dressed as a scholar

When the first issue of journals for foreign manuscripts was put on the shelves, the book and tea room was very lively early in the morning, and everyone was rushing to read the new issue of publications.

In front of the production of the book, Yu distributed the remuneration of the finalists first. The finalists all knew that they could see their articles in the book today, and they couldn’t wait to bring their friends and relatives to show off. I want to come and see what kind of articles are in the draft, so that I can prescribe the right medicine next time.

In the end, those who won the manuscript spent their remuneration on inviting friends to read the article and eat fruit, while those who did not win the manuscript had to pay tea money to learn from the scriptures. Fang Yu became the biggest beneficiary among them.

The money was well spent, but in the end it was spent on his hands, which made him a lot of money.

It's just a few days of turnover, which has increased the teahouse's income by another [-]%.

Fang Yu saw the momentum of the shop at present, and the flow of people was extremely prosperous, almost gathering most of the people in Yuncheng who could read and write. If they used it, it would be a new way to make money.

He didn't want to delay the effort to make money, so he smiled, and immediately found Lin Xuan to make a batch of exquisite pencils in his hand, and wrote something overnight.

Early the next morning, Fang Yu went to Baihonglou, the largest theater in the city.

Although it has been many days since he came here, he doesn't like to listen to music, and this is the first time he has come to this kind of place.

The business in the theater building is better at night, although it is not like the kind of business that Goulan Washe does, but nowadays it is the custom to have two beautiful brothers and a beautiful lady for company when drinking, drinking tea and watching operas.Fang Yu went there during the day, but the business in the building is not sluggish, and there are still a group of old men listening to the opera in the hall.

There were also quite a few guests upstairs, only a few of them watched the play, and most of them invited famous actors to accompany them, and there was a lot of laughter upstairs.

The steward in the building saw that Fang Yu was very unfamiliar, as if he was a new guest, but he was well-dressed and quite dignified, and at a glance he was wearing a scholar's seal on his waist, so he came out to greet Fang Yu with a smile on his face: "Mr. , please come inside quickly."

"Do you want to listen to the song today or invite two famous actors to accompany you? Do you have any acquaintances? It's good to call you out this morning."

Fang Yu came to deal with business, so he said bluntly: "Is there any role that can be invited outside?"

The steward raised his eyebrows, and took a slight look at Fang Yu. He didn't expect that Mr. Xiao could play well at such a young age, so he lowered his voice: "If Mr. Lang is interested, he certainly will."

Fang Yu stepped back slightly, and coughed dryly: "I want to invite you out to sing an opera."

"Oh!" The steward also smiled awkwardly: "Yes, yes."

"It's such a small matter, sir, just order the servants at home to come down." Wouldn't it be misleading to come here in person? He didn't dare to slack off when he saw that someone had a scholar's seal, so he led them to the backyard: " I don't know if Langjun wants to invite Jiaoer out of the building, is it a normal treat to play, or is it a wedding banquet?"

Fang Yu said: "Not at all. I have a small playbook here. I thought it would not be good enough to invite people from outside to sing. I still have to invite actors with some skills."

The manager is clear, and this kind of situation is not uncommon. A while ago, there was a master who was obsessed with a storybook. He couldn't get enough of it just by reading, so he paid a lot of money to rehearse and sing.

"Then do you have a character you like? Mr. Pinxiang and Miss Wanqiu in our building are relatively free recently."

Although Fang Yu has never been to a theater in the future, he has also heard these famous actors mentioned by his classmates in the classroom. The names of these two people are quite familiar. Then there is a reason for later generations to invite celebrities to endorse them. Celebrity fans will come to join them, but the price of inviting such people with their own traffic must not be low. How is it calculated?"

As soon as the words fell, half of the body suddenly leaned out from the upper courtyard, and the people upstairs said lazily: "Guan Peng, please stop arranging a scene with the slave family. I have sung three times this month, and I am exhausted... If you want to go, you can go by yourself."

"Young Master Pianxiang, you..." Before he finished speaking, the upstairs door was closed with a bang, and the steward's face was a little ugly.

"Lang Jun is really sorry."

Fang Yu waved his hand, but he didn't pay attention to it. There are many people supporting such a young famous actor, so he is naturally quite tempered. He probably heard him asking the appearance price. He is a person who can't afford to spend money. .

"Boss, Mr. Pinxiang is too tired to go, I can! I'm not tired and I'm not ostentatious."

While the two were talking, a younger brother appeared out of nowhere, and seemed to be younger than Mr. Pianxiang.

The manager treated people with two faces, he was very polite to Mr. Pianxiang, but he had a downcast face to this little brother who didn't know where he came from: "Who told you to listen to me here, the backyard has been cleaned up!"

"It was cleaned early."

"Talking back to you! Go and boil some hot water, and wash up after they finish singing."

The little brother pursed his lips: "Yes." He lowered his head and went to the other end of the corridor.

Fang Yu was surprised: "The cleaner in your building can also sing opera?"

"Lang Jun laughed, that calf is not specially for cleaning. A few years ago, the poor family sold it to the building to learn to sing, but he has no talent. After studying for so many years, he is not very promising. On weekdays, he can go up and join Every ensemble performer joins together, and when there is no place, I will do some laundry and cleaning errands." The manager was afraid that people would feel that he was treating the actors harshly, so he said: "We have such a big garden, we can't support idlers."

