This is a group of fans who can listen to the opera, hold it when they should hold it, listen to it when they should listen, and never interrupt the rhythm of the singers on stage because of their own interference. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

This sound lasted until Gu Zheng finished singing this classic excerpt, and after closing his posture, the people in the audience really let out an explosive cheer.

"Color!"

"Table 3 appreciates Master Gu eating tea!"

"Table No. 5 is resting for Master Gu!"

What's that, table five, people themselves are pulling cars, you don't have to pay for the car.

Although the people who wander around this street are not rich and noble, those who can come to the tea garden to order a cup of tea and listen to a few sentences in their leisure time still have this spending power.

After all, it only takes two copper dollars to order a cup of jasmine in this tea garden and spend the afternoon.

And that reward, they are naturally willing to pay it.

The shopkeeper in the tea garden has never been happier than today, because for an employee like him who can get a tea commission, he has not opened for more than half a year.

Gu Zheng on the stage, in his eyes at this time, is a shiny gold ingot that can move, and he is the leader of his future well-off life.

And those fans who are still reluctant to open their eyes are still shaking their heads and enjoying Gu Zheng's opera, which brings them the afterglow of their hearts.

There are even a few of them, and they still sang a few words from the excerpt just now.

"No, no, it's clear that the tune is the same, but I can't sing the taste of Master Gu. ”

"Calm down and set the three armies, and strategize the mountains and rivers!"

"Good!

They were all stunned.

And Gu Zheng, who got off the stage, was not idle, Guo Yan on the side was like a boxer waiting for the next game, serving tea and handing water towels, lest he would not serve Boss Gu well, and he would stop singing in the second half of the second half.

This is like watching a TV series without watching the finale, which is heart-wrenching, so he won't want to live in peace this day.

Seeing Guo Yan's cautious appearance, Gu Zheng felt funny and confirmed at the same time that the owner of this tea garden still has a rare pure heart, and he is a real person who loves drama.

He is not despised because of the comments of outsiders, he is not accompanied by the discrimination of the times, he is not interfered with by external objects, and he is a person who adheres to his heart and dreams.

Such a person, who sings for his garden, is safe himself.

Thinking of this, Gu Zheng's expression became a little more serious, and the voice and feeling of this body were perfectly accepted by him.

When Gu Zheng returned to the stage again, and when he sang in the second half, even the people in the audience had a different feeling.

"Hey, I said brother, do you think Master Gu on stage sings more brilliantly in this play?"

"Don't talk to me, I'm listening to the play, and besides, people haven't adjusted well in the first half, and their voices haven't been sung yet, isn't it normal?"

"Even if it doesn't sing, it's several times better than the so-called old student of the Dongsheng Tea Garden on Front Street who has risen to the wrist. ”

"That's right, since the beating became popular, the money for listening to the drama has increased several times, since Dongli has Boss Gu, then we want to listen to the old drama, why do we spend that unjust money?"

"That's right, I'm willing to play a role, and it's our own business to pay for the reward, but if you cheat on my drama money, it won't work. ”

If you say yes, you don't want to discuss it, but you want to listen to the play?

The more you talk, the more energetic it becomes.

These whispered exchanges did not affect Gu Zheng, who was already singing on stage, and he seemed to resonate with this scene in the deepest part of his soul.

Ten years of sharpening a sword, once trying the edge.

Gu Zheng, in this most ordinary scene, found the dream that the original owner longed for in the depths of his heart.

I can still sing, and the road can change like this.

As soon as the feather fan is closed, the long sleeves are closed, the sound of the piano falls, and the soap boots stop.

Gu Zheng stood quietly on the stage like this, and gave a long gesture to the audience who watched his first play. Then, with the accompaniment of gongs and drums, it retreated to the backfield.

The audience watched with amazement, and it wasn't until the musicians put away the instruments in their hands and took the bench under their butts that they knew that today's play was over.

This, this is too short, and it is still unfinished.

Different from the various dramas in the tea garden next to it that are held three times a day, from today onwards, they only have one scene to start, and that is the freshly baked old drama of Boss Gu.

Gu Zheng, who is removing his makeup backstage, is now discussing this matter with Guo Yan, for him, it is nonsense to say anything about dedicating to the cause of quyi, and his goal has never dared to forget, that is, money.

"Master Gu, you think this will work, let's follow the rules of the industry. When you sing the evening scene with me, do you want to take a cut, or do you want to play a role. ”

"How do you give the commission, and how do you calculate the shares?"

Gu Zheng really didn't know anything about this business, and his eyes were dark.

"The commission is paid on a daily basis, and after deducting our costs, 30% of the profits will belong to you. Of course, the customer's reward will be counted separately. ”

"And the share money is the salary for you to sing with me for a day, and I will give you a day's wages, and this price is fixed, and if you want to be stable, you will generally choose this. ”

"Look, Boss Gu, which one are you going to choose?"

After listening to these two choices, Gu Zheng rubbed his chin and thought for only a second, and then finalized the result: "I don't choose either a commission or a part, I choose a joint stock." ”

"What is the merger method?"

"On weekdays, when you open your teahouse, I don't interfere in business, but in the evening, I will sing in your Dongli tea garden. ”

"A whole scene, the kind that charges tickets and tea. ”

"From this time on, the ticket money and water bills, after deducting your costs, we will make four or six cents of profits, what do you think?"

It seems to be one percent more than the commission, but people only receive labor income, and it is very reasonable to seek equality of status.

Guo Yan, a businessman, nodded happily after weighing it: "It's okay, let's draw up a new agreement later?"

Gu Zheng saw that the other party agreed quite happily, so he continued to ask him the question he was most interested in: "Also, how is the guest's reward calculated?"

"It's still Sanqi. ”

"Huh?"

As soon as he saw Gu Zheng, he was about to raise his eyebrows, and Guo Yan on the side hurriedly picked up the explanation: "Of course it's me three and you seven." ”

That's pretty much it, don't gasp next time.

Gu Zheng, who got a satisfactory answer, nodded, covered his face with messy hair again, buckled his broken felt hat on the top of his head, dragged his rickshaw out of the backfield, and stretched out his hand towards Guo Yanyi, who was following behind: "What about today's profits? ”

"Hey, Master Gu, you have to let me figure it out, right? It's such a mess today, you have to wait for my account office to calculate it!"

You have a bookkeeper in this little broken tea garden?