Chapter 162 Meeting Fili Again
The show had already started, and guests were still pouring in, but there was no room on the second floor for new guests.
Cui Qingyi watched from the side for a while, and then had to roll up her sleeves and go on stage herself.
"Sir, there are currently no seats on the second floor, but we have plenty of vacancies on the third floor. The shadow play on the third floor was also brought in from the north, and the performers are ventriloquist masters invited from the capital. You won't be disappointed if you go and see it."
Although Mao Lin's singing voice on the third floor just now was amazing enough, it obviously failed to completely capture the hearts of the guests.
In addition, with Zhou Yanxiu, the local official, leading the way, I'm afraid no one has forgotten that there is a performance on the third floor.
Fortunately, the names of "new things from the north" and "musicians from the capital" can still attract some customers.
As soon as Cui Qingyi opened her mouth, Yang Mei and the others who were in charge of welcoming guests realized something was wrong. The shopkeeper had said before that they should consciously divert the guests to ensure that the second and third floors were full, but when so many people came and everyone got anxious, they forgot about this.
Just thinking about not making the guests anxious and angry, I kept explaining that there was no seat on the second floor and hoped that the guests could wait. As a result, it took half a day before there were only a few guests on the third floor.
Fortunately, everyone adjusted in time and the first performance on the third floor was about to begin.
Overall, the first day of opening of Hongyan Teahouse was very successful.
Whether it was the teahouse's tea, the opera, or even the cakes and preserved fruits that accompanied the tea, there was heated discussion. Jiang Bailing's voice was a little hoarse, but she was extremely excited. The tips thrown by the guests on the stage today alone added up to the total amount they had accumulated from setting up the stage outside for nearly half a year.
Although the teahouse would take most of the money in the end, what made her happiest was that the customers saw the money and appreciated and liked it.
On the first day at Hongyan Teahouse, Jiang Bailing truly saw hope in reviving the Jiang Family Troupe.
Jiang Bailing didn't know that there is a word called platform. Sometimes it is useless to have strength without a good platform. The Hongyan Teahouse, which Cui Qingyi spent a lot of money, time and energy to build, has such an advantage by nature.
Compared to the people from the Jiang family troupe, Mao Lin couldn't be happy at all. There were three shadow puppet shows on the third floor today, and there were empty seats in every show.
This would be considered a good situation in an ordinary teahouse, but it would be fine if the teahouse only had shadow puppetry performances, but the performance by the Jiang Family Troupe on the second floor was packed, and some customers even sat and listened to the same show two or three times.
Comparing the two, the difference is immediately apparent.
Although he had suffered hardships before, Mao Lin was extremely confident in his abilities, even conceited.
Accustomed to the prosperity of the capital, she did not take the small county of Dongping seriously at all. However, it was such a small county that made her doubt the abilities that she was proud of.
It turns out that there are always mountains beyond mountains and people beyond people in this world. She has been confined in the capital for too long and her vision has become short-sighted.
Cui Qingyi saw Mao Lin's disappointment, but she had never thought of this before. She only wanted to impress the customers on the opening day, and she never expected that the gap between the second and third floors would be so big.
It seems that the strategy will have to be changed after the official opening, but Cui Qingyi has not yet figured out how to do it.
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The foreign market was open for ten days, and the Hongyan Teahouse was packed with people every day.
Fortunately, with the intentional guidance of Cui Qingyi and the waiters, and Mao Lin's own efforts, the third floor gradually had a stable customer base.
What surprised Cui Qingyi was that those foreigners actually liked shadow puppetry more than Qinqiang.
Especially after learning that a shadow play was actually performed by one performer, my eyes widened and I exclaimed that it was magical.
With the support of these foreigners, Mao Lin gradually regained the self-confidence that she had lost on the first day of opening.
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Cui Qingyi stayed in the teahouse for four or five days in a row, and left after everything was back on track.
She also wanted to take advantage of the foreign caravan's presence to see if she could find any fresh goods.
There were many foreigners coming this time and they brought more goods. Almost the entire row of warehouses on one side was occupied by foreigners.
The people coming in and out were all merchants from Dajin, and there were also quite a few people strolling around. It felt a bit like shopping in a big city in the previous life.
Cui Qingyi took a look around and felt a little disappointed. The goods brought by the foreigners this time were no different from before. They were all spices, watches, jewelry and the like. She didn't see anything she wanted.
Just as Cui Qingyi was about to leave, Phil, who was patrolling from house to house, spotted Cui Qingyi with his sharp eyes.
Phil had a very deep impression of Cui Qingyi. The first guest he met when he brought his caravan to Dongping County was Cui Qingyi.
It was also because of the first business deal with Cui Qingyi that many local people began to trade with them.
Of course, this was not the main reason why he remembered Cui Qingyi and was deeply impressed by her. What really made him miss her was not Cui Qingyi as a person but Cui Qingyi's double-sided embroidery.
The last time the caravan passed through Dongping County, the people in his caravan exchanged embroidery products called double-sided embroidery with Cui Qingyi.
At that time, the man showed him the embroidery, and many people in the caravan were amazed by the craftsmanship.
But none of them expected that this embroidery skill from the great Eastern country would be so popular in their own country.
The two embroidery pieces that the man brought back were originally intended for his own collection, but were eventually bought at a high price by a count in his own country. Now they have become the most valuable of the count's many collections.
Known as a great country from the East
Phil smelled a huge business opportunity behind this, and before he set off, he planned to do this business with Cui Qingyi.
Although he was the leader of the caravan this time, there were many other snobbish spies in the caravan. The situation in their country was very different from that of Dajin. This group of people were both allies and competitors.
So he didn't dare to inquire about Cui Qingyi's news in a big way.
Unexpectedly, they met by chance. Cui Qingyi was thinking about something when Phil blocked her way. She suddenly stopped and looked up. When she saw that it was Phil, she almost couldn't help saying hello.
Fortunately, my hands reacted quickly and blocked the mouth that was about to cause trouble in time.
"Hello, my lovely Oriental girl, do you still remember me?"
Phil's Mandarin was definitely the most standard among the foreign merchant caravans, but the tone was still as strange as ever.
Apart from buying and trading, Cui Qingyi did not want to have too much contact with these foreigners, so as not to attract the attention of the county government's spies.
Although Cui Qingyi had not seen any other government officials strolling in the market except for the yamen runners who patrolled from time to time, Cui Qingyi was sure that there must be people on the street that she had not noticed who were monitoring every move here.
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