Chapter 212 Ancient Version Fangte Learn More
A burly man nearby was becoming more and more curious. Although he was a rough man, who said that rough men couldn't be curious?

The man was decisive. He simply waved the folded invitation in his hand and invited everyone around him with a smile.

"Wow, this Xinhai Pavilion is so interesting. The small invitation is so wonderful. I'm afraid the things inside are even more wonderful. Come on, come on, are there any brothers coming with us?"

Many people were tempted. There happened to be a fat businessman who had transferred from Kyoto and had listened to The Legend of the Condor Heroes at Weimeilou. He saw that there was an introduction to the plays on one side of the invitation, and the first one was Journey to the West and The Legend of the Condor Heroes, which he had heard before. The businessman was immediately interested. He closed the invitation and did not bother to look at the picture on the back of the invitation. He hurriedly put it in his arms like a treasure and responded repeatedly, "Count me in, brother."

The people around couldn't help but be tempted. After all, they had money in their pockets, and it was free. They had already traveled all over Yuhang City, so they had to go and see it. They immediately raised their feet and said, "Brother, wait a minute, let's go together, let's go together..."

According to the address on the front of the invitation letter, a few people joined the crowd directed by the child and crowded all the way to the Xinhai Pavilion on the shore of West Lake.

Before arriving at the place, I could see from a distance the three-story-high archway with the words "Xinhai Pavilion" inscribed on it. There was a bluestone ground under the archway, with three doors. In the middle of the huge door was a row of half-person-high green fences. At the moment, the door was blocked tightly and could not be opened. On the side there was a sign with the word "Exit" inscribed on it.

Everyone was puzzled, but Little Red Riding Hood beside them was singing and shouting loudly, and respectfully instructing them to line up in different groups.

As they followed the crowd to the right door, the strong man and his party saw that on the left side of the middle door, there were many carriages and horses surrounded by maids, servants, servants, and guards, and they were also marching forward in a line. Judging from the emblems on the carriages, the passengers inside were either rich or powerful. It was obvious that this was the VIP passage.

As for their group, they were under the archway on the right, and there were people holding invitations around them. It was obvious that this was a civilian passage.

Everyone lined up and followed the crowd. When they arrived at the archway, they first saw a sign with the entrance written on it standing next to the door. Then, behind it was a group of strangely curved green-painted wooden stakes, and the people who had just entered were circling around them.

Everyone was puzzled again, but found that the situation was not the same in the corresponding left channel. There was no green circle there, and the other party could directly line up and pass through the archway. After the chief manager handed over the gold-plated invitation letter, the team was allowed to pass through the fence gate that was opened and was exactly the same as the middle gate. After something was tied on everyone's wrist, the convoy moved forward and turned left. The detailed scenery over there could no longer be seen, but everyone heard the shouts of stopping the horse and dismounting. Everyone suddenly realized that it was still the preferential channel for VIPs.

"Hey, what are you looking at? It's your turn now, hurry up and go."

Impatient voices urging them from behind, several people hurriedly walked, following the flow of people circling among the green poles. Finally, when they arrived in front, they imitated the people in front and handed over the invitation letters. The young man in red standing at the side of the door smiled brightly and thanked them politely.

Then they found that the young man was holding a strange pair of scissors in his hand. He snapped the invitation letter they handed over and returned it with a smile, and instructed them to continue going to the gate.

Everyone was wondering what fried chicken was? Then they found that the star on the top of the rejected invitation was hollowed out, and they figured out what it meant. People were pushed by the flow of people behind them.

"Hurry up, hurry up, there are so many people behind you, why are you guys in the front dawdling?"

There was no other choice, so the group had to continue forward with the invitation in hand. They immediately heard a clear and loud voice guiding them from the front.

"The gate is over here. Guests entering the pavilion, please come over. Please hold your invitation letter, one gate per person, push the post to enter. Be careful where you step, and don't push or shove."

The burly man was the first to rush forward holding the invitation letter impatiently. The scholar who was waiting was really curious about the fried chicken and asked the smiling Little Red Riding Hood who was leading the way, "Excuse me, young man, what is the meaning of this fried chicken?" Little Red Riding Hood smiled and explained, "Sir, the turnstile is to prevent too much flow of people from entering and someone from getting hurt due to the pushing and shoving." It is also to prevent ticket evasion. Of course, they have been trained not to say this.

The scholar nodded, indicating that he understood a little bit. However, the more he understood, the more he felt that the owner behind Linhai Pavilion had some brilliant ideas, but he didn't know that these were all just Li Yaoguang's recitation of the script, a plagiarist.

The guests who came here felt that everything was so strange and bizarre that it was overwhelming. Before they could come to their senses, someone on a tall building on the side of the road was shouting directions down into a strange loudspeaker in front of them.

"Dear guests, please pay attention. The Xinhai Pavilion is large, with many courtyards. Each scene is a theme story. If you don't know how to choose or get lost, you can look at the back of the invitation. There is a detailed map with clear markings. Even illiterate people can read it clearly.

Every kilometer on the path in the pavilion, there is an enlarged map outside the separate dressing areas for men and women. The map is the same as the invitation letter. The position of the red star on the map is your current position. I hope you will be aware of it..."

Hearing this, everyone hurriedly took a closer look at the invitation letters in their hands, and naturally they all discovered the map on the back that they had previously overlooked.

The scholar stroked the map and kept saying "wonderful", but the voice above his head continued.

"Please go forward, guests. There are exciting things waiting for you ahead. If you encounter a lost child, an emergency patient, or someone needs help, you can go to the guest service department for help. The service department is marked with a red cross. If you can't find it, you can look for the waiter Little Red Riding Hood everywhere in the pavilion... The satisfaction of the guests is the honor of our Xinhai Pavilion. All the staff of Xinhai Pavilion sincerely welcome you to come and hope that you will have fun and spend a wonderful day."

Everyone heard the clear and loud voice, and then repeated it again, as if it wanted everyone in the cabinet to hear it clearly.

There were people everywhere, so a few of them simply hid in a corner of a store on the side of the road where there were few people. They didn't bother to see what was sold in the store. They took the invitation letter and map and looked at them carefully, and the scholar muttered to himself.

"Go left from the entrance, and you'll see Journey to the West, Flooding Jinshan Mountain, Legend of the Matchmaker, Bi Bo Pavilion, Yi Le Fang, You Hu Garden, Food Street, and the Big Stage."

"Go to the right from the entrance, and in front of you are The Legend of the Condor Heroes, The Return of the Condor Heroes, Generals of the Yang Family, Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio, Legend of Shu Mountain, Fun House, Big Stage, and Food Court."

"Hey, food court, the big stage is repeated."

"Yeah, during this period, there were also some delicious food restaurants marked on the road that were repeated."

"So this New Ocean Pavilion just went in a circle?"

"So many pavilions, so many names. I've heard of Journey to the West and The Legend of the Condor Heroes, both are great stories, but I haven't heard of the others. I'm curious, but it seems that this invitation only allows free entry to one inner pavilion."

"Hey, I looked at the price tag. It's all on the invitation. The entrance fee is ten coins, and the ordinary tickets for each inner hall are only fifty coins. The VIP tickets are several dozen taels. We can't afford them, so can't we afford the ordinary tickets?"

"Hey, everyone, please take a closer look at the price tags. If you think a single ticket is not worth it, you can buy a pass. The pass covers fifteen places in total, and it only costs five hundred coins. Five hundred coins! Including the entrance fee, this is much cheaper than the fifty-coin ticket for a single visit. The pass not only allows you to enter each inner hall once, but also allows you to enter the Lakeside Park and the Fun Hall as many times as you want!"