Sir, you have to pay more

Chapter 3 I bleed for Daqing!

The opera troupes in Beijing are all out-of-town troupes, and out-of-town troupes have to pay homage to the wharf if they want to earn a living at the feet of the emperor, posting posters, and begging for a respectable local figure to cover them, otherwise there is no way to start the gong.

Song Banzhu worships the owner of Juchunlou, Guixiang. This name sounds like a bannerman, but he is actually a Han Chinese.However, everyone in the industry knew that Guixiang's owner was only in name, and the real owner lived in Mancheng, so it was difficult for ordinary people to meet him.

Nowadays, all businesses in the capital that can make money basically have the background of banner people, otherwise you will not be able to settle the two yamen of Shuntian Mansion and Wucheng Bingmasi.

Many Han people do business in Beijing, in order to seek safety, they have to ask someone to find contacts in the whole city to give away dry shares.If you don't want anything else, just want peace of mind, no businessman wants to be picked on every day.The shop at the foot of the emperor will be forced to close, and the loss will be great.

Although the front door area looks like a mess of dragons and snakes, it is the largest gold selling cave in Beijing. Any of the eight alleys is the most prosperous entertainment street in this era.

In every dynasty and generation, the entertainment industry is a good business to make a lot of money.

In recent years, as a large number of foreign opera troupes have moved into Qianmen, the "traffic" has increased steadily, so that officials from other places who are on business in Beijing have to change into casual clothes and go to Qianmen for field inspections after sunset.

The leader of the song band worships Guixiang's wharf, but the Sanxi band and the Juchun building are actually mutually beneficial.

The Sanxi Troupe brings customers to Juchunlou, and Juchunlou further explores these customers. In this way, the troupe makes money, and Juchunlou also makes money. Both parties get what they need, and the cooperation has been harmonious for more than a month.

In other larger brothels in the Hutong, there are usually several opera troupes in cooperation with each other. They perform different plays every day, and they are always fresh. The number of wealthy customers who go there is much more than that of Juchunlou.

Gui Xiang is not in the building at this time.

Although Team Leader Song was a little flustered, he thought that his team had never offended anyone since they came to Beijing, and when he came over to see the young master of the Banner Man, he didn't seem like a master and a servant looking for trouble, so he settled down and stepped forward very politely Ask what's up.

"Are you the head teacher?"

Jia Liu moved the bird cage on the table to the side, put two walnuts into his pocket, and then pushed his painstaking efforts for several nights towards the head of the class, crossed his legs and said, "Mr. I made up a play myself, and I’m going to ask the host to take a look and see if I can arrange it.”

"Rehearsal?"

Leader Song was a little surprised. The banner man in front of him looked only seventeen or eighteen years old. No matter how he looked, he looked like an ignorant dude. Can this kind of person make up plays?

Suspicion in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it on his face, he took the playbook on the table with a "hey, good" in his mouth, and looked at what the name of the play was called Galileo, but he was also at a loss and didn't know it. Galileo was a loyal minister and righteous man of which dynasty.

Opening the playbook and looking carefully, there was no abnormality on his face before, but gradually his brows were furrowed. The reason is that he has never heard of the content of this play, and the characters in it have never heard of it. He really doesn't know this banner man Where did the son-in-law hear the stories? They made up and turned them into dramas.

"My lord, your performance of the three trials is a good one, and the libretto is not bad. It's very lively. It's just that my Sanxi troupe is a small troupe. I really want to take over the play of my lord. If I'm afraid I'll ruin the young master's mood if I mess up the performance, and ruin the young master's name."

Leader Song didn't want to take on this messy scene, but the other party was a banner man after all, so he couldn't answer directly, so he euphemistically expressed that his team's level was limited, and wanted to invite Jia Liu to another Gao Ming.

"Don't talk nonsense with the young master here, tell me, how much money are you willing to perform this play!"

In Jia Liu's previous life, his unit was responsible for receiving visitors, and he was very accurate in judging people and things.I knew what the leader was thinking when he said the first sentence, so I didn't bother to talk nonsense with the leader, and just asked how much money I could do.

For Jia Liu now, time is money.

But money is a pile of dung to him.

Although, his Jia family is also short of dung now.

But things that can be solved with dung and dirt can always be made up by urinating twice or squatting twice.

In a word, make an offer.

Brother Rengongzi said that even if Team Leader Song really doesn't like this messy three-stage interrogation show, he still has to ask for a price in the spirit of a businessman.It's one thing to set a price, if you don't even set a price, you are deliberately looking down on people and wanting to offend them.

"Young master really thinks highly of my team. If you insist on letting us line up, it's okay, but at least 300 taels of silver."

The price offered by troupe leader Song was based on the fact that he didn't want to take on the play, because he thought that if the Sanxi troupe performed according to the content of the playbook, it would probably ruin its reputation.

"What? 300 taels! You might as well grab it!"

Jia Liu, who is the master, hasn't said yet, but Yang Zhi, who is the servant, is already very angry.

