"It's said that they didn't even have the money to maintain their expenses. The whole troupe sold their people and goods to the owner of the new restaurant..."

Outside the voice of the dispute, Zhao Jin face a cold, a swing sleeve stride out.

The sun is just right outside, and there are few pedestrians on the street. Looking at the dispute here, we have gathered several good people to watch.

Zhao Jin swayed over and said to the leader of the troupe, "how did it take so long to arrive?"

He did not deliberately bite the accent when he spoke, but the momentum of not angry and arrogant was still naturally revealed.

Next to looking for trouble are the shopkeeper of the opposite restaurant and some actors in the pear garden.

The shopkeeper of the restaurant wanted to ridicule him, but he didn't want Zhao Jin to give him a look at him. He directly ignored them as the air.

The leader of the troupe was also clever. He quickly and respectfully saluted: "don't blame me for being late. It's only because I met a dog in the way on the way, which delayed the time!"

The shopkeeper's angry face was green and red, with a greasy face, which was even more wonderful than the palette.

"Who do you think is a dog?" The actors over there in the pear garden were so angry that they all jumped out and wanted to hit people.

The shopkeeper raised his hand to stop them from lifting their sleeves.

"Your Excellency is the owner of this restaurant?" The manager's muddy eyes are full of indifference and disgust, and even the questioning has a sense of supremacy.

"It's me."

Zhao Jin's lukewarm return way, casually glanced at him one eye, a wave of hand orders the person of the play group to come to his side.

The confrontation between the two sides made the atmosphere suddenly tense.

The shopkeeper looked at himself as a slave of Ruyang palace, and did not pay attention to Zhao Jin.

"Mr. Zhao is really big. He bought a troupe directly! However, the troupe is now in decline. In the last famous actor competition, none of you was selected. Mr. Zhao, you are really good-looking. "

The strange irony and undisguised contempt and malice make the shopkeeper look more and more like a good friend.

"Thank you very much."

Not moved, Zhao Jin turned around and let the troupe into his restaurant. He didn't even say goodbye, so he didn't argue with them directly.

Zhao mianxin is not angry. Before he leaves, he says in a loud voice: "don't discuss the length with a fool."

Many people in the troupe could not help laughing when they heard this.

In the restaurant, Mu Yunsheng looked at the people in the troupe, looked at the luggage they were carrying, swallowed and asked Zhao Jin, "did you buy a troupe directly?"

Zhao Jin looked at the disbelief in her eyes, his heart even rose a subtle sense of pride, his reserved nod, "yes."

"Your behavior is really..." It's a local tyrant.

Mu Yunsheng didn't know what to say, so he bought a troupe to come back. This kind of local tyrant's action was too powerful.

For Zhao Jin's financial resources, she once again renewed her understanding.

"I think that in the future, we'll be singing and singing in this restaurant. It's more cost-effective to buy some operas than lovers." Zhao Jin said the reasons for buying his own troupe.

Looking at the troupe, Kong Ren's eyes narrowed with laughter. "It's really good to buy the next troupe. At that time, Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai will be the only ones in the capital!"

Mu Yunsheng's eyes brightened. What he said was right. How many customers should he attract! How much attention does that attract!

If you think about it carefully, it's really good to buy a troupe, and even make a lot of money on the other hand.

"Master, we're all here. You said we'd have a new play today, but do you want to start now?"

Chen Rui, the leader of the troupe, asked.

"The stage is on the stage. Mr. Kong Ren has already shown you the script. Clean it up and go up to rehearse to see if there are any shortcomings."

Zhao Jin ordered methodically.

Drama is one of the quintessence of Chinese culture. In modern times, Mu Yunsheng only occasionally saw a few classic plays, but he never saw them make up and looked at their paintings with wide eyes.

Zhao Jin and others all took the initiative to open the distance, not to see those people put on makeup, Zhao Mian came to pull Mu Yunsheng to sit on the next seat, Mu Yunsheng broke away her hand: "you go to sit first, I want to stay and have a look..."

Zhao Mian looked at those people open the box, there is no dressing table, there is no mirror, they help each other on makeup, those colors, bright powder out, she turned her mouth, very disgusted, "Yunsheng sister, what's good to see, let's go there to sit together!"

Mu Yunsheng insisted on staying, but Zhao Mian could only sit down with a frown.

Soon, Mu Yunsheng knew why they left in a hurry as soon as they saw that these actors had to put on makeup. Just because of the powder they make up, the taste is really choking.As we all know, those actors have to draw facial makeup when they go on stage to sing. No matter what characters they are, the color of facial makeup on their faces is very bright. However, the extraction of ancient pigment is not so easy. For the sake of convenience, some of them are directly made by adding grease and ink.

Rouge powder is OK, there is no pungent taste, but there is ink, a wave of the smell, it is unbearable.

Cover nose, Mu Yunsheng don't find a place to sit down, and they make up that piece of land away.

Fortunately, the taste information is a little bit far away, so I can't smell it. Otherwise, at the thought of their choking taste when they are singing, Mu Yunsheng can't help worrying about whether some customers would like to come to the restaurant.

The makeup will be ready soon. According to Liang Shanbo's and Zhu Yingtai's scripts, all the characters have begun to appear.

Although Mu Yunsheng doesn't have any artistic skills, she is really interested in the familiar Peking Opera she encountered in the ancient times when there is a lack of entertainment.

The play is very well written. The words are gorgeous and fluent. The details of the plot are moving. The basic skills of the actors on the stage are also very solid, and the singing is graceful and pleasant. Mu Yunsheng, who is not artistic in bold capitals, can even listen to it.

There was no sound, no sound repair, and he sang in the original environment. It was so beautiful that Mu Yunsheng suddenly felt that the wisdom and ability of the ancients should not be underestimated.

For example, this time, she was completely impressed by these actors.

After a round of singing, the people on the stage stopped.

"I'll report back to my boss. I'll be here for the time being, but the ones behind are not well arranged..."

Chen Rui puts down the sandalwood version and orders everyone to stop.

Zhao Jin turned his head and asked Kong Ren next to him, "what do you think of their singing?"