The Great Wilderness Helping His Wife

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Four watches, eleven thousand words.

Chapter 80: Leaving Home to Save Li Lang

Xu Lingyun never expected that Zhao Hao would make such a request.

She has been in Huangguo for many days, and also heard some rumors about Zhao Hao.

In her opinion, the number one dude in the barren country can enjoy it with money, so why buy the entire Qingyue troupe?

Five hundred gold?

Bought the entire Qingyue class?

She felt that Zhao Hao might not have any concept of money, and five hundred gold was enough to buy two Qingyue classes.

For a while, she couldn't see Zhao Hao's motives clearly.

So I could only cup my hands: "Thanks to Mr. Zhao for taking a fancy to it, the Qingyue class should be very honored, but I still want to ask Mr. Zhao, what exactly do you like about us?"

Zhao Hao smiled slightly: "It's not that I like you, but I like drama, drama can help me make money, that's all!

Xu Lingyun looked a bit cautious: "Young Master Zhao is joking, although we theater troupe can support ourselves, we can barely make ends meet. If Young Master Zhao wants to make money, you might as well hire some storytellers, they are much more capable than us!"

It's true, as the class leader, Xu Lingyun must be richer than ordinary storytellers.

But she is the troupe leader of the Qingyue troupe, and she usually has to worry about the survival of the troupe and the lives of her subordinates, and she has to work so hard to earn some money.

As for her men, let alone.

Zhao Hao waved his hands and smiled: "Of course there are many storytellers who make money, but there are also many poor and destitute people who can't make money. If it is really easy to make money, everyone in the world will hire a storyteller.

Besides, I don't like to hear the stories of beatings and killings they tell, and secondly, I can't write them.Earning a man's money is like a vicious dog snatching shit, you can't get a bite even after a long time.How stupid am I to leave a plate as big as a woman and not grab it? "

This metaphor can be described as quite vulgar.

But Xu Lingyun was not only not angry, but could not help showing a smile.

She agrees with this description.

Although the troupe's business was good a few days ago, many of them came with their wives.

After all, stories of betrayals are inherently attractive to women, not so much to men.

Today's customer flow has declined. In the final analysis, there are fewer male customers. After the novelty wears off, there are almost no repeat customers.

She led the Qingyue team to the deserted country, because more men died in the wars in the deserted country all the year round, and the status of women was much higher than that of other countries, so they were more willing to pay for dramas.

Zhao Hao looked at Xu Lingyun with a faint smile: "Team Master Xu, are you willing to make money with me? I will give you the right to share dividends, and I will pay the wages of the subordinates. I will also give you a commission for every play. Everyone can earn money." to more money than before.

I can't guarantee too much, but I can guarantee a better script, a better venue and a more stable life.As long as you agree, you must listen to me in everything! "

Ning Wanli smiled and glanced at Zhao Hao, but her tone was very serious: "Young Master Zhao, aren't you just taking advantage of the fire? You just make a price. Although I, Ning Wanli, can't be considered rich, I can still pay for a few thousand gold." Come out, why make things difficult for my sister Lingyun?"

Hearing this, Zhao Hao's eyes widened suddenly, and he gave Ning Wanli a hard look.

This bitch!

Deliberately making trouble, right?

Ning Wanli showed a provocative smile.

snort!

I can't put it on anymore, can I?

Fortunately, Xu Lingyun was more anxious than Zhao Hao, and immediately said: "Wanli, don't worry! If Mr. Zhao can really come up with a script that convinces us, let alone five hundred gold to buy the Qingyue troupe, even if we don't pay a single gold, we will buy it." Willing to follow Mr. Zhao!"

When she said this, she stared at Zhao Hao without blinking, with indescribable seriousness and piety.

This is a drama idiot!

Zhao Hao felt a little emotional in his heart, it seems that he didn't show his true skills... No!If you don't copy the real skills, you will die!

"Where is the pen, ink, paper and inkstone!"

Xu Lingyun immediately waved to a servant girl: "Xiuxiu, present Mr. Zhao with a pen, ink, paper and inkstone!"

"Yes!"

After a while, a brush, ink, paper and inkstone were placed in front of Zhao Hao, and everyone looked at him expectantly, wanting to see how amazing the script he was confident would make the Qingyue class dormant.

He smiled slightly, and wrote a few lines directly on it:

"To save Li Lang from his home,"

"Who would have thought that he would be number one in the imperial list."

"The number one scholar, wearing a red robe,"

"The hat-plug official flower is so fresh, so fresh."

A few lines of running script, flowing clouds and flowing water.

Zhao Hao's calligraphy is far from everyone's level, but it is definitely the best among literati of his age, let alone in the deserted country.

Seeing these lines of words, everyone's eyes widened.

Of course, these four sentences are not a complete playbook, but they have already expressed the core content of the whole playbook.

Xu Lingyun's pupils shrank suddenly at first, and then fell into a momentary daze, and was a little crazy for a while.

Ning Wanli's eyes were also bright, these four words seemed to have touched her heart.

Zhao Hao smiled slightly: "Everyone, how is the play going?"

Xu Lingyun just woke up like a dream, her voice was a little trembling: "It's an honor for the Qingyue class to get this playbook!"

A piece of paper was circulated among the Qingyue class members.

They were all amazed and extremely excited.

In traditional dramas, women are the role of doormats, who are always abandoned by unscrupulous people.

Although the ending of the script often has a bad end for the heartbroken, it still cannot change the image of the doormat.

But this female son-in-law broke the inherent routine of today's drama.