, the wheels have to slip. This time it is well described. This dance should be called belly dance!"

Wu Dalang flattered, "Belly dance is a nice and appropriate name! The most seductive place when dancing is also concentrated in the area around the belly button. I will beat you."

According to research by counterfeit and inferior experts, the belly dance that is popular on the market today really originated in China during the Northern Song Dynasty. I don’t know if it was the same name and surname or other reasons, but the inventor was also called Pan Jinlian. The counterfeit and inferior experts also introduced the spread of belly dance: After Pan Jinlian’s death, belly dance was once popular in the streets and alleys of the Song Dynasty, and the countryside was like a cold, and the grand occasion was no less than the current square dance. After the Northern Yuan Dynasty destroyed the Southern Song Dynasty and unified the Central Plains, belly dance was brought to the Arabian region by the Yuan people and became a special court dance. After a large circle, it was brought in from abroad in the 21st century.

"That's right!" Pan Jinlian said that, her eyes turned and fixed on the copper plate on the table. Then she weighed the ingots in her hand and asked Wu Dalang strangely: "Oh Dalang, how could he make so much money today? Even if all those sesame cakes are sold out, it is not worth much. Have you also learned to make a fortune by using improper means?"

"No, no! I won't even use improper means to kill me Wu Dalang." After Wu Dalang said that, he suddenly remembered something and continued: "Oh, by the way, I haven't reported the specific situation to A Lian yet!"

After saying that, Wu Dalang pointed to Yuanbao and Tongban and said, "The ingot and this money are mostly prepayments given by others. A Lian, this is a very large order. From tomorrow, I will have to give them a thousand sesame cakes every day."

Pan Jinlian was stunned and asked anxiously: "How long does it take to send it?"

Wu Dalang said: "One... I will send it until New Year's Eve."

Pan Jinlian thought for a moment, and said with a slump: "If you want to say that, let alone these ingots, even these copper plates do not belong to my family?"

Wu Dalang calculated carefully for a while and couldn't help but say, "Oh, right? After careful calculation, this ingot must be used to buy flour."
Chapter completed!