How many times he went in and out of the front door with the master and the young master, and listened to countless dramas and plays, and he didn't know about the low-level market.Under normal circumstances, whenever a new play is released on the market, the play troupe will take the initiative to rush to line up and pay for it!

The young master's situation is special. After all, he is not well-known. It is unrealistic for the theater troupe to rush to pay the money, but it is not necessary to ask for 300 taels!
He sat in the lobby listening to the opera for a long time, ate a few bowls of melon seeds, and the clerk only accepted him five big ones.

"Young master, let's go to another house. This class leader has a dark heart, don't talk nonsense with him!" Yang Zhi, who was furious, picked up the young master's birdcage and was about to leave.

Jia Liu was also annoyed, the troupe owner was a bit unkind, he had inquired about the market of the opera troupe in Beijing before he came here, and estimated that asking them to produce a play would cost more than a hundred taels, but the troupe owner asked for 300 taels, compared to the market price Doubled, it is really unacceptable.

You must know that his father, Jia Daquan, the hereditary Yunqiwei, has a salary of only 85 taels a year, and the salary and rations that his Jia family receives from Qili every year are only more than 300 taels. If he promises to give [-] taels, it means that his Jia The family will not eat or drink for three years.

Jia Liu really wanted to agree, and his father Jia Daquan knew that he could strangle him to death.

Even more than one hundred taels is actually enough, because Jia Liu has no money at all.

He planned to borrow 20 taels from each of his two married sisters, and then stole his father's Yunqiwei brand card and borrowed 100 taels as a mortgage in the bank, so as to make up the start-up funds for entering the political arena of the Qing Dynasty.

Mortgaging Yunqiwei's brand to borrow money from the bank was not Jia Liu's first initiative, but his father Jia Daquan's idea when he was young, and it is now a common phenomenon in banner families.

For example, the Yunqiwei brand of the Jia family, the imperial court pays 85 taels a year, and borrows 100 taels from the bank. Throw them into the river twice.

Therefore, for the bank, it is a business that is sure to make a profit without losing money.

This kind of thing is also common in the Manchu Eight Banners. The children of many families spend their days and nights sitting and eating, how can there be no time for them to be out of touch.

He is also a banner man, the Man Eight Banners is more noble than the Han Eight Banners, but he is divided into the upper three banners and the lower five banners. There are millions of people in the Eight Banners, and not every family has someone who is an official in the court.

There are plenty of dilapidated households.

From project determination to funding implementation, everything is under Jia Liu's control

When the rehearsal is over, there is a sensation, the palace is entered, the old lady is happy, and Lord Qianlong summons, are you afraid that you won't be able to pay back the 100 taels from the bank?

The idea is good, the two sisters treat Jia Liu very well, I am not afraid that they will not borrow.

The problem is that what the team leader wants now is 300 taels, where can Jia Liu get it?
All the money in the plan was in place, and he was halfway there.

Troupe Leader Song saw that the banner man was silent, and he was afraid that the other party would cause trouble for him if he overthought, so he explained that there were more than sixty people in their theater troupe including the assistants, and if they accepted the third-trial Galileo play, the play The whole team has to move up and down.

But the daily performances of normal repertoires cannot be stopped, so I can only find time to arrange them.In this way, there must be complaints from all over the theater troupe. Even though he is the troupe leader, he can't force them to rehearse the play, so in the end, he still has to use money to solve it.Moreover, this third-trial drama highlighted another excitement, and at the end of the script, a lot of new outfits were drawn, all of which cost money to add.In the end, the money is not old or young.

Another reason why Troupe Leader Song didn't have the nerve to talk about it was that since the third trial or something was rehearsed, it would definitely have to be staged. The question is, can guests pay to watch this mess?

There will definitely be a loss at that time, and the loss of this part of the money naturally cannot be borne by their Sanxi team.

"My son, if you really want to ask Sanxi Troupe to rehearse this play, the villain will tell you the truth, at least two hundred and sixty taels."

Leader Song himself lowered 40 taels, but he didn't want to close the deal, but instead gave the banner man in front of him a step up in disguise.

"Master, let's go, it's too expensive."

Not to mention two hundred and 60 taels, it is 26 taels, Yang Zhi is not willing, who knows what kind of madness the young master is going through today, and what kind of drama he is going to arrange.
On the other side, the young master lowered his legs, tapped the table lightly, and walked forward, asking the class leader: "Is there any discussion?"

Leader Song shook his head, thinking in his heart that the Bannerman's son's family must not be very expensive, so he probably won't be able to get the money, so it's better to leave quickly, so as not to delay his busy work.

I don't want to, but the banner man in front of me stood up, and then said: "Two hundred and sixty taels is two hundred and sixty taels, you wait, I will bring the money tomorrow, and then you can rehearse for me." , I will not treat you badly."

After finishing speaking, Jia Liu picked up his masterpiece, turned around and left Juchunlou.

