Shen Ying and a group of village elders were waiting at the entrance of the village, and after waiting for half a day they finally saw someone coming.
Shen Ying stepped forward and asked enthusiastically, "Is it the Rong family opera troupe?"
"That's right, I'm the owner of the Rong family opera troupe, Rong Laosi, also known as the Fourth Master. This must be the village chief." Rong Laosi looked at Shen Ying and saw that although what they were wearing was not made of the best material, their clothes had no patches, which showed that their family was well off. The other villagers were about the same, and it seemed that this village was indeed wealthy.
The smile on Rong Laosi's face deepened a lot.
Shen Yinggang hurriedly pushed Liu Guangyao out and introduced him, "This is our village chief. We have notified other villages of the grand opera in Shenjia Village. The stage has been set up for you. Do you want to go and take a look?"
Rong Laosi didn't expect that even the village chief would come to pick them up. He felt very proud and walked beside Shen Ying in a good mood, asking this and that, wishing he could uncover all the secrets of Shenjiazhuang.
Not to mention the old men in Shenjiazhuang frowned, even Liu Guangyao was a little suspicious.
I couldn't help but mutter beside Shen Ying, "Is this troupe you found reliable? Why does it look weird?"
"This was found with the help of Mr. Ma. We only have this one in Zhaohua County. Do you think it is reliable?" Shen Ying asked back.
Liu Guangyao fell silent for a moment and continued to act like a village chief.
The group came to the wasteland on the mountain behind the village. At this time, a high platform rose from the ground. The broken stones on the wasteland were also cleaned up, and rows of long benches were placed. It looked like the platform could seat hundreds of people.
Fourth Master Rong was immediately delighted. "Not bad, not bad. I didn't expect the village chief to be able to make such a big scene. Since you are so sincere, we must also perform well. Tonight I will let them show their best skills and put on a good show for everyone."
Liu Guangyao felt less resentful after hearing this. "Then I'll trouble you, Mr. Rong. If your performance is good, we can invite you to stay for a few more days."
Rong Laosi's eyes lit up; this was exactly the result he wanted.
The troupe was settled in the village courtyard.
As soon as Rong Laosi and his group entered, they asked disappointedly, "Didn't you say you were making strawberry jam here? Where's the stuff?"
The villagers said as a matter of course: "All the strawberries have been picked and the jam has been sold, so what are we saving?"
Rong Laosi was disappointed.
After the villagers left, the couple searched the entire yard and even opened the locked doors. Unfortunately, they found some large farm tools and pots inside that were of no value and could not be taken away. This made the couple very angry.
He didn't have a good face when facing his subordinates.
Little Twelve was young and not good at doing things, so he became their punching bag and got beaten.
Chunqin felt sad when she heard this outside, so she said to Chunxiang, "Can you please ask for mercy for Xiao Twelve?"
Chunxiang refused decisively, "Chunqin, when did you become so kind-hearted? Haven't we suffered enough at the hands of the Fourth Master and his wife? Why don't you learn your lesson? You'd better pack up quickly and prepare to go on stage tonight, so that there won't be any trouble with Little Twelve."
After all, they are all cash cows. Unless Rong Lao Si and Qiu are crazy, there is no way they would hurt anyone.
Chunqin went out uncomfortably.
Dong Feng, who had been silent at the side, slowly said at this time: "Chun Xiang, you should be more alert. Chun Qin has been keeping an eye on your position. If she plots against you, you will end up in a brothel."
To put it bluntly, these people were all selected from brothels. Those who can sing are Rong Laosi's treasures and don't have to go back to entertain customers. Once they are no longer valuable, Rong Laosi will send them back without hesitation and squeeze out their last value.
Chunxiang's face turned pale, and she pursed her lips and nodded, "I understand."
After they finished cleaning up, they started rehearsing.
During this time, He brought a few village women to deliver food. The staple food was large steamed buns, with vegetables and meat.
When Qiu saw the food, she smiled so hard that her teeth were showing.
Seeing He and the others putting the food into the house, Qiu felt like she was being scratched by a cat. She wanted to go in and have a big meal right away, but she had to pretend to be serving the food and wait for them to leave.
It was the first time for He and his friends to watch a big show. The girls in the yard were so beautiful with their long sleeves swaying in the wind that they could not take their eyes away. They all stayed there and refused to leave, as if they had never seen the world before.
After much persuasion, Qiu finally coaxed them away and closed the door.
"Bah! You fool who has never seen the world is only delaying my important work!" Mrs. Qiu went to the kitchen, cursing.
She waited until she and Rong Laosi were full before distributing the food to others.
Chunxiang took the food and distributed it to everyone. Her face was not very good. "There are only three steamed buns and some vegetables left. Everyone, just eat what you can."
"There are nine of us, and only three steamed buns and vegetables, how can we share them?" Chunqin's face darkened, and she looked at Chunxiang suspiciously, "Sister Chunxiang, you didn't steal some!"
Chunxiang's expression changed instantly. Facing everyone's suspicious eyes, she stepped forward and opened the door completely. "If you have any doubts, let's go and confront the Fourth Master and the Auntie and see if I, Chunxiang, have secretly eaten a vegetable behind your back."
Seeing her being so frank, others lowered their heads in embarrassment.
Chunqin immediately put on an apologetic smile and said, "Sister Chunxiang, I just said that casually, don't take it seriously. The main thing is that there is really too little food. We still have to sing opera tonight, and this little food is not enough!"
Singing opera is also a physical job. Not to mention the emotions involved, sometimes you have to make some big movements, which is really tiring.
Chunxiang divided the food into nine portions with a stern face, and almost everyone finished it in one bite.
"Let's eat first, and then see if we can get something to eat after the show." Chunxiang said depressedly.
Chunqin was not happy, "Sister Chunxiang, what can we do with just these two bites? I feel dizzy just walking, what's the point of singing?"
Just then, He came with some people to inquire about the time to go on stage. After hearing Chunqin's words, he rushed in and asked, "What's the matter? The food we prepared is not enough for you?"
Mrs. Xu was confused. "That's not right! We prepared a large steamed bun for each person, and there are also meat and vegetables, each for one person. Do you have such a big appetite?"
"No, no, no," Chunxiang was about to explain.
Chunqin said pitifully, "We don't eat much, but when we got it, there was only the steamed bun left, and no meat. Auntie, can you please be kind and give us a little more food?"
When Xu saw the things on the table, she glanced at Chunqin and the others, and felt pity for them. "Okay! Just wait, I'll get it for you."
Everyone was surprised, except Chunxiang who was not very happy.
Soon, Xu came over with a lot of food, and was stopped by Qiu.
"Big sister, what good things have you given us again?" Qiu was about to take it, but was avoided by Xu.
"We have prepared food for the children so that they won't lose interest in singing. I won't bother you with help. We will watch them eat before we go back." Mrs. Xu's attitude was cold. (End of this chapter)
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