It seems that we have to play it safe this time. The appearance fee of the appraisers of Bi Bo Tian Hai Pavilion is not low. These masters are responsible for identifying the quality and authenticity of goods, which is an essential profession in coastal ports.
After returning to the inn where the fleet was stationed, Loran Hill and Ye Ling first washed up, then changed into fresh clothes and sat by the window to enjoy the cool air.
The sea breeze was a bit moist, and from the window on the third floor, you could see the lights in the harbor in the distance, as well as the bustling night scene on the street outside the hotel courtyard.
There are many caravans traveling to and fro on the Pearl Islands, and it is very noisy even at night. Many shops will not even close all night, and there will be people on duty and coming in and out all night long.
Towards evening, Loran Hill could hear the sounds of gongs and drums, as well as singing and playing music coming from afar. Compared to remote towns and villages, the entertainment industry here was also very developed.
"Do you want to go see some opera?" Loran Hill suddenly became interested. The last time he saw such a performance was when he was recuperating in Ningzi Zhaoye Palace.
"Opera, well, since Sister Luo Lan wants to go, then I might as well go with her." It can be seen that if Luo Lan hadn't mentioned it, the little guy Ye Ling really didn't want to go at all.
"What's wrong? Why are you so uninterested?" Loran Hill asked Ye Ling, who was teasing Dai Ju, with great interest.
"Because I heard about it a lot when I was a kid. My grandparents often took me there at that time, but I didn't understand it. I just thought it was interesting that they were wearing colorful clothes and jumping around. But after watching it for a long time, I gradually got bored. Later, I found various excuses not to go and hid somewhere else to play." Ye Ling put down the food in his hand and gave it to the chubby Dai Ju, then jumped to Luo Lan Hill.
"Going with Sister Luo Lan will be different. It should be very interesting."
"Why is that?"
"Because Sister Luo Lan looks like she's listening to the opera so seriously, it must be very interesting." Well, others watch the opera while she watches the people.
The two sat by the windowsill, looking at the bustling night scene on the street, chatted for a while, and then went downstairs.
"Lady Witch." Several soldiers wearing battle robes and scale armor saw Loran Hill coming down the stairs and hurriedly stood up and saluted.
"Don't be so polite." Loran Hill waved his hand, letting them continue eating, drinking and chatting, and then came to the counter.
"Is there any good place to watch opera around here?" She looked at the clerk behind the counter.
"The theater you're talking about is easy to find. Once you get off the main street, walk south for about 300 meters. There's a tall red plaque with long, large red lanterns floating in the air. That's the largest theater in the harbor."
"Okay, I understand."
After thanking the clerk, Loran Hill walked out of the hotel and into the bustling street.
The road was filled with pedestrians and lanterns, and the sounds of hawking were everywhere. There were also night stalls selling various snacks on the street, forcing the greedy Ye Ling and Dai Ju to stop and buy some.
"Here." Ye Ling held a piece of golden baked cake wrapped in oil paper. It gave off a hot and fragrant smell that increased one's appetite.
"Okay." Loran Hill took it, took a small bite, and a hot and sweet wheat aroma filled his mouth.
Although the outside is baked golden, the inside is very soft and has melted sugar, which is very delicious.
The two people and the bird walked towards the theater while eating snacks.
When he arrived at the plaque the clerk mentioned, Loran Hill saw the crowded crowd in front. This theater was very popular.
"Maybe we're too late." But the two of them still walked over.
After waiting and queuing for a while, the two entered the theater with their tickets.
Unlike the theaters in the Plantagenet dynasty, this theater clearly uses Western-style stepped auditoriums, which can accommodate more people, and people in the back are less obstructed and can clearly see the performance on the stage.
Shortly after the two sat down, the lights in the theater gradually went out, and then a soft halo of light lit up at the front desk. Then the host came forward and explained the performance of tonight.
Bluebird Holding a Branch from the Remnant of Blue Pearls
"North of Lianshan Mountain, west of Yuanfeng Peak, in the cold and snowy weather, a blue bird came across the sea, carrying a branch, and landed on Qishan Mountain."
The dark blue curtain was raised, and the oil painting standees symbolizing the waves moved forward and backward from time to time under the push of the people behind them. The dark blue and white waves alternated like the ups and downs of the waves, giving people a feeling of magnificent and ancient painting scroll.
Sitting in this dark hall, the audience below was quickly immersed in the scene illuminated by the soft light on the high platform. Ye Ling, who had previously said he was not interested, also changed his temperament at this time, and watched the performance above with eyes wide open.
Soon, a large oil painting slowly dragged across the platform. It depicted a bird with green feathers spread out in flight. Its eyebrows, like a crest, extended backward, fluttering and long. Its outstretched wings were emblazoned with natural and mysterious patterns, like some ancient writing. In its mouth, it held a branch covered with emerald leaves and a bunch of small, bright red fruits.
As the huge oil painting of the blue bird slowly moved forward, the "waves" below retreated, and slowly came into view an upright "mountain" wooden frame. There were various steep rock signboards and paintings in front and behind the wooden frame, giving it a somewhat legendary feeling.
The 'waves' dissipated, and the blue bird stopped in front of the mountain and slowly descended. At this moment, a slight collapse sound was heard, and then the mountain cracked, revealing a tall and magnificent figure inside.
It is as high as a mountain, its color is bronze, and it is as strong as a god. It has three faces and six arms. It blocks the blue bird and prevents it from flying.
The blue bird struggled with it, but was defeated. It shed tears and cried, then fell from the branch with its mouth in its mouth. The green leaves turned into mountains and forests, and the red fruits fell into the mouth of the bronze god.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com