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Chapter 189 Attic

Before the ancient town was visited, it was already dark. Seeing this, An Changqiu found a hotel and stayed in.

The hotels here are probably to deal with more and more customers now, so the hotels here are decorated pretty well.

After eating a little special snack on the side, An Changqiu went straight into the house to sleep. He sat in the car for a while. After coming here, he walked for an afternoon and An Changqiu was a little tired.

After sleeping comfortably for a night, when An Changqiu woke up again and washed up, he was stunned for a moment.

I don’t know what happened, but there are a lot of people coming down there, and I can see them. On the street, there are a lot of people selling.

Under such circumstances, An Changqiu naturally became a little strange at this time.

However, after hearing the voices of the people below, An Changqiu understood what was going on.

Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and some people chose to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival here. Before that, these people did not arrive here, but after a day, there were naturally more people coming here.

Some vendors here also know that during holidays, there will be more people here, and if you do some small business, your income will naturally increase.

Under such circumstances, there were naturally more people selling on the street.

After An Changqiu took a look, he also walked downstairs. On the side, there was a vendor who steamed buns in a steamer. Just now, An Changqiu saw that the steamed buns were all extremely huge.

Moreover, there are still many people who come here to buy it, and it looks very good.

An Changqiu walked aside and ordered a few buns. After asking for a bowl of soy milk, he only felt that his stomach was about to be supported.

An Changqiu still took a break and then felt that he could move. Then he walked outside. The street sells candied haws, candy men, spring rolls and so on, and it was simply full of charm.

There are quite a lot of children coming here, so these things are almost in the hands of those children, just like human hands, and the rest of them are a little unable to help themselves. They bought a lot of food, held it in their hands, and walked there while eating.

The house next to me was not seen for a whole night, and there were already many colorful lanterns. There were red silk hanging on the trees by the river, flying with the breeze, and the festive atmosphere was full.

The street is actually quite wide, but at this time, you can still feel the feeling of being extremely crowded, but in this case, you can feel the feeling of being extremely lively.

Before, An Changqiu had only visited halfway, but he had never seen it on the other side. An Changqiu squeezed through the crowd and then came to the other side.

Compared to the lively side, this side looks a little colder. It is about the other side, and there is more food, so it is more lively. On this side, An Changqiu took a look and found that almost all the old people were making some things with handmade things.

For example, it is some bamboo baskets or carving something, otherwise it is something like making a wooden bed.

There are not many people interested in such things, so there are fewer people here. In fact, there is a reason. However, An Changqiu is quite interested in this. After taking photos of these things one by one, he continued to walk to the side.

In front of him, it was already at the end. When An Changqiu was about to turn his head back, he saw that in front of him, there was a four or five-story, completely wooden loft built there.

When An Changqiu saw this, he was a little stunned. When he saw such a thing, he was still a bit strange. He always felt that this attic seemed to be something unusual.

"This is the usual time. During the Chinese New Year, they will open it, and then invite the opera troupe to come to our place to sing opera. The attic was built. However, now there are fewer people singing opera, and the money we give here is less, so there are no people coming here. That is, it is Mid-Autumn Festival, so it is opened, and you can go in and visit it."

An Changqiu was looking at the attic, thinking about what the attic was for and what it was for. At this time, a middle-aged man next to him said to An Changqiu.

Just now, An Changqiu was very interested in their handmade work, which made him feel a little more favorable to An Changqiu.

Not all the people who came here were playing there. When they came here, they left without a cold after seeing what they were making. So he was still very friendly to An Changqiu in front of him, so he spoke out.

After hearing this, An Changqiu turned his head to look at the middle-aged man beside him, nodded slightly to thank him, and then walked towards the attic with curiosity.

I feel that the attic in front of me is really big, with a lot of red paint dyed outside, but it has been a long time since it was full of mottled appearance, which looks a bit old-fashioned.

When An Changqiu walked inside, he could see that there was a huge platform in front, and there were rows of stools on both sides for people to watch the show.

But this one looks a bit ordinary, but when you walk to the back of the stage, you can see that there are rooms there for placing clothes or making-up.

Some of the above should be the opera singers used for housing. During the Chinese New Year, these people will stay here to perform opera singers. For a while, they will not leave, so they naturally need a place to live.

It was about the time when it was built here, which was a long time ago, so the room above was completely in ancient style. In some places, it was probably lived by women, and it looked like a boudoir.

After taking some photos, An Changqiu came to the top. There was a platform on it. If you really want to say it, An Changqiu didn’t know what it was called. It was a good place to take a breather or a good place to rest.

Standing here, it just so happened that this ancient town was able to fully capture the eyes of it. I don’t know how long this attic has been. At this time, it was still not a little bit, and it was a bit rotten. It still felt extremely solid here.

(End of this chapter)
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