[Comprehensive] Short-lived ghost

With the money in his pocket, He Fang knew from his memory that there was a big gambling shop on East Street. He Fang entered the gambling shop and listened to the size of the sieve with his ears. 50 taels of capital became 200 taels. In the first place, He Fang accepts when he sees a good deal, takes the money and evades others, and finds the place where there are many people as soon as he goes out. Even if someone follows him, he can't be found in the crowd in the blink of an eye.

It took He Fang only a stick of incense to enter the gambling shop, and he made 150 taels once and for all. He went to the bank to exchange the 150 taels into silver bills and put them next to his clothes, leaving only 50 taels of cash in his hand.

He Fang came to the antique market with the silver, and stayed at each stall for a while, looking left and right, rarely making a move, and there were not so many valuable things that He Fang happened to meet, walked around a dozen stalls, and He Fang caught his eye at a glance A jade pendant, picked it up and looked at it for a while, the ring on He Fang's neck began to heat up, He Fang showed a satisfied smile, and bought the jade pendant for a tael of silver.

Leaving the antique market, I bought a small square of silk and an exquisite box for two taels of silver, wrapped the jade pendant in silk and put it in the box, turned around and went to the antique shop, and handed the jade pendant to the shopkeeper. 50 taels to buy, He Fang picked up the jade pendant and wanted to leave without saying a word, but was stopped by the shopkeeper.

"This is the warm jade handed down by my ancestors, and it has the effect of warming in winter and cooling in summer. Shopkeeper, don't deceive me as an ignorant young man. If I don't need money urgently, I won't take out the jade handed down from my ancestors and sell it cheaply. "

"Little brother, I may have lost my sight just now, show me again."

He Fang handed it over with both hands, and the shopkeeper took it up to the light and looked at it for a while, then put it in his palm and covered it, "It is indeed a rare warm jade, I would like to pay 500 taels for it, what do you think, little brother?"

With a look of reluctance, He Fang finally gritted his teeth and nodded in agreement, took the 500 taels of silver and put it in his arms.

Turning around to leave, it suddenly occurred to him that he could take this opportunity to identify what kind of rare thing the ring is. He Fang thought about taking out the ring and handing it to the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper held it in his hand and looked at it carefully for a while, and said, "It's not like jadeite, but its color is very translucent, its surface is smooth, and it feels as warm and moist as jade when touched." .” After finishing speaking, he returned it to He Fang, who took it and thanked him.

Putting the ring back around his neck, he said goodbye to the shopkeeper.

He Fang is just guessing now that his two time travels must be related to the ring. Last time Wu Song almost drank poisonous wine, it was the ring warning that reminded him. Later, He Fang discovered that the ring has the function of identifying treasures. In the world of Water Margin In the past, the emperor rewarded him with a lot of gadgets. When he was playing with nothing, when he touched the Jade Avalokitesvara, the ring would glow and glow.

He Fang held the ring in his hand and touched Jade Guanyin with the other hand. The ring became hot. When He Fang touched the gold ingot, the ring returned to temperature and there was no halo. He Fang tried to touch a few more things. React to jade, the more expensive the jade, the stronger the reaction to the ring.

With this function, if there is a chance to come across gambling stones, He Fang can use this to get good things and make a fortune.

Seeing that it was almost noon in the sun, He Fang found a hotel to have a full meal, and walked to the theater where Feng Yuan often went to listen to the play. The afternoon play hadn't started yet, so he found a table in the front row and sat down, ordered a pot of tea, I ordered a plate of melon seeds and snacks.

"Hey, isn't this Mr. Feng, here to hold Zhiqi again!" The visitor waved a paper fan and walked to He Fang and sat down.

Feng Yuan is a small landlord, and this person's family is a big landlord. However, Feng Yuan inherited the family business after his parents died. This person's parents are still alive, and he is the son of his aunt. After the family is divided, it is better than Feng Yuan to show respect He called Feng Yuan Master Feng, but he looked down on Feng Yuan, so he jokingly called him Young Master Feng, and everyone also called him that way.

"Xu San, why are you free to listen to an opera today? Didn't your aunt force you to study?"

Xu San has two older brothers, both of whom are half-brothers. He is the third eldest. The two had been classmates for a few years when they were young. Feng Yuan always called him that, and later he forgot what his real name was.

"Today there is Zhiqi's show, so I knew you would come." He asked Xiao Er for a cup familiarly, picked up the pot of tea that He Fang bought, and poured himself a cup.

"Be careful of being caught by your aunt and break your leg." He Fang teased.

"Oh, don't mention it, it's still good for you, no one cares about you, you are free."

He Fang sighed softly and bowed his head in silence. Xu San knew he had said something wrong, so he quickly changed the subject and asked, "You look different today, why didn't you put on powder?"

He Fang touched his face, "I'm so handsome, if I don't wipe out those who are handsome and have no friends, I will be angry and angry."

Xu San was drinking water and sprayed it on the ground with a puff, quickly wiped his face with his sleeve, and laughed dryly: "It's still so narcissistic, but it's much cleaner and cleaner than before, and it's pleasing to the eye."

"I used to be an eyesore?"

Xu San smiled and waved his hands, "No, no, Mr. Feng loves flowers when he sees them, how can he be an eyesore?"

