After Lin Rongguang was laid to rest, although it was a funeral, the Lin family breathed a sigh of relief, because taking care of a paralyzed old man was no easy task.
Upon returning, everyone was parched and thirsty. The Lin family members rushed to drink water, but less than a quarter of an hour later, they all clutched their stomachs and ran to the outhouse...
Lin Niu's wife failed to get a toilet, and in her haste, she tripped and fell at the toilet door. She lost her balance and splattered everywhere.
Lin Niu played a long string of "poop-poop" songs, and immediately the stench became overwhelming.
Not long ago, she even mocked Fan Shi; she never imagined she would end up like this!
How the wheel of fortune turns!
The Lin family suffered from diarrhea, and Lin Niu's wife even soiled her pants, causing her great embarrassment. For several days in a row, Lin Niu's wife was too ashamed to go out and see anyone.
"It must be that bitch Yang Cui's doing!" Lin Niu thought bitterly.
"We have no evidence, and besides, we can't beat her. Let's just consider it bad luck and bad luck. Mother, please don't provoke her." Lin Chenshi was scared and just wanted to live a peaceful life.
The thought of her son going to jail for five years and her younger son being unable to continue his studies, shattering her hopes of becoming an official's wife, made Lin Niu feel as if she were being torn apart. What made it even more painful was that she couldn't even deal with Yang Cui!
Helpless, Lin Niu sat to the side wiping away her tears, cursing and swearing at Yang Cui's ancestors a hundred times.
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On this day, an exquisite carriage slowly drove into Anjia Village. The luxurious and exquisite carriage quickly attracted the attention of many villagers, causing them to stop and linger.
At this moment, a servant jumped down from the carriage, pointed at An Xiaohai, and asked, "Hey kid, tell me where Yang Cui lives, and this is yours!"
Seeing the money in the servant's hand, the villagers were all envious, wishing such a good thing would happen to them.
An Xiaohai didn't rush to collect the money. Instead, he sized up the servant in front of him and asked, "Who are you? What do you want with my sister?"
"So you're her brother? That's perfect! Take us to your sister right now! Our master is the head of the Xile Troupe in the county town. He's looking for your sister to do business with, so we can't delay."
Everyone in Anjia Village knew about the Joyful Troupe, and they were all stunned when they heard that the Joyful Troupe had come to Yang Cui to do business!
"The opera troupes all came to Yang Cui to do business. What kind of business could they possibly have with Yang Cui?"
"Could it be that we're asking her to perform in an opera?"
"Does she even know how to sing opera? I think she's more suited to buying ducks from."
...
The villagers were talking about it.
An Xiaohai was also curious, and since doing business was a big deal, he couldn't delay, so he immediately led his people to Yang Cui's house.
"Sister, sister, someone from the Joyful Class is looking for you," An Xiaohai shouted loudly even before he entered the room.
Looking for oneself in Joyful Class?
Yang Cui was also surprised, as neither the original owner nor she had any connection with the Joyful Troupe!
At this moment, the man who claimed to be the leader of the Joyful Ceremony got off the carriage.
He was dressed in a moon-white robe with a piece of white jade hanging at his waist, which looked quite valuable. He appeared to be around twenty-two or twenty-three years old and not very tall, about 1.72 meters. However, it must be said that his face was truly devastating. Zhang Chuntao's daughter, An Xiuping, had come to watch the spectacle, and she was dumbfounded when she saw him!
"Miss Yang, I am Dong Hui, the head teacher of the Joyful Class."
"Master Ren, what brings you here?" Yang Cui said, gesturing for Ren Donghui to sit down by the bamboo grove.
"Er Ya, go pour water for the guests."
"Miss Yang, let me be frank with you. I admire your abilities and would like to ask you to write a script for our Joyful Troupe. Of course, the script must include some specific items, just like the dried plums, peaches, and ginger mentioned in 'The Third Scholar's Son-in-Law.' We want not only for the play to be a hit but also for the products to become popular!"
Yang Cui was stunned.
Product placement is common in modern times, but it has never appeared in ancient times. The only time it appeared was when the script "The Third Scholar's Son-in-Law" was sold to Chunxi Troupe, but that play was hardly ever performed!
This person has an incredibly sharp business sense.
The minds of the ancients should not be underestimated.
“Master Ren is joking. I’m just a village girl. How could I possibly have the ability to write scripts? You’re giving me too much credit.”
Yang Cui had no intention of admitting to this.
“Miss Yang, don’t deny it. I know you wrote the script for ‘The Third Scholar’s Son-in-Law’. Even if your script doesn’t include the specified products, if it’s as popular and attractive as ‘The Third Scholar’s Son-in-Law’, I’ll give you ten taels of silver. If you can include the specified products, I can give you thirty taels, which is already an astronomical price in the industry.”
"Is 'The Third Scholar's Son-in-Law' very popular? I remember the Chunxi Troupe only performed it for two days!"
Since Lin Mingcai put pressure on them, why hasn't Chunxi Troupe performed "The Peach Blossom Son-in-Law"? How can it be considered a hit? If it's truly popular, it's not the play that's popular, but the public opinion created by Yang Cui that made Lin Shikang famous. Besides, quite a bit of time has passed, so why is Xile Troupe only now contacting them?
"Miss Yang, you may not know this, but the play 'The Third Scholar's Son-in-Law' did not become popular in our Wan'an County. However, it was extremely popular in the neighboring Ning'an County and Xiahuaqiao!"
Yang Cui was taken aback; this was something she hadn't expected.
The Chunxi Troupe couldn't perform this play because it was part of Yang Cui's plan. Since she made the necessary arrangements, she didn't pay much attention to the Chunxi Troupe. Unexpectedly, they went to perform in another county. Judging from the appearance of Troupe Leader Ren, the play must have been very popular. He saw a business opportunity but also felt a sense of crisis, otherwise he wouldn't have come knocking on his door.
Ren Donghui already knew that Wu Xinhui had gotten a new script, but the Xile Troupe poached his leading actor and playwright, so he felt that the Chunxi Troupe was no longer a threat and didn't take it to heart. Later, after performing for two days, the show was forcibly stopped, and Ren Donghui was overjoyed and even less concerned.
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