I have a supermarket system, shocking the whole court

Ning Ning's inner complaints were not truly revealed. After all, the ancients had a strict hierarchy system, not to mention that her mother was the elder of the Concubine Dowager.

It is normal to have strict rules. If it were really so casual, Shang Wenqi could just take her in directly. Why go through all the trouble?

"By the way, there is one more thing." The shopkeeper looked at Ning Ning with a smile.

"As the first prize winner, it is only natural for Magu Xianshou to perform at the residence of the Minister of Justice. However, the banquet performance has to last for a day, so the troupe owner has to prepare a few more programs. At the same time, to be on the safe side, bring in a dance troupe to perform some spare programs. It will be easier to rotate them in and out."

At this point, Ning Ning finally understood why so many dance troupes were willing to die waiting for her.

It turns out that he was thinking of asking her for a favor and getting the opportunity to perform at the noble mansion.

However, she didn't want to take on this kind of hot potato that might offend people. Ning Ning's mind worked quickly, and she immediately bowed to the shopkeeper: "To be honest with you, shopkeeper, our dance troupe is new here and we are unfamiliar with everything. You said we should do our own job well, but when it comes to understanding other sister dance troupes, we really know nothing.

In order to give you a better experience and for the image of our Furong Garden, it would be more appropriate for you, the shopkeeper, to choose another dance troupe."

Ning Ning's words were flawless, and even the shopkeeper was speechless.

In the end, I could only shake my head helplessly: "In that case, I won't force you two."

"Thank you for your understanding, if it's nothing, we'll go back."

"Okay, prepare yourself. If you need anything, just send someone to find me."

Coming out of the living room, the class owner changed his previous reserved attitude and smiled like a smiling Buddha again: "Chu Chu, you won't leave for the next two days, right?"

"Why are you leaving?" Ning Ning wondered.

"It's better that you don't leave. At least you can't leave before the birthday party is over. Our dance troupe will lose its backbone without you, which is unacceptable."

It’s no wonder An Yuwen thought so. After all, Chuchu became famous with one dance. Now, who in Kyoto doesn’t know “Magu Offering Longevity” by Miss Chuchu from Furong Garden?

Her status is no longer as simple as a teacher in the Xiao residence. I am afraid that the person who feels the most insecure at this moment is Lord Chu.

What An Yuwen was probably most afraid of at this moment was that Prime Minister Chu would come and take his wife away.

"Speaking of which, Mr. Chu is good at playing the zither. I wonder if this music score of Magu's birthday offering is Mr. Chu's masterpiece?"

Ning Ning paused for a moment and then smiled awkwardly: "That's right, it was this guy who composed it. Don't be fooled by his cold and martial-like appearance. In fact, when no one is around, he is good at composing music with his fingers raised."

"So that's it! I really can't tell!" An Yuwen felt like he had opened the door to a new world, and he couldn't imagine what that world was like.

Ning Ning curled her lips and smiled, "But he is a rather reserved person and doesn't like to talk to others. The class owner must pretend that he doesn't know."

"That's natural. I will certainly pretend I know nothing."

At that time, someone hiding on the roof: "..."

Just like that, the two of them returned to their courtyard, chatting and talking. It was still very lively here at that time. Just as they entered the door, they met a servant coming to report that the owner of the Red Palm Dance Troupe wanted to visit Miss Chuchu.

Ning Ning was stunned. To be honest, the identity she first used when she came here was the name of Si Yang, the top dancer of the Red Palm Dance Troupe, and her husband Chu Yun.

At that time, she used the name Si Yang and promised her that she would help her solve the problem in Beijing if she had the chance. Unexpectedly, before she even found the Hong Zhang Dance Troupe, the Hong Zhang Dance Troupe came to her.

"Red Palm Dance Troupe...it seems like we don't even know each other..." The troupe leader muttered subconsciously wanting to refuse the meeting.

Ning Ning tried to stop him first: "We are all in this world together, we will meet each other sooner or later, so why not meet each other."

"Yes, I'll bring him in right away." The servant answered considerately, and when he looked at Ning Ning, he couldn't help but feel a little shy on his face.

Don’t blame him. After that enchanting dance yesterday, I’m afraid that the dream figure of the people in Kyoto has now become Magu Chuchu.

The same was true for the servants in Hibiscus Garden.

No one can resist the scene in the painting of the goddess riding on the clouds and mist and flying down to the earth with an ethereal air, not to mention her dance, which is as stunning as a graceful swan and as elegant as a swimming dragon. No one in heaven or on earth would not be eclipsed by her.

In short, her beauty is beyond description. Once you have seen her dance, your heart and soul will no longer be able to rest in your own body.

Ning Ning didn't notice the servant's blushing cheeks. At this moment, she was thinking about whether to take this opportunity to help Si Yang clear his name.

She walked inside while thinking, and the dancers inside also stood up one after another.

"Finally I've waited for Miss Chuchu."

"Actually, we should have come to visit yesterday, but we were all busy with dance practice these days. Sorry for being late."

"Miss Chuchu won't blame us, right?"

The dancers were chatting with Ning Ning in a flurry. Ning Ning was stunned and almost forgot that there were so many beautiful girls in the yard.

Ning Ning quickly regained her consciousness after running away from home, and said with a crooked look: "You are all our predecessors. If you want to blame us, we should blame you for not knowing etiquette.

By the way, sisters, the shopkeeper just asked us to come over to discuss the birthday banquet arrangements, saying that in addition to the top dance troupe, there is also a position for assistant waiters.

The shopkeeper asked us who we preferred, but you know, we are new here, how can we choose? We let the shopkeeper make the selection. I think he must be having a headache at this moment. If you have time, you sisters can help the shopkeeper with some advice. "

Ning Ning's words were so fluctuating that everyone's minds were also tossed up and down.

When she finished her rambling, the dancers' expressions changed.

They immediately pretended to have something to do and left, and soon no one was left in the yard.

Ning Ning saw this quiet courtyard and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's clean."

"I guess this is Miss Chuchu. I am Zhang Hongzhang, the head of the Red Palm Dance Troupe. This is my first meeting with Miss Chuchu. I hope you can give me your guidance."

Before Ning Ning finished speaking, she heard a loud voice coming from behind her. Ning Ning turned around speechlessly and saw an uncle who looked like a sesame dumpling walking towards her.

The uncle was white, plump and soft, with a naive smile, but his green eyes revealed a cunning look.

At first glance, he is a person who is good at currying favor with the powerful.

Ning Ning bowed to him calmly: "I have long heard of the name of the Red Palm troupe leader. It is a great honor to meet you today."

Zhang Hongzhang was a little surprised: "Young lady... do you know me?"

“Who in the world doesn’t know Hong Zhang, the world’s number one dance troupe with the world’s number one dancer?” Ning Ning smiled.