Fang Yu nodded, and glanced at the little brother again: "I'll pick another older man and let him follow."

The person in charge was a little surprised, but since it was a request from the guest, he had to obey.Those who shouted were those who could sing but were not well-known, and it was not easy for the managers to charge high prices, so they asked Fang Yu for three taels of silver, and asked a few people in the building to go out and sing for Fang Yu.

"Sure enough, I don't have much money, so search and search. Guanshi Peng actually pushes Wan Qiu and me away. If I really agree, I'm afraid that Mr. Lang can't even pay the deposit. Wouldn't it be an embarrassment for both sides?"

Seeing that Fang Yu had left, Mr. Pianxiang came down from upstairs and talked to the steward standing at the door.

Guanshi Peng still gave Pianxiang a good look, after all, he is the cash cow in the building, so he can't just put his face down, but his mouth is also unforgiving: "My son is right, but it's also strange, just now that gentleman left his address , he is actually the son-in-law of Master Qiao's family."

Pin Xiang's eyebrows twitched, officials and officials may look down on the Qiao family, but for these low-level people, they all know the Qiao family.

"It's not too strange. How much money can a son-in-law have? If Mr. Qiao invites you, it would be a good place." Although Pin Xiang said so, she still looked at Brother Yu who was on the side. He tugged at his wrist: "After all, it's still Xiaoyu, who is scrambling to pick it up in any situation, no, a sweet potato has fallen on the top of his head."

Xiaoyu's wrist was in pain from being pinched, so he knew that Pianxiang had resentment, so he quickly flattered him and said, "Brother Pianxiang doesn't want to reward even the pastry, otherwise there is nothing wrong with me. If I get it when I come out Whatever kind of reward you have, you have to bring it back to honor Brother Pin."

Only then did Pin Xiang feel a little more at ease: "It's like someone cares about your idea."

After the person left, Xiao Yu hurriedly rubbed his forearm, which was pinched to pieces.

Those who are in charge of such things are not surprised, and said to Xiaoyu in a flat tone: "Since Fang Xiucai gave you a chance to show your face, you should show it well, whether you can have a future in the future, you have to rely on yourself to earn it. Also feel better."

Fang Yu invited Jiaoer, turned around and went to the house, but happened to meet Qiao Hezhi who came out on the street.

"Where are you going?"

Seeing him coming back slowly, Qiao Hezhi felt relieved. Early in the morning, he heard Si Yu say that Fang Yu had picked up the money at the accountant's office and went straight to Baihonglou. Si Yu had a good sense of what he said.

I'm afraid that the person who has made money now, has money in his account, and has gone out to have fun, will never use his money in the future, and will definitely not treat him the same as before, thinking about it, he walked out .

Seeing people, he felt that his behavior was really inappropriate. When the man in the family went out to the theater, he would be so petty.

"I heard you went to the theater."

"This, this is about to catch up with the exam, and I still need to spend more time on my homework."

Fang Yu knew what Qiao Hezhi was thinking when he heard the words, he lowered his head and chuckled, "Yes."

Qiao Hezhi pursed his lips, a little embarrassed to look into Fang Yu's eyes.

Fang Yu patted his head and took his hand: "I didn't go to the Baihonglou to listen to the opera, but I invited two opera singers to come back to rehearse. I will use it in the book and tea room then."

"Didn't many story writers send in their manuscripts a while ago? I selected a few good ones, but they were not released for publication. I reserved them for the storytellers. I will add some more programs when there are many people. .”

Qiao Hezhi didn't know what Fang Yu wanted to do, and said, "Then what famous actors did you invite? But you want to sing?"

Speaking of which, Fang Yu pretended to be wronged: "I originally wanted to invite the quite famous Mr. Pianxiang, and there will be many people who will come to listen to the opera, but it is a pity that they look down on me and refuse to appear. Maybe they think I am I can't pay the appearance fee."

Qiao Hezhi felt distressed when he heard Fang Yu's long sighs and grievances. Thinking that his husband was looked down upon by an actor, he suddenly became angry: "He is an actor who can show off very well. If it weren't for everyone's support, he would have Today! I, I will call someone to let him come, and let him sing for you all day long, and he will not stop until his voice is hoarse!"

He patted Fang Yu's back lightly and coaxed, "Don't be sad."

Seeing Qiao Hezhi defending himself like this, Fang Yu wanted to laugh a lot. Seeing that he was going to lose his grip, he hugged the man and buried his head on Qiao Hezhi's neck, like a little wife: "Yes."

"Siyu, you took my post and went to the boss of Baihonglou, and asked Pianxiang to come!"

Fang Yu heard his little husband's cold voice coming from his back, and he quickly raised his head: "It's unnecessary, I've already hired someone else, let him come and pay back the money."

Qiao Hezhi frowned slightly: "But, but he bullied you so much, did he just swallow it?"

"It's okay, I don't know him as well."

Qiao Hezhi pouted, and although he didn't settle the score with anyone after listening to Fang Yu's words, he still said angrily: "I'll tell daddy not to go to Baihonglou again."