Speaking of which, Meng Xiaodong is a first-class top brand on the Shanghai World Stage!

But if you really want to talk about it, although the red corner is full or seventy or eighty percent, at that time, a ticket is one yuan or more. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

One yuan is now commonly known as Yuan Datou, and the purchasing power of the silver dollar was at least more than 100 if it was compared with the present, and the rich enjoyed it.

Just like Mr. Mei, if he is willing to go to any place to list, the owner of the theater will directly send 1,200 gold bars to him. But with a lot of income, so do the expenses.

The dozens of mouths in the family open their mouths to eat, and the expenses of the nanny and maid are small, and when the play is really played, it is necessary to share the account.

No matter how popular a play is, even if Mr. Mei sings the most in "The Drunken Concubine", but the supporting roles are also important, Xiao Changhua who plays Pei Lishi and Jiang Miaoxiang who plays Gao Lishi are not much worse than Mr. Mei.

And the team in the back.

Xu Lanyuan (Huqin), Sun Huiting (Yueqin), Ma Baoming (flute), Huo Wenyuan (three strings), Ma Baozhu (sheng), He Zengfu (drum), Tang Xiguang (small gong), Luo Wentian (big gong).

There are also makeup, management boxes, general affairs, and accounting, although they are small, they have all kinds of organs.

The detailed list of actors' roles, Liyuan Xing is commonly known as Kazi, that is, how much money should be taken for different roles in a play. The backstage manager distributes the scene after the actor finishes the play, called "putting the card". At that time, there was no such thing as salary, it was all daily.

Of course, there are also gainers, but the boss agrees. Like Mei Lanfang's troupe, he is Mr. Mei, Boss Mei, these things have to be decided by Mr. Mei, and later Mrs. Fu Zhifang is more powerful, so she will take care of these accounts.

No matter how red the horn is, if you don't sing, you won't have a share to take it, that is, there is no white raiser.

However, Meng Xiaodong is generally a bit like a later solo flight in Shanghai, and he said how much Yuan Datou was in a scene. It is said that at that time, as long as Meng Xiaodong was willing, the theater owner directly sent a box of money.

Why? Because Meng Xiaodong is handsome, and no one can beat Meng Xiaodong if he sings well, or a woman pretending to be a man, this is a gimmick, and it is an advertising effect.

And Meng Xiaodong is more modest, she even worshipped a few ticket friends as teachers. This was Meng Xiaodong's only one at that time. But Meng Xiaodong doesn't see it that way, she thinks that as long as she can learn real things, whether it is a ticket holder or a pianist, she can learn it.

It also takes courage to go to Beijing to develop this time and abandon everything in Shanghai. I thought I could take a shortcut, but I didn't expect to plant a heel in this small Weihu Mountain. But Meng Xiaodong is not a person who likes to sigh and sigh!

Li Ruofan was a little amused when he heard Fang Shuirou's words, but he was deflated for no reason, even if he was in this capacity, he was still in front of Meng Xiaodong, who was chasing him, and he would inevitably anger those bandits and bandits. Just let them go so lightly, it will inevitably cheapen them!

"It's not good, you're like this, you're like this!"

Li Ruofan asked Fang Shuirou to come over with her ear, and when she was ready, she quietly stuffed the storage ring to Fang Shuirou and asked her to be careful. These bandits are armed.

If there is power in the barrel of a gun, then the teeth of jackals, tigers and leopards will be pulled out first.

Meng Xiaodong's eyes widened as Fang Shuirou actually got out of the wooden fence that was only a finger's width: "Young Master Li, she, she?"

Li Ruofan smiled meaningfully: "Don't be afraid, wait until dawn to see me sing a Dingjun Mountain for you to see." ”

Meng Xiaodong waved his hand and pursed his lips, this young man is really unreliable, now his eyebrows are burning, and he is still talking about the things in the play. This is not a box on the fourth floor of Shanghai World!

At this time, Sun Laoyuan also woke up, and he wanted to reach out to take the huqin with sleepy eyes, but the tentacles were cold walls.

"Hey, my Huqin has been with me for most of my life! I don't know if I have been ruined by these minions!"

Li Ruofan said with a smile: "Master Sun, don't panic, I'll help you ask when Fang Shuirou comes over." ”

"Hey, I can't afford to be your master, Young Master Li! If I can get Huqin back, I have to lie down with Huqin even if I die. ”

Li Ruofan smiled: "You, I can read the face, you can live to at least seventy-five." I still hope to learn a few old students of the Yu School with Meng Xiaodong one day, please play the piano. ”

Sun Laoyuan died in Shanghai on April 4, 1936, March 13, the year of the Lunar New Year, at the age of 75.

Knowing the life of historical figures, there is a kind of fortune teller who knows 500 years before and 500 years later, and pinched his fingers to calculate. It's just that except for Fang Shuirou, I can't share that kind of pride with anyone.

It's like walking through a thick history book, only this time the people in the book are alive and interactive.

Sun Laoyuan only regarded him as a comfort, a rich boy, he had never encountered real danger, but when he revealed his identity, he would probably not tear up the ticket, and the fat sheep naturally had a lot of gold bars made by Hanyang at home to ransom people.

As for Meng Xiaodong, in the troubled world, human life is like a mustard, and the fate of a woman is not just floating dust? There are a few that can be grasped.

Like himself, being able to silently finish the last note of his life in the babbling and singing of the huqin may be an indescribable intersection of sorrow and joy, right?

Not long after, Fang Shuirou had already returned. After all, Meng Xiaodong is a girl, and she is very curious about what Fang Shuirou went out to do, and how she escaped those bandits who patrolled the night. But it's hard to ask, she hasn't said a word to others, and she can't remember in a daze whether the maid next to her when Li Ruofan listened to the play was this in front of her.

Li Ruofan smiled: "It's done?"

Fang Shuirou nodded and returned the ring to Li Ruofan.

Li Ruofan put on the ring and looked at it a little, which was also funny.

This Fang Shuirou is simply going to empty all the materials in Weihu Mountain, and even the food is invited to the storage ring.

Li Ruofan smiled: "By the way, Master Sun said that his Huqin was also confiscated by bandits, did you see that?"

Fang Shuiju said: "Yes, it's in the piano box, and there are two boxes, which are all singing guys, and they have all been brought over." ”

Peking Opera suitcases are almost indispensable in Liyuan, and there are special box masters, who not only know what costumes are needed for no play, but also have to be responsible for checking and filling in the gaps, which is particularly professional.

For example, the red horns like Mr. Mei are at least all of them with combing tables, color boxes, helmet boxes, coat boxes, second clothes boxes, third clothes boxes, and flag handle boxes.

The stage is a big world, a small stage in the world, as soon as you appear on the stage, the emperors and generals, talented and beautiful women, and the pawns of the peddlers all rely on clothes and makeup. Therefore, the clothes of the three religions and the nine streams must be ready.

Of course, Meng Xiaodong went to Peking this time just to test the waters, and it was also a big burden financially if he was fully prepared. So her suitcase is just two small boxes, which are basically old costumes and mustaches.

Sun Laoyuan saw Fang Shuirou hand over the huqin, and almost wiped his eyes a few times before he realized that it was true, and the huqin came back again.

didn't care that this was a prison cell, Sun Laoyuan carefully opened the lid and tried the timbre as usual, and the feeling of the stage returned.

"Well, what do I say? I, as long as I can do it, hey, how can I help you!"