"Qionglou has a banquet, Yao Se flicks, what a poem!" Guo Jia looked at the two peach talismans hanging outside the Qiong Building, nodded slightly, and walked in.

Spring Festival couplets, or pairs have not flourished in this era, which is naturally the result of Ma Qiang's plagiarism.

Walking into Qionglou, Guo Jia felt that he was about to get drunk.

A strong aroma of wine rushed to his nose, mixed with the smell of rouge, which really made him want to stop.

"Guest officer, how many people, can you ask for a private room?" The shopkeeper stepped forward and asked.

"One, just see the beauty!"

Probably accustomed to seeing a prodigal like Guo Jia, and probably because of professionalism, the shopkeeper didn't show any strange expression, and took Guo Jia straight to a location where he could easily see the stage.

On the stage, singing and dancing, the shopkeeper handed Guo Jia a menu with pictures and pictures, Guo Jia opened it, and his expression immediately froze.

"A pot of high-quality red star and two pot heads in Zhongping for two years... You want two thousand?? ”

"We also know that they are cheaper, so one person can only buy two pots, and there are only 100 pots a day!" The shopkeeper didn't know how to do business at all, and Guo Jia, who was watching, swallowed the harmonious words in his mouth.

Ma Qiang has always advocated making money from the rich, of course, because the poor in this era are really poor....

"Two pots of high-quality two-pot heads, with dishes for five hundred yuan, go quickly!"

Anyway, it's not his own money, Guo Jia spent it to be generous, and as soon as he made a move, he went out for four thousand five.

Guo Jia was eating and drinking, while listening carefully to the talk of the people around him.

Eating and drinking here is either rich or expensive, which is much better than the tavern that Guo Jia ate in before.

"Did you hear that? The Plains Theatre is going to start tonight! It is said that the song and dance was written by Ma Pingyuan with several Pingyuan students, and it is said to be an unprecedented song and dance! ”

"Ma Guoxiang has no literary name, and he can actually choreograph songs and dances, hehe, I'm afraid it's just a name!"

....

"It's still good to be plain, where can you still see singing and dancing in other counties in Qingzhou, it's already a mess!"

"Who said no, I transported goods from Le'an to the plains, and more than half of the road was gone, in this world, it is getting more and more difficult to do some business..."

...

"I heard that Leling has killed people again recently?"

"Shhhh A little bit... Didn't Ma Pingyuan rescue a lot of people from Luoyang, these people want to be resettled, Ma Pingyuan gave them the land, who knew that there were strong people in Leling who didn't know how to die, and actually persuaded those people to be their tenants, no, it was reported, that clan killed more than 20 people, we, the prime minister, are not afraid of killing! ”

"That's it! Didn't he kill all the way from Youzhou! ”

....

Guo Jia stayed in this Qionglou for a few hours, heard a lot of information he wanted, and almost spent all the money Xun Yu gave him, so he walked out of Qionglou with a sense of wine.

"Plains Theatre?" Guo Jia walked to the ticket sales place