Qiankun Storyteller

Chapter 39
"it is good!"

"Mr. Su is a genius!"

"Yang Zhi sells knives, that's great!"

Amidst a burst of applause, Su Wen stood up, bid farewell to the crowd, returned to the backstage, packed up his things, and prepared to leave.

Now his shows are all scheduled in the evening, which still occupies the big show. After he finished talking about this big show, the rest is the last small show, so there is nothing busy. Just pack up and go home after the show, and you can even go home early leave.

"Ask brother!"

Su Wen had just packed up his things when he saw Meng Shi walking over with a serious and dignified expression, as if he had encountered something.

"Ok?"

Su Wen frowned, and stood up: "Shopkeeper, is there something wrong?"

"Ok!"

Meng Shi nodded, looked around again, and said, "Follow me!"

After finishing speaking, he led Su Wen to the private room on the second floor.

"..."

Su Wen frowned slightly, but didn't ask any further questions, and followed Meng Shi up to the second floor.

When I came to the second floor and walked into the private room, I saw a person sitting in the middle and waiting.

It was a man in a long gown, about the same age as Meng Shi, but his face was pale and beardless, and he looked a little feminine.

"Boss Mei!"

"Treasurer Meng!"

Meng Shi stepped forward to greet him, and the man got up to return the greeting.

After being polite, the two turned their gazes to Su Wen.

Meng Shi turned around and introduced: "Brother, let me introduce you. This is the boss Mei Fang Ting Mei from the Meiyuan Opera Troupe."

After finishing speaking, he turned to Mei Fangting again: "Fang Ting, this is Mr. Mo's disciple, Su..."

"Su asked Mr. Su!"

Mei Fangting smiled slightly, and jokingly said to Meng Shi: "I am also a frequent visitor to your bookstore, don't you recognize the famous talents in our Goulan?"

After finishing speaking, he bowed his hands to Su Wen: "Mr. Su, today's Yang Zhi selling knives is really wonderful."

Su Wen returned the courtesy and said, "Boss Mei is absurd!"

Mei Fangting chuckled and said, "Mr. Su is too modest. I always tell the truth and never lie. Shopkeeper Meng can testify to me!"

Hearing this, Meng Shi also smiled: "Indeed, Boss Mei seldom speaks, and he never lies."

"Ha ha!"

"..."

Seeing the two people chatting happily, although Su Wen's face was calm, doubts still arose in his heart.

Looking at Meng Shi's solemn and serious expression just now, he thought that there was another villain like Zhou Dahai and Ma Chengshan, and he was thinking about calling someone to deal with it, but as soon as the scene changed, Meng Shi talked to this Boss Mei. Laughed.

What's the situation?
Su asked puzzled.

Meng Shi also seemed to be aware of Su Wen's thoughts, and soon stopped talking and laughing with Mei Fangting, turned around and explained to Su Wen: "Brother Wen, Boss Mei came to the door this time for our Goulan Wasi , about the Obon festival."

"The Obon Festival?"

Su asked, and suddenly realized: "July [-]th, Obon Festival?"

"Not bad!"

Meng Shi nodded, his tone suddenly became a little heavy, and he repeated what he said just now: "July [-]th, Obon Festival!"

"This……"

Seeing Meng Shi's reaction, Su Wen frowned slightly, and asked, "What's so special about this Obon Festival?"

"special?"

Meng Shi shook his head, said with a wry smile: "July [-]th, Yu Lan Basin Festival, the day of the Ghost Festival, the gate of hell is wide open!"

"The door to hell is wide open?"

Su Wen stared at Meng Shi and Mei Fangting: "What does the shopkeeper mean...?"

"Brother, you just joined our business. There are some things and some rules that Mr. Mo may not have explained to you clearly before his death."

Meng Shi sighed, and said: "We have a custom in Anping County, a rule, every year during the Mid-Yuan Festival, July [-]th, and the Yulan Basin Festival, all opera troupes, bookstores, and Quyuan in Goulan will have entertainers. , set up a big stage, and each family takes turns to perform on the stage, all kinds of folk arts are indispensable, from the thirteenth to the fifteenth, for three consecutive days, day and night!"

Hearing this, Su Wen was also a little surprised: "Three days in a row, day and night?"

Meng Shi nodded: "That's right, so all our theater troupes, bookstores, and Quyuan must be together to gather enough people to finish the Obon Festival."

"..."

Su Wen fell into silence, and asked aloud after a while: "Isn't there an express law in the government that night curfew prevents people from going out? Who is this Obon Festival opera for?"

"On the three days of the Obon Festival, the government will cancel the night ban."

This time, it was Mei Fangting who spoke out for Su Wen and explained: "We Goulan set up a platform for the Yulan Basin Festival, which is actually an order from the government. The county even organized a fundraising event for this matter, and many nobles came out money."

"so……"

Meng Shi continued: "This stage has to be set up, and this play has to be sung!"

"Understood!"

Su Wen nodded, looked at Meng Shi and Mei Fangting, and asked, "Shopkeeper, the Obon Festival scene is probably not just for people to watch."

"This……"

Meng Shi looked hesitant, not knowing how to tell Su Wen about this matter.

On the contrary, Mei Fangting from the side said neatly: "Mr. Su, if this playlist is shown to others, do you think those masters in the government and those nobles from various families will be so caring?"

This is as if it means something.

No, it is already obvious.

"Understood!"

Su Wen nodded, then turned to Meng Shi, and asked, "Shopkeeper, are there really ghosts and gods in this world?"

"I do not know either."

Meng Shi shook his head, sighed and said: "But the government ordered, and all parties worked together to make this happen, there must be a reason for it, so... it is better to believe that there is something, than not believe that there is nothing."

Mei Fangting also said in a deep voice: "Yes, this kind of thing is better to be believed than not to be believed!"

"Understood!"

Su asked clearly, and looked at Mei Fangting: "Boss Mei is here today to discuss with the shopkeeper. Is it the one who decides who will be on stage?"

"Not bad!"

Mei Fangting nodded, and said, "Mr. Su, you should understand your shopkeeper's temper. There are some things he can't tell you. I can only be the villain."

"Fang Ting..."

"Hey!"

Meng Shi wanted to speak, but was suppressed by Mei Fangting, who raised his hand and said with a light smile, "This Mr. Su is a man of righteousness. If you take responsibility for it all, you will make him fall into injustice. Mr. Su, I am quite right. right?"

Su Wen cupped his hands: "Boss Mei, please advise!"

"Don't dare."

Mei Fangting shook his head and said, "Mr. Su, you have just entered the industry and your qualifications are still relatively low. Logically speaking, you don't need to be on the big stage of the Obon Festival, but you are well aware of your current reputation. I don't know how many people I like your book well, and your reputation has spread to the nobles above, so this time, the manager of the Feiyun Gang specially named you at the Goulan meeting, and asked you to be on the stage, and you must be ranked fifteenth. The night show, there must be no mistakes!"

"I see!"

Su Wen understood the cause and effect clearly, his expression didn't change much, he turned to Meng Shi, and said calmly: "Don't be embarrassed by the shopkeeper, since Su Wen's name is called, it's Su Wen's business, on July [-]th, come to the stage and talk to him Come back."

(End of this chapter)