Famous Doctor Woman

Chapter 201 The Second Brother Returns (1)
Sure enough, as Mo Yan expected, Miss Zhang is a straightforward person with a lot of courage. Since she decided to run a good theater troupe, she immediately resigned from her job in Yinlou and wandered around the north of the city every day, looking for suitable candidates.

The script of Da Yue's story is limited, and there are not many people in the troupe, and sometimes one person has to play several roles at the same time.But Mo Yan is different here, she needs many people to come out at the same time, and turn some of the lines into a rap mode.

After Ms. Zhang knew about it, she was very appreciative, especially for some crying scenes. If the actors on the stage really entered the role, it would be difficult to sing while crying. With the accompaniment of some sad songs, it is easier for the audience to resonate and empathize.

That being the case, the selection of actors can be less strict. Mo Yan's troupe does not pay attention to singing skills, but acting talent, because the audience will be drawn into it by the suspenseful plot, and there is an interesting part in it, which is to guess the murderer .

The most dilapidated place in Kyoto in the north of Dayue City, and the east of the city are simply two worlds.The northern part of the city is mostly slums, where people of all ages live. There are often people with teeth haunting them. To see whose family can't live on, they throw away some money, take away their children, train them for a few days, and sell them to various houses.

Mo Yan left some silver. She had a yard with three entrances in the west of the city. After buying it, only three servants were left to clean and tidy up the yard. Mo Yan asked Miss Zhang to move in with her fiancé, a sick scholar. , and found a woman in her fifties to take care of the scholar, serving meals and making soup and medicine. Miss Zhang saw that her fiancé was being taken care of, and she was even more grateful to Mo Yan in her heart, and she was more concerned about the formation of the theater troupe.Due to the flood in the south, a large number of refugees flooded into Kyoto. These refugees are old, weak, sick, and disabled. Some of them have no choice but want to sell themselves. They wait in the market in the north every day, hoping that kind people can take them in.

Miss Zhang understands that the theater troupe is not a charity hall. Although she sympathizes with these people's suffering, she cannot accept people without any foundation.After waiting for a few days in the north of the city, the harvest was not small. A total of nearly 50 people were selected, including men, women and children, most of them were refugees from the south, and their wealth was clean.

All these people are willing to sign the death contract. Originally, the family is also a farmer's family. Now that they have no land, how can they live?It's better to find a safe host, and it's okay to give money or not, as long as you can eat enough. From the south to the capital, I have suffered too much along the way. These people are really hungry and afraid.

To Mo Yan's relief, these people included a small opera troupe, including trumpeters, drummers, and piano players, as well as a few Xiaodans who could sing operas.Originally, they had skills, so they wouldn't end up in such a miserable situation. These people had no money when they first arrived in the capital, so they chose to sing operas in the poorest part of the city. Everyone can't afford to eat, so how can they have any extra coins to reward?

They couldn't enter high-end teahouses and restaurants. On the way to Beijing, they lost the few sets of costumes they had, and they couldn't afford the rouge and gouache for their costumes. After singing for a month, the copper coins they got were only enough to eat rough black steamed buns.

The original cast leader was a middle-aged man in his 40s. His surname was Hu. He looked more refined, literate, and ambitious. I can't buy it, so I can only go to the surrounding villages and sing some old-fashioned plays.

After signing the death contract, these people are Mo Yan's servants.Mo Yan showed her playbook to the original troupe master, and promoted him to be the deputy troupe master. After all, it was because she was an old-fashioned opera singer and had more experience than Miss Zhang.

After Mr. Hu read the script, he was so excited that he burst into tears. Mo Yan went to see the situation the next day. When Mr. Hu saw her, he immediately knelt down and cried bitterly, saying that he was lucky. If you have such an opportunity, you must do well.

Miss Zhang and Team Leader Hu were very serious and divided these refugees into small teams. Here, Mo Yan was also willing to pay, and entrusted a well-known tailor shop to make costumes. After everyone discussed, they decided to open "The Strange Case of Two Phoenixes" first.

From the beginning of the first day of the Lunar New Year to the fifteenth day of the new year, it will be divided into fifteen and come back to sing.If you can't become a fat man with one bite, everyone will start with the first rehearsal.Most of them could not read. Every night, Team Leader Hu would call these people into an empty room and teach them some tricks. Everyone knew the outline of the plot and recited the lines together in an orderly manner.

The formation of the troupe was faster than Mo Yan expected, but the cost was like running water, costumes, oil paint for face painting, rouge and gouache, jewelry, shoes and socks, and various musical instruments for the soundtrack, all kinds, 1000 The taels of silver soon bottomed out.

The north wind is piercing, and there are tiny snowflakes floating in the sky. It is the 25th of the twelfth lunar month, and the atmosphere of the New Year is getting stronger and stronger.In the surrounding farmers' families, there are many customs, such as making bean buns, cleaning the house, making tofu, etc., but the officials in Kyoto are not so particular about it, but there are more parties suddenly before years ago.

The emperor has stopped the morning court, and the officials have also started to follow Xiumu.Mo Zhongchen didn't have to go to court in the morning, so he rarely had a rest. He wandered around the mansion every day, pulling his family to talk, as if he wanted to finish talking about all these years of experience.

The only person in the family who doesn’t dislike Mo Zhongchen’s gossip is Mo Yan’s grandma. After talking about so many years of experience, and talking about Mo Zhongchen’s childhood, Mo Yan was lucky enough to hear some of it, and suddenly felt that it makes sense to look old at the age of three , Dad had a plan when he was a child, and he often fooled the children of the same age in the village and tricked them into eating some meat buns.

"The new year is here, the new year is here, the girl wants flowers, the boy wants guns. The old man wants a new felt hat, and the old lady wants a big sticky rice cake."

Mo Yu held a small hand stove in both hands, hummed a little tune, and stood under the veranda watching the snow.Yingchuan is in the south of Dayue, and the wind is cool in winter, and it rarely snows. Before Mo Yu, he only knew that snowflakes were white.

"Cousin, the ditty you hum is very joyful."

Mo Yan stood at the door, took a deep breath, and looked at the white mist coming out of his mouth.She rubbed her hands. This year is different from previous years. It is colder in Kyoto. The snowflakes did not melt on the ground. It snowed lightly last night and did not stop in the morning.

Early in the morning, Mo Yu screamed immediately after getting up, put on the padded jacket, didn't have time to wash up, and went for a wild run in the yard first, seeing the footprints left by her, she felt a sense of accomplishment, and her eyes kept squinting.

"Yes, that's Yingchuan's ditty."

Mo Yu came back to her senses happily. The red jacket set off her fair complexion. She looked very bright, her big eyes were bright and energetic, "It's great to celebrate the New Year in Kyoto. I can see snowflakes. Yanyan, you said the ground is white snow , there are red lanterns hanging on the porch, isn’t it beautiful?”

(End of this chapter)