Unlimited supplies: Bringing space to the supermarket to keep the right minister

Chapter 312 Holidays
When Zhuang Meiying finished singing, Yu Xiaolian applauded her without hesitation.

"You have nothing to do and practice more. I plan to open a band in the next year, and then you will move to the band."

After Yu Xiaolian finished speaking to Zhuang Meiying, she turned to Sun Mancang and said, "Write down her name!"

Sun Mancang has now learned a lot of characters with his younger brothers, and he can still remember simple personal names.

By the time Yu Xiaolian had screened all the forty-four girls, it was already noon.

Fortunately, the hard work was not in vain. Among the forty-four people, twenty had potential.

Yu Xiaolian planned to focus on training these twenty people, and as for the rest, Yu Xiaolian assigned them to work.

Ten people went to work in the rouge workshop, ten people went to learn how to make clothes with the embroiderer, and the remaining four stayed in the yard to help Mrs. Gao with some chores.

In the twelfth lunar month, Zhao Zhiqun finally returned to Los Angeles from the capital.

Musical instruments are cheaper than Yu Xiaolian imagined. The two thousand taels that Yu Xiaolian gave were not spent, and there were more than three hundred taels left. Zhao Zhiqun insisted on returning them to Yu Xiaolian.

How could Yu Xiaolian want it? You can't use people for nothing, and besides, there are so many bodyguards in the bodyguard bureau, and they are still waiting for Zhao Zhiqun to give them monthly money.

Under Yu Xiaolian's repeated insistence, the remaining three hundred taels were used as dart fees.

If you have a musical instrument, you must have a musician, so Yu Xiaolian spent a lot of money to find a musician who understands musical instruments.

This musician is still relatively well-known in Yuzhou opera circles, and was poached by Yu Xiaolian from other opera troupes with a high salary.

It stands to reason that the opera troupe would never release a slightly famous musician. It so happened that in that opera troupe, there were two famous musicians, and the two musicians had been at odds for many years. As for Maimang, the two would fight if they disagreed.

The leader of the class has been troubled by this matter for many years, but both of them have their own talents, and he is reluctant to do without that.

The reason why Yu Xiaolian was able to dig one up was because Zhao Zhijie from Yaxing made peace with him, and the opera troupe leader agreed to give up one.

This musician is called Song Qingrui, he is not too old, he is only [-] years old this year, but he is a real music idiot.

After Yu Xiaolian dug Song Qingrui back, she hung out with Song Qingrui all day long. She sang modern songs to Song Qingrui and asked him to help compose and modify them.

Song Qingrui originally had a lot of resentment towards the old troupe leader who sold him because he didn't know the real treasure, but after discussing opera with Yu Xiaolian these few days, he was thankful in his heart that he was the one who was sold.

These songs sung by the new club were something he had never been exposed to before. Not to mention the excellent lyrics, the tune was something he had never heard before.

Song Qingrui sighed in his heart, this new club is worthy of being a talented woman, the host writes lyrics, he composes music, and when the band opens, it will definitely cause a sensation in the opera circle.

Such a good lyrics, of course, must be accompanied by the best music, he needs to work harder and earnestly.

What Yu Xiaolian chose was not popular songs, but songs with strong ancient charm. The first song she taught those female apprentices was "Slow Voice".

This is a song that Yu Xiaolian likes very much. This song is not only beautiful, but the lyrics are also beautifully written. The fusion of Peking Opera and pop music has a special taste. The songs are on a loop.

Blue bricks, white horses, mountain flowers and banana leaves, raindrops on the eaves, and smoke from cooking.The catchy melody and the ancient harmony of Yuqing opera make this song delicate and open.

And when this song is sung by Zhuang Meiying in an opera accent, it is even more heart-pounding and has a long aftertaste.

When Yu Xiaolian heard Zhuang Meiying sing, she suddenly felt ashamed of herself. She sang purely, but Zhuang Meiying was able to use her unique voice to tell people a beautiful and sad story.

Every song and tune is full of twists and turns to express emotions.

Yu Xiaolian thought that she couldn't achieve that artistic conception.

In the twinkling of an eye, it was the tenth day of the twelfth lunar month, and all the academies were on holiday. Yu Xiaolian took Sun Hu and his little fellows back to Taohua Village in a carriage driven by Sun Mancang.

The snow on the road has been compacted, and except for some places that are too smooth, causing the horseshoes to slip occasionally, the rest of the road is still easy to walk.

Sun Wuye's house was built next to Yu Changhe's house. Sun Manzhi and the little fellows got out of the carriage and ran wildly home.

"Wow, the snow in the village is so thick, shall we come out and make a snowman later?" Sun Manzhi shouted.

Sun Hu replied from a distance, "Okay, I'll go find you after lunch!"

After Sun Hu finished speaking, he turned to Yu Xiaolian and said, "Miss Xiaolian, I'm going home!"

Yu Xiaolian agreed, "Go back, run slowly, the road is slippery, don't fall!"

"Understood!" Sun Hu agreed, while running in the direction of the Sun family.

Sun Mancang drove the carriage into the yard, and Yu Xiaolian jumped out of the carriage, "Brother Mancang, you unloaded the carriage, you can go home!
I'll call you again when I use the carriage! "

Sun Mancang responded, "Did you go back to the city the first year?"

Shouldn't they stay at home for the New Year?
Yu Xiaolian said, "Not necessarily!
However, even if I don't go back, you still have to go, Man Jiaozi and the others, you have to bring them back. "

Sun Mancang groaned and said, "I know!"

"Just bring them back on the [-]th of the twelfth lunar month. Don't forget there are two sisters, Zhao Erya." Yu Xiaolian decided to close the shops and workshops on the [-]th of the twelfth lunar month and have a holiday for the New Year.

Yu Xiaolian just got into the warm living room, took off her thick padded jacket, and sat by the stove to warm up, when she saw Yu Ziqian and Yu Zixuan running over, each hugging her thigh.

"Sister, I miss you so much!" Yu Zixuan said in a childish voice.

Yu Xiaolian pinched Yu Zixuan's face, "Yo, where did you miss me?"

"My heart is thinking, Xuan'er is thinking of my sister!" Yu Zixuan's soft baby voice is so adorable, Yu Xiaolian has no resistance to this kind of milk doll.

"Then sister hug, okay?"

When Yu Zixuan heard that Yu Xiaolian was going to hug her, she stretched out her two little arms very cooperatively.

When Yu Xiaolian hugged Yu Zixuan to her lap, she saw Yu Zixuan poking her head out, and said fiercely to Yu Ziqian, "Sister, hug me first, you lost, and you will be an honest younger brother in the future, do you hear me? "

"You are lying...you...wow...I don't want to be your brother, wow...you bad sister.

You're bad silver, bad silver...

Eldest sister... hug me...? "Yu Ziqian pointed at Yu Zixuan with his chubby finger, weeping aggrievedly.

Yu Xiaolian could only understand half of Yu Ziqian's babble.

(End of this chapter)