Chapter Seventy-Six: Counting the Treasures
In fact, who reported it, everyone knows in their hearts that the small theater in Tianjin City is still just starting, and there are only dozens of them, although they are very popular in the city, but they are only in the east of the city, and they will not pose a threat to other places, and the only unhappy ones are the two next door.
Peers are rolling each other, but it's not bad, things are still easy to solve, related to pornography, just find someone to keep an eye on the door of the theater next time, those people in the above departments are familiar faces, it's not a big problem.
As for the problem of child labor, it is easy to solve, in fact, the problem of child labor is not stipulated in the Law on the Protection of Minors, but the more professional provisions are in the Labor Law and the Regulations on the Prohibition of the Use of Child Labor, but these two laws and regulations have not yet been promulgated, and even the General Principles of the Civil Law were issued two years later.
However, the concept of banning child labor has been put forward since the Republic of China, and after the founding of New China, it is natural to resolutely say that child labor is banned.
But then again, he can also say that he followed the adults in his family to perform a few small shows on stage, and if he didn't take money, he wouldn't be considered child labor. In recent years, the construction of the legal system has been very unsound, and the discretion of law enforcers is relatively large, so it depends on how well Manager Lin is doing.
is at gunpoint, He Xiangdong can't perform on stage tonight, and there is no way, Lin Zhengjun also apologized to the audience at the beginning, but he could only say that there was some accident, He Xiangdong can't perform on stage in the past few days.
As soon as these words came out, the scene suddenly became dry, and more than half of so many people came to see this clever child, but you said that people don't perform for a few days, so it's not fun.
The key is that Lin Zhengjun can't tell the audience the real reason, he can only break his front teeth and swallow it in his stomach, and bow to the audience again and again to apologize.
Because of the lack of He Xiangdong's performance, Fang Wenqi and Yang San decided to come up with a few big jobs tonight, the two performed the counterpart "Red Affair Meeting", "White Affair Meeting" and the finale "Selling Five Instruments", Yang San also took out "Bai Zongwei Falling from the Tower" at the bottom of the box tonight, all of which are hard work, and they must be worthy of the audience.
Backstage, He Xiangdong was also very depressed, and secretly cursed those people who made trouble countless times, the people in the theater were annoyed enough, and he couldn't put his dissatisfaction on his face. He still helped the people in the background with nothing to do, and everyone was very distressed when they saw this sensible child.
It wasn't until late that the performance of the theater stopped, and the two old gentlemen, Fang Wenqi and Yang San, also sold their strength, and the audience was still satisfied, and this scene was over.
After the end, Fang Wenqi took He Xiangdong home, and bought two zongzi for the kid as a supper on the way, but He Xiangdong had no appetite at all, and after arriving home, he went to bed directly without saying a word.
Fang Wenqi just sighed silently, this matter is a blow to this child, but no one has a problem, he can only hope that Lin Zhengjun's side can solve it as soon as possible, and I also hope that this small setback can become a whetstone on the road to the child's growth.
The next day, there was no performance in the morning, the master and apprentice practiced at home, Fang Wenqi told He Xiangdong to work, and in the afternoon, Fang Wenqi and Yang San were going to perform in the theater.
In the afternoon scene, He Xiangdong also followed, Shi Lei's little fat man also came to play with him, but Fang Wenqi didn't care so much and went directly to the stage.
After the master left, He Xiangdong grabbed a pair of boards and took Shi Lei to the hotel, and he was depressed and had not yet been dispatched, so he had to settle yesterday's accounts first.
The little fat man didn't enter the store, just stood across the street and watched from a distance, he was afraid of being beaten, He Xiangdong was also happy to do so, and he also told the little fat man that in case he was beaten, let the little fat man immediately run to the theater and ask someone to copy the guy to help.
He Xiangdong rushed into the door of the store, shouted at the old man on the counter, "Old man, I, Hu Hansan, have come back again." β
The old man also smiled: "It's here, do you still want to eat?"
He Xiangdong glanced inside the restaurant, it was already past the meal, and there were only two tables of people eating, and he said to the old man: "Still eating? β
The old man's eyebrows moved slightly, and he asked, "Are you going to ask for yesterday's meal money back?"
The young man in the back kitchen saw He Xiangdong coming, and he also came over to take a look, but he still didn't understand what his father wanted to do.
He Xiangdong said: "What I want is not only yesterday's food money, but also the money you owed to my ancestor thousands of years ago, and I have to go back today." β
The young man also wondered: "What thousands of years, what nonsense?"
The old man glanced at the bamboo board in He Xiangdong's hand behind the counter, and smiled: "Count the treasures?"
He Xiangdong was surprised: "Yes, you even know this." β
The young man also asked, "What is Counting Treasure?"
The old man said directly: "I just want food." β
He Xiangdong was not happy, and retorted: "What do you want to eat, we count the treasures of the artists and never ask for food." β
The young man asked, "What do you want?"
"Ask for money. β
"That's different. The lads were amused.
The old man looked at He Xiangdong with interest, his eyes full of appreciation.
In fact, the art of counting the treasure really started from the hands of beggars, it is a group of beggars with craftsmanship, every art in the old society will worship an ancient person as the ancestor, the cross talk worships Dongfang Shuo, the pear garden worships the Tang Ming Emperor, and the number of treasures worships Fan Dan.
Isn't there such a sentence at the beginning of the Taigong selling noodles of Taiping lyrics, that Shi Chongfu came to Fan Dan poor, Fan Dan was a young ancient man in the Spring and Autumn Period (there is also a saying that it was from the Han Dynasty), he was high by nature, brilliant in writing, and the court made him an official, he didn't do it, he would rather be poor, and later became called Huazi, so he was regarded as the ancestor by several treasure artists.
Fan Dan is not an official, but he is also a person who cares about the world, often helping the poor around him, once in a great drought in his hometown, he scattered his family wealth for disaster relief, and also let the victims of the disaster to collect the foreign debts left by his ancestors. There is also a legend that when Confucius was traveling around the world, he was poor and destitute in the state of Chen, and it was Fan Dan's rescue that prevented him from starving to death, and later funded him to return to the state of Lu.
When they parted, Fan Dan asked Confucius when he would repay the money, and Confucius said that the place where there is writing in the world is my protΓ©gΓ©, and you should go and ask for the account. Therefore, in the beginning, the number of Noble artists was not called asking for money, but asking for accounts for the ancestors, and when collecting money, it was also required to have the palms downward, and stretched out the bamboo board to let people put the money on the bamboo board, which shows that we are asking for accounts and not begging for money.
Later, the number of Noble Treasures artists slowly broke away from the beggars, and began to sell art for a living, and slowly evolved to the later Allegro art, and began to merge with the art of cross talk.