Yan Hui: It's like throwing white flour down.

Zilu: The tomb is bigger than the steamed bread.

Yan Hui: The well is a black hole.

Zilu: Thank you!

Zilu: It's on Xiazi Road.

Yan Hui: In Lower Yan Hui.

Zilu: Since following the sage, our teacher has been out for a long time, traveling around the world, and we have been to many places. Where have you been?

Yan Hui: That's too much, Vientiane, Laos, Bangkok, Thailand, Yangon, Myanmar, Bangladesh, India, Calcutta, Mumbai, New Delhi, Pakistan, Afghanistan, Iran, Iraq, Syria, Lebanon, Turkey, Ankara, the Black Sea, Poland, Ukraine, um, this ...

Zilu: Where else have you been?

Yan Hui: I forgot my words.

Zilu: Forgot the words? All right. We've been there a lot.

Yan Hui: Right, right, right.

Zilu: We are ... hungry.

Yan Hui: Gollum!

Zilu: We have nothing on us!

Yan Hui: Not a penny left.

Zilu: Neither have you nor have I.

Yan Hui: What should I do?

Zilu: Tell you what, let's invite the master out, ask for some money and buy something to eat.

Yan Hui: Right, right, right. Let's have a master!

Zilu: Please welcome the master!

The saint smoked a cigarette.

Sage (singing): snow ~ floating ~ ~ ~, watching flying snow ~, dancing all over the sky ~, towering mountains covered with silver ~ ~, good school ~, northern scenery ~ ~ ~

Zilu: Master!

Saint (voice trembling): It's snowing, not small ... (smoking)

Yan Hui: Yes, it snows today.

Zilu: Master, you have worked hard.

Yan Hui: Master, stop smoking.

Saint: Huh?

Yan Hui: I burned my hands!

Saint: Save a little ...

Sage (stubbing out cigarette, getting up): Looking at it from a distance, it's fluttering and swaying at a close look. Some people say it's a gourd, others say it's a gourd. After a rush and a risk in the water, they bet on the river that it was a monk taking a bath!

Zilu: Did you peek at the monk taking a bath?

Saint: Bastard! Ming people don't do secret things! I was watching! This is all written in the Analects of Confucius.

Yan Hui: Right, right, right. (writing down)

Saint: My surname is Kong Mingqiu, and my nickname is Saint. With two disciples, (one refers to Yan Hui) Zilu and (one refers to Zilu) Yan Hui. Oh, no, (one refers to Zilu) Zilu, (one refers to Yan Hui) Yan Hui.

Zilu: Right this time.

Saint: Your name is hard to remember. (pointing to the road) Don't I remember if you want to order sherbet?

Zilu: I want to call a civet, and I'm afraid of SARS caused by others' wronging me ...

Saint: What nonsense! Well, we've been trapped in Chen Cai for a long time.

Zilu: It's been a while.

Saint: We have traveled around the world for many years.

Yan Hui: How dare you!

Saint: I'm from the Tang Dynasty, and I'm going to the Western Heaven to get the true scriptures ...

Zilu: No, no, no ...

Saint: Along the way ...

Zilu: You said it was Sanzang! Aren't you a saint? That's Sanzang!

Saint: Oh, right, right, right, I forgot.

Yan Hui: Cough!

Saint: I'm a saint:)

Zilu: Yes!

Saint: How can you argue with this?

Yan Hui: Say it again, say it again.

Sage (coughing): We are not from the Tang Dynasty in the east, but from Lu ...

Yan Hui Zilu: Ah, yes, Lu.

Saint: Go to the Western Heaven to get the true scriptures …

Zilu: Here we go again!

Yan Hui: Why can't you leave this?

Saint: Where is this?

Yan Hui: Chen Cai 'a!

Zilu: Chen Caiyao, we are from Lu.

Saint: Oh, yes, yes.

Zilu: Brine for bittern ...

Saint: Ouch, yo, yo, yo, you can't mention this (if you want to fall to the ground, Yan Hui Zilu will help you).

Yan Hui Zilu: Master, master, master!

Saint: We can't talk about bittern again. We haven't eaten for several days ...

