Happy Little Scholar

The brothels are places where people gather and disperse easily. Many of those who tell stories, sing songs, and perform various skills are artists who travel across states and prefectures. If the place where they are can support their lives, they can settle down for a long time. If they cannot attract enough customers, they will naturally look for another place to make a living.

Even if they perform on stage in the same brothel, it is possible that they will never meet again in their lives after a certain separation. Xiaozhu and Wanruoqing were born in Qing'an Prefecture. Although they will not leave here, they will have a harder time in the future if they leave this group.

"If you can't attract customers, then think of a way. What if there are still no customers in the next place?" Li Yi shook his head. These people only know how to escape when they encounter problems. If escaping can solve the problem, they would not be so miserable now.

"Then go to the next place." The girl lay on the wall, looking at Li Yi, and said as a matter of course.

Running around to perform for a living is the current situation of this industry. A story or a play, if performed more times in the same place, the customers will naturally become fewer and fewer. At this time, it is necessary to change to a place where no one has heard or seen these things.

Grandpa Sun can tell the story of "Painted Skin" for a few days in each place, and when the people there are tired of listening, he will leave for the next place, which is much better than staying here all the time.

"Without ideals, pursuits, and no customers, won't you think of ways to attract customers?" Li Yi was a little disappointed. The entertainment industry in this world is still in a very primitive stage. Just a little bit of novelty can attract these ancient people who have not seen much of the world.

"Do you think it's easy to attract customers!" The girl rolled her eyes at him. Even if she could invite people, most of them would not give rewards. Sometimes, she could not receive a few copper coins in a day.

"You don't understand even if I tell you. Go, go, call your sister Ruoqing over." It is not so easy to communicate with this little girl who is not very smart. Li Yi waved his hand and said.

"If you want to see Sister Ruoqing, just say it directly. Why are you making excuses..." She glanced at Li Yi and climbed down the wall again.

"Sister Ruoqing, Master Li wants to see you..."

Wan Ruoqing was in her room thinking about how she should live with Yuzhu in the city in the future, when she heard the girl's shouting outside the door.

She didn't take the girl's nonsense to heart, but she was afraid that he was looking for her for something, so she got up and walked out.

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"Stage play?" In the yard, Wan Ruoqing looked at Li Yi, her pretty face full of confusion, "What is a stage play?"

"Stage play is... forget it, it's not important." Li Yi knew that there was no stage play in this world, and it was troublesome to explain it to her, so he said: "You can understand it as a variety show that is often performed in the brothel, but it is different. There is no need to compose a singing segment, and the language is straightforward and easy to understand. You only need to make a slight change based on the story book. I will use "Painted Skin" as an example..."

Listening to his description, Wan Ruoqing's face gradually showed a look of realization.

Unlike any other drama, the story is restored as realistically as possible. Although it is very different from the current mainstream, it is simpler and easier to do, and it is worth a try.

The girl stood behind Wan Ruoqing, listening to Li Yi's description just now. After imagining it in her mind, she couldn't help but feel a little cold.

She was scared enough just listening to Grandpa Sun telling stories. If all the doors and windows were closed, the room was pitch black, and "Painted Skin" was performed on the stage, imagine the evil spirits baring their teeth and claws on the stage, wouldn't it be scary to death...

She quickly erased these images from her mind, rolled her eyes, and said, "But it's impossible to perform "Painted Skin" all the time. The guests will get bored after watching it too much."

Li Yi glanced at the little girl. She was so young, but she was so cunning. Saying this, she went back to the starting point and thought about those stories.

"I will provide you with the subsequent scripts and stories." After Li Yi spoke, the girl's face showed joy, but then he heard him say: "As for the profit distribution, we will discuss it after they all agree."

Originally, Li Yi did not plan to take out those stories, but if the old man and the others really left, the days to come would be much more boring.

Of course, the more important reason was because of Wan Ruoqing. From the mouth of this girl, he learned some of their current situations. After knowing each other for so long, Li Yi also had a general understanding of her personality. She seemed weak, but in fact she was independent and strong in her heart. If he helped her openly, she would most likely refuse. This kind of cooperation should not touch her self-esteem.

Wan Ruoqing looked at her, with a trace of gratitude in the depths of her eyes, and said: "If it weren't for helplessness, no one would be willing to leave, and they would definitely agree."

The matter was more urgent, Wan Ruoqing and Xiaozhu did not stay for long, and they had to discuss with them before giving Li Yi an answer.

When the two walked out of the store, three figures walked in.

"Miss, my husband said that we will buy a big house in the capital city in the future, so we won't go back to the village?" Xiaohuan was talking to Liu Ruyi, holding some things she had just bought from the street.

During these days living in the capital city, she really understood what a bustling and prosperous life was. She could see all kinds of people, and it was very convenient to buy things. Every day, she accompanied her husband to the brothel to listen to music and watch operas, which was much more interesting than the monotonous life in the village.

"What, don't you want to go back to the village?" Liu Ruyi looked at him and asked with a smile.

Xiaohuan thought for a while, shook his head and said, "Wherever the lady is, there is Xiaohuan."

No matter where she is, of course she will follow the young lady. However, if her uncle is in Fucheng, the young lady will naturally want to be with him...

While she was talking, as she walked into the door, two women came out of the shop.

The shop no longer sells Ruyilu for the time being, so it is naturally impossible for them to be customers, and the faces of the two are familiar. One is the girl who scared her last time, and the other is a friend of my uncle who often hangs out at the shop next door. Seen in the check box.

Liu Ruyi raised her head and looked at the woman who was walking towards her. The other woman seemed to be startled for a moment, and after a slight nod to her, she and the girl left from the side.

She remembered clearly that this woman must have come to her home once, and she seemed... to be a friend of her husband's husband.

Some simple thoughts flashed through my mind, but were quickly thrown out of my mind.

On the other side, when she and Wan Ruoqing were walking back to Goulan, the girl looked back a few times and couldn't help but said: "The one just now seems to be Mr. Li's wife, she is so beautiful..."

Then he seemed to have thought of something, and turned to look at Wan Ruoqing, and added: "Of course, sister Ruoqing is also very beautiful, not much worse than her, no, even more beautiful than Mr. Li's wife..."

Wan Ruoqing just smiled and didn't say anything. Although she didn't want to compare with his wife, she had to admit in her heart that the two of them were truly a good match for each other...

[Thanks to "撒ii" and "xXu" for the 10,000 rewards. 】