To make him happy, today's tea and snacks can be enjoyed for free, Xu San secretly picked up a piece of snacks and threw it into his mouth.

The good show started, and the one named Zhiqi appeared on the stage. He Fang was sitting closest to the stage, and she could barely see her facial features. She was smeared with gorgeous theater makeup, and she couldn't see beauty or ugliness. She was thin and small, with a waist slim.

Every time Feng Yuan comes to join in the show, he doesn't need to look at it, he just closes his eyes and listens with his ears. Zhiqi is a Huadan character with an indistinguishable voice, like a child whose voice has not yet changed.

Feng Yuan liked to hear him babbling on stage, it was more pleasant than a woman's voice, and he didn't need to look at what he looked like, just listening to his voice made Feng Yuan's whole body numb.

He Fang has refreshed his understanding of Feng Yuan, where is this guy's integrity?

At the end of the play, He Fang took out 20 taels of silver and threw it on the stage, shouting: "Reward", the silver ingot hit the wooden floor of the stage with a thumping sound, and everyone was stunned. There are some pieces of silver, if there is too much, it is no more than five taels, but now it is 20 taels, which is really generous.

"You've made a fortune, so much money rewards an actor, and that's all there is to singing." Xu San said distressedly, it would be great if the money was given to me.

Zhiqi's expression on the stage changed slightly, but she quickly returned to her aloof look, and instead of picking up the silver, she slightly bent her knees arrogantly, "Thank you, Xiao Feng." Then she left the stage with her sleeves swayed , He didn't even look at the silver, and the martial artist who sang with him picked up the silver and bowed to He Fang again and again, thank you a lot.

"Where are you going?" Xu San asked when He Fang got up to leave.

"Go backstage."

"Put your hot face on someone's cold ass again, do you think you're being cheap?" Xu San shook his legs and spat out the melon seed shells in his mouth, saying without image.

"I haven't paid for the tea and snacks yet." He Fang was not angry and said with a smile.

"Little Master Feng, do you want me to go with you? If Zhiqi dares to buy Xiao Feng's face, she will turn against him." Xu Sanqi said with righteous indignation, stepping on the stool.

He Fang took out a few taels of silver and put it on the table, "Okay, I'll go alone."

Backstage, there were people who were putting on makeup and changing costumes, because Feng Yuan was a frequent visitor here, and today he was so generous, so no one stopped him. Seeing He Fang coming up, the theater troupe master cupped his hands and said, "Master Feng good~"

"Master." He Fang replied.

"Master Feng is here to see Zhiqi, he is putting on makeup and preparing for the next scene, so I don't think he has time to greet Master Feng."

Not far from them, Zhiqi was drawing her eyebrows and eyes in front of the bronze mirror, and when she heard what the class leader said, a smug smile rose from the corner of her mouth.

"I'm here to find the head teacher. I have something urgent."

Zhiqi's eyebrow-drawing hand paused, and took a peek at He Fang, seeing that he was wearing a white shirt today, with no makeup on his face, the tips of his eyebrows flew into his temples, and he was holding a folding fan, with the four cursive characters "Dragon and Snake" written on the fan. : I was born to be talented, and there are four big characters written on the back of the paper fan: eat and die.

Zhiqi couldn't help laughing out loud.

He Fang looked at him, nodded to him indifferently, and then looked at the class leader, "Let's take a step to talk."

The leader thought for a while, nodded and followed He Fang to the next room.

He Fang explained his purpose, he wanted to use 500 taels of silver to buy half of the theater troupe, and the daily management was still in charge of the troupe owner, but He Fang had absolute decision-making power, He Fang immediately took out 500 taels of silver and put it on the table, and then the old god was on the ground Shake the paper fan.

The troupe master took his eyes off the silver ticket and looked towards He Fang, "Master Xiao Feng, I have no intention of selling the theater troupe, I'm afraid it will cost you a trip." The troupe master stood up with the intention of seeing off the guests.

He Fang put away the paper fan and held it in his hand: "Why is the troupe host so strong? I come to join the show every now and then this year, not just to listen to the opera. Your role in this drama hasn't been changed for a long time. The table where I originally listened to the opera Thirty or forty tables can be set up, and the seats are full, but now, twenty tables are still not enough, so I am afraid that it will not be able to support such a large group of people.”

He Fang unfolded the paper fan with a bang, stood up, and put his hand on the bank note, "Leader, why not think about it again, even if it's not for yourself, your fellows have to survive."

He Fang put away the banknote, "I'll visit you another day."

"Master Feng, stay here."

The troupe master called He Fang, and stepped forward: "I don't know what kind of outlet Xiao Feng will provide for the troupe?"

"Simple, innovative, new clothes and makeup, new scripts and new stories."

The troupe leader frowned, of course he knew he was going to rehearse a new play, but whoever wrote the play, said it lightly, and judging by He Fang's young age, he probably had some spare money to spend, the reason why he took a fancy to their troupe was probably because of his relationship with Zhi Qi related, if he is really masculine, I have to tell Zhi Qi to stay away from him, but the class leader decided to refuse, just about to speak.

"Leader, don't rush to make a decision." He Fang raised his hand to interrupt him, "I've written a few plays recently, and the lead is an expert, why don't I use them tomorrow to ask the lead to give some pointers."

"Don't dare."

The author has something to say: Make money, make money, the theme will never change