Zilu: OK, forget it, forget it.

Saint: We're from the state of Lu. We went to Chencai to get the true scriptures ... but we can't change this.

Yan Hui: What a mess.

Saint: I haven't eaten for days. Everyone looks like pancakes.

Zilu: What should I do?

Saint: Do you have any money?

Zilu: No!

Saint: You look again?

Zilu: No, there are cigarette butts!

Saint: You beat me when you smashed the golden flower that day ...

Zilu: Didn't you take it back later?

Saint (to Yan Hui): Do you have any?

Yan Hui: No!

Sage: flip! What is this?

Yan Hui: Here is the receipt.

Sage: Oh, it's useless. It was left by taking a taxi that day ... Hey, there's an idea! (Grizzling Yan Hui's fur coat) Good boy, be obedient!

Yan Hui: No, Master! (struggling) master, don't, master! (struggling) There are so many people here, Master! (attempted struggle)

Saint (taking Yan Hui's fur coat): Hungry, we have to do business. Let's sell this. Do you think anyone here wants it?

Zilu: See how to sell it.

Saint: Will this old dress do? Sell it and make some money ...

Zilu: OK, it looks good. There are many kinds of estimated clothes (in Beijing dialect, used clothes to be sold).

Saint: There are clothes in Beijing! It sounds good to shout.

Zilu: That's called Jingkou.

Sage (singing): This one, the fur coat, turned out to be pawned ~ ~ ~, and it's really oily and black, and the satin surface of the trousers ~ ~ ~. After reading the surface, turn it over, and look at the package ~ ~ ~. This leather is nine bends, and it is better than the screw ~ ~. No matter how cold it is, how windy it is, and how heavy it snows, put on my fur coat ...

Zilu Yan Hui: How about it?

Saint (singing): Sleep in the ice, roll in the snow ~ ~, how can you forget the cold? ~~~

Yan Hui Zilu: The fur coat is warm!

Saint (singing): I froze you ~ ~ ~

Yan Hui (singing): If you freeze again, you will die ~ ~ ~

Sage (laughs): Hey, right, right, right, that's how it should be answered, that's how it should be answered.

Yan Hui: This is an estimate from Jingkou.

Saint (holding Yan Hui's fur coat): Is it important? Who wants it? Hey, look, it's expensive when you buy it, but it's finished when you sell it.

Zilu: It's worthless.

Sage: goods die when they arrive at the ground, but meat smells bad. Isn't this over? Wait, let's give it to him if there is a buyer.

When the bell rang, a farmer got on the donkey.

Saint: (yelling) Hey! I have a meal. Throw the fur coat under the donkey's hoof. Come down!

Zilu Yan Hui: Get down! Get down!

Farmer: What are you doing? What are you doing?

Saint: (referring to fur coat) You stepped on this!

Zilu Yan Hui: Do something!

Saint: This is imported. It's over. You're miserable.

Zilu: What should I do? You tell me what to do.

Yan Hui: It's new. You stepped on it. What do you say?

Sage: Tell you what, don't bully others either. Pay 10 million yuan, and you can have it.

Farmer: Poor and crazy. This is ...

Saint: Hey, you curse the street!

Farmer: No scolding ...

Saint: Drink, don't you dare hit someone! (Three people besieged the farmer, and the farmer fought back, and Zilu fell to the ground)

Saint: Dead? !

Yan Hui (Sniper sniffling): I'm out of breath, dead!

Saint to farmer: You killed someone!

Farmer: No, I didn't call ...

Saint: Who said that? I have a witness here! Where's the witness?

Yan Hui: I am, I am a witness!

Saint: I convince people by reasoning, you know? You go, look over him and see if you have any money?

Yan Hui: (searching for farmers)

Saint: It's outrageous, there is no king's law. This is not!

Farmer: Aren't you robbing ...

Yan Hui: There is a penny!

Saint: Just a penny?

Yan Hui: Just a penny. Shall I take it?

Saint: Take it first. (to the farmer) Go, go!

Yan Hui: Let's go!

The farmer rode under the donkey.

Zilu: Is that all right, Master?