Seeing this, Yang Zhi hurriedly followed, but chattered endlessly along the way.

"Young master, let's not queue up, two hundred and sixty taels, where can I get this money?"

"Young master, there is nothing valuable in the house that has been sold, and you have already secretly sold anything that can be sold."

"Master, Master, wait for me, wait for me!"

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What Yang Zhi said, Jia Liu didn't listen to a word, his mind would be full of money.

Two hundred and 60 taels is actually still expensive, but it is worth the money. Thinking of the high return after the old lady is happy, Jia Liu has to put this investment into practice.

How to implement the law?
It is no problem to borrow 200 taels from the bank for Captain Yunqi and the identity of the bannerman, the big deal is that the interest rate will be high.If the bank didn't borrow money, Jia Liu would still have another way to do it, that is, to steal some of the few dozen acres of land deeds left after the family was wiped out by his father as collateral.

Anyway, no matter what, this money must be found a way to get together.

As for the price, at worst, Jia Daquan beats him up again.

Taking a step back, after Jia Daquan's death, all the things in the Jia family belonged to him, Jia Liu, and now it's just overdrawn in advance, so it's no big deal.

All the way, it really is like an arrow to return to one's heart (to steal one's heart like an arrow).

Jia's family is a member of the Han army banner, so they live in Mancheng, which is the inner city of the Ming Dynasty.

After the founding of the Qing Dynasty, the inner city of Beijing was transformed into a full city. Except for banner people and officials, Han people from the outer city were not allowed to enter.If they are found, they will be decapitated, or they will be exiled to Ninggu Pagoda or the bitter cold place in the northwest.

The Jia family belongs to the Zhenglan Banner of the Han Army, so like the Zhenglan Banner of Manchuria and Zhenglan Banner of Mongolia, they live in the area inside Chongwenmen.

Because Jia Taibao, the old man of the Jia family, was an important minister in the court, the Jia family's courtyard is actually in a good geographical environment. It is close to Xiliu Hutong in Zhenglan Banner, Manchuria.

After entering the alley and at the door of the house, Yang Zhi was still trying to persuade the young master not to do stupid things, which made Jia Liuting's head big, and he glared at Yang Zhi angrily and said: "If you don't tell the old guy, he drinks too much every day. How would you know if you're so drunk?"

"But,"

"Nothing but!"

Jia Liu clasped his hands behind his back, looked at the only servant of the Jia family, and said earnestly, "Shuan Zhu, you should take a long-term view. Now that I am the young master, what about the future?"

Shuan Zhu is Yang Zhi's nickname.

"In the future? Of course the young master is the master."

Jia Liu was very satisfied with Yang Zhi's answer. Just as he was about to point out the nature and importance of the master, there were suddenly hurried footsteps in the yard, and then the closed courtyard door was opened, and a chubby old man looked anxious. Panic appeared in Jia Liu's line of sight.

The old man is his father, Jia Daquan.

Before Jia Liu could ask his father what he was doing in a hurry, his father grabbed his good son and pulled him out of the alley without any explanation.

This confused Jia Liu, and while breaking free from Jia Daquan, he said angrily: "Old guy, what are you pulling me for?"

"Follow Dad to the Dutong Yamen!"

Jia Daquan, who has been fighting with his precious son for several years and fainted several times, this time he scolded "little bastard" without opening his mouth, and then slapped him twice. He seemed to drag his son and ran out of the alley.

"What are you doing at the Dutong Yamen? I won't go. I have other things to do. You have to go on your own."

Jia Liu didn't want to miss the great opportunity to rummage through Jia Daquan's room, and tried his best to get rid of this crooked "upper beam".

The bad habits of the previous life are not only related to the current environment where the children of bannermen only know how to enjoy themselves, but also have something to do with this unrighteous old man.

"There's something wrong with you kid! Don't be stubborn, something big has happened, hurry up and go with dad, it's over if it's too late!"

Although Jia Daquan was fat, his body had already been corroded by alcohol, and he was already out of breath after running such a short distance.

"What happened?"

Jia Liu realized that something might really happen, otherwise Jia Daquan, who would not be able to help the oil pot down, would not be so anxious and panicked.

"The Dutong Yamen has listed our family on the flag list. If you don't go to the Yamen with Dad to make trouble, tomorrow we will be Han Chinese in the countryside!"

Jia Daquan anxiously picked up the iron plate of the hereditary Yunqi Captain in his hand and slapped it on the forehead, "My Jia family is a descendant of heroes, the old lady has made great contributions to the Qing Dynasty, your father, your father, and I have also contributed to the Qing Dynasty. Blood, how could they treat our Jia family like this!"

The voice was so sad that it was almost crying.

"Bah!"

The birdcage in Jia Liu's hand fell to the ground with a bang amidst the reverberation of his father's voice.

What the hell?
It was agreed that the Eight Banners disciples will retire with the country!
　Due to Sunday holidays, the book will not be signed until tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)