If I let you stay in Lingnan, how could you become the crown prince of the Tang Dynasty?

Chapter 32: Can rotten eggs be sold for money?
"The latest drama is on!"

"An unprecedented production with the strongest cast in history, various chieftains giving their best performances, and the King of Zhennan personally choreographing it!"

"The fantasy action romance tragedy "Yang Bailao and Huang Siren" is about to hit theaters, and the ticket price is only ten cents. All the elders and young men in the village, come and watch it!"

In the central square of Lingnan Yangcheng, many soldiers in armor formed a circle, forming a huge theater in the square.

On the stage in the middle, a group of chieftains had already put on their makeup and were standing behind the scenes, secretly looking outside and shivering.

"A lot of people..."

"Is there really anyone watching this show?"

"It's so embarrassing! I feel like I'm going to be socially ruined after this scene!"

"What is social death?"

"That's what the prince said. It's that... social death. To put it bluntly, it's a disgrace to death!"

"Yes, I can already feel my face getting hot. I'm a tribal chief, but I'm painting my face to look like a monkey's butt and acting in public..."

"Just be content. After all, you are playing a man, but I have to wear a skirt and pretend to be a woman!"

A group of chiefs looked outside with sad faces, full of anticipation in their hearts.

"It's better if no one comes in to see this!"

"That's right, no one would watch this kind of play!"

Outside the theater, many people from Lingnan were looking inside curiously.

However, almost no one bought tickets to come in.

After all, this kind of thing is still too advanced now, and ordinary people have never seen such a scene!

There are also slogans written by Li An himself.

What a super cast, unprecedented production,
They totally don't understand!

Li An, who was sitting behind the soldier, couldn't help but frown when he saw this situation.

At this time, a chief came over timidly.

"Your Majesty..."

"Ok?"

The chief took a look outside and said with a smile:
"Look, there doesn't seem to be many people coming to watch. Should we just cancel the performance?"

Before he could finish his words, a fat boy holding a candied haws walked in.

The boy had no idea what was going on inside. He just thought the soldiers outside holding paper tubes and shouting loudly were very lively, so he couldn't help but walk in out of curiosity.

Li An couldn't help but laugh.

He walked over and patted the little fat boy on the head:
"Boy, you really know how to appreciate!"

The fat boy blinked his eyes:

"What's going on here? Are there any monsters?"

"Of course, there are many more!"

When he heard that there were monsters in the play, the fat boy immediately ran happily to the first row of the audience and sat down.

"Look, there are already audiences here!"

The chief's face drooped instantly.
But there is still hope in my heart:

"But there is only one audience, Your Majesty!"

Li An glared:
"An audience member is also a breadwinner, so let's just keep performing!"

"..."

Seeing that the prince was angry, the chief had no choice but to return to the back of the stage in shame, holding his head between his legs.

Here, Li An couldn't help but frown as he looked at the empty theater where no one dared to enter.

It seems that my publicity strategy is not good enough!
He frowned and thought for a while, then suddenly walked up to the soldier who was holding the paper tube and was promoting the product, and snatched the tube from his hand.

The soldier was shouting loudly when the paper tube in his hand was suddenly taken away. He was stunned.

When he looked over, he found it was the prince. He quickly retracted the curse that was on the tip of his tongue.

"Your Highness..." Li An waved his hand, signaling the soldiers to go away.

Then he walked to the front with the paper tube, cleared his throat, and said loudly:
"The elders and fellow villagers of Lingnan, the young and old men, the brothers and sisters-in-law!"

Many people at the theater entrance were about to leave.
As soon as they saw the prince speaking in person, they immediately stood still and focused again.

"Today's show was performed by many chieftains themselves."

"In the past, you were all harmed by these tribal chieftains. How many children of the people were abducted by the chieftains? How many people's food was taken away by them?"

"Now that these chiefs have been captured by me and have surrendered to us, don't you want to see them perform on the stage for you?"

Upon hearing this, many people could no longer stand.

"I want to see!"

"Damn it! They've caused me so much trouble in the past. Today, I'm not only going to go in and take a look, I'm also going to throw stones at them to death!"

When Li An heard this, he quickly said:

"That won't do. If you kill these chiefs, who will perform for you in the future?"

After saying that, he changed the subject and said with a smile:

"Of course you can't throw stones, but you can throw two rotten eggs!"

"This king has granted permission to sell rotten eggs in the theater at a low price of one dollar each!"

When the people heard this, they thought that although they couldn't throw stones, throwing rotten eggs would also be a relief!
It would look pretty cool to have these chieftains who once brought disaster to the people of Lingnan during the Tang Dynasty covered in rotten egg liquid on the stage!
but……

It’s hot in Lingnan, and once the eggs go bad, no one will want them.

Now they are being sold by the prince for just one dollar each?
This is too dark!

"Your Majesty, can I use my own rotten eggs instead of buying eggs from the theater?"

"Of course not!"

Li An spoke in an official tone, with a long tone:
"If you bring eggs with you and throw them in the theater, it will be considered disrupting the order of the theater and insulting the actors. Not only will the tools used to commit the crime be confiscated, but you may also be fined!"

Several people who asked questions were dumbfounded when they heard this.

Two of them were silent for a moment, then gritted their teeth and said:

"One dollar each, that's one dollar each. I'm going to buy three and go in to smash these bastards to death!"

“I’ll buy two!”

Soon, a group of people who originally hated the Tusi tribe took out a dozen yuan and not only bought tickets, but also bought a few rotten eggs each.

Here, the chiefs behind the stage saw this and their faces instantly stretched even longer.

This prince is too mean.
Not only did he take all the bamboo shoots on the mountain,
Even all the bamboo shoots in Lingnan would not be enough for him to take away!
Let the people throw rotten eggs at them,

And the rotten eggs that no one wants can be sold for money!
Just one dollar each!
What a loss!
Soon, many people walked into the theater.

The originally empty theater was soon half full.

At this time, Li An saw that there were still many people who had not entered, and most of them were women, so he blinked:

"Aunties and sisters-in-law, do you want to see a heroic story that is worthy of praise and tears?"

"Ladies and girls, do you want to see a heart-wrenching love tragedy?"

"Dear audience, do you want to see a vivid wedding night?"

"Then come in and watch. This theater can satisfy all your needs!"

"A large-scale martial arts fantasy love tragedy action film, Yang Bailao and Huang Siren are about to start, and tickets are only ten cents!"

Hearing this, many people who were originally hesitant suddenly became excited.

There are heroic stories and love tragedies.

There are also vivid wedding candles...

What are you waiting for!
It’s just ten cents!
wow...

Many audiences suddenly poured into the theater entrance and ran towards the stage.

Soon, the auditorium was full of people.

When the many chiefs behind the stage saw this scene, they all collapsed to the ground!
(End of this chapter)