Saint: All right!

Zilu (getting up): It hurts me.

Yan Hui: Hard work.

Saint: That will do. The first step towards a well-off society. Rich?

Zilu Yan Hui: Rich.

Saint: What should we eat?

Zilu Yan Hui: That's right! I'm really hungry.

Saint: I just smelled this way. Hey, what's this smell?

Zilu: Roast duck?

Saint: Let's eat! Is this the way?

Zilu: It's this way. Manned, what do you sell?

Worker A: This is a cesspool!

Saint: What is your nose?

Zilu: I smelled it wrong. I smelled it wrong.

Saint: Can you smell the roast duck in the manure field?

Yan Hui: That won't do.

Saint: I smell a strong smell here?

Yan Hui: Oh, Brazilian barbecue.

Saint: Our side, our side.

Saint: What's this for, shopkeeper?

Worker B: This is the headquarters of the manure field.

Saint Zilu Yan Hui: Wow ~ ~ ~! ! !

Saint: Where are all these dung fields?

Zilu: No, no, no. Hey, this one here is!

Saint: OK, this way. Boss, come out! Come out!

Manned (that is, the farmer who played the donkey just now): Hey, here we are. Three, what do you want to eat?

Saint: It looks familiar.

Shopkeeper: How come these three look familiar to me?

Saint: What do you sell here?

Shopkeeper: We have it? We have steamed lamb, steamed bear's paw, steamed deer's tail, roasted duck, roasted chicken, roasted goose, cooked pig, cooked duck, sauced chicken, bacon, pine flowers, small belly, dried meat and sausage ...

Saint: Stop! What is the name of the newspaper? Let me ask you, do you have stewed donkey's head here?

Shopkeeper: Well, my father rode out.

Saint: Oh, my God. Oh, this is the one who rode the donkey just now, their home, huh?

Zilu Yan Hui: It's their home.

Saint: What else are you selling? What's cooking in that pot?

Shopkeeper: What is cooked in the pot is Yuanxiao.

Saint: Yuanxiao? How much is it?

Shopkeeper: Ten for a penny.

Saint: Ten? Let's have ten.

Shopkeeper: That can't be divided, you three people.

Saint: Why didn't you send out any points?

Shopkeeper: How about twelve? Four for each person.

Saint: No. Ten, my four, all three of them!

Shopkeeper: OK, this Japanese guy! (On the Lantern Festival)

Zilu: Hurry up. Boy, I'm hungry!

Saint: Eat and go quickly, his father will be back soon! Hey, boss, what kind of stuffing do you have?

Shopkeeper: OK, you didn't eat anything after eating for a long time? Sugar-filled

Saint: It's filled with sugar. How much is your soup, Yuanxiao soup?

Shopkeeper: Soup, soup is free.

Saint: Free? Ok, have a bowl.

Zilu Yan Hui: Sheng Tang Sheng Tang! Go! Go!

The manned served the soup.

Saint: Oh, this small bowl doesn't solve the problem. Please change it for a bigger one!

Zilu Yan Hui: Let's switch, too. Come on!

The shopkeeper served the big bowl. Everybody drink it.

Saint: Let him pay the bill.

Zilu: OK. (to the shopkeeper) Give the money!

Shopkeeper: Who gives money to whom?

Zilu: (handing the shopkeeper a penny) Don't tell outside!

Saint: Did you ask him for money?

Zilu: I gave him money!

Saint: Hi! Confused!

Zilu: What's wrong?

Saint: He paid us the bill! Go, ask him to go!

Zilu: Bring it! Give it to me! (grabs a penny from the shopkeeper's hand) Come on, I got it!

Shopkeeper: What, there's no king's law yet?

Saint: You have to know how to do business, ah, do you understand?

Shopkeeper: You have to pay for dinner!

Saint: Give money? Hit him!

Three people will be manned down.

Saint: Are you ready?

Zilu: Settle it!

Sage: Sages are convinced by reason. Remember, the master taught you to be polite when you come out and go in the world. Besides, you have grown up with the master again today.

Zilu Yan Hui: What?

Saint: thieves don't walk empty! I stole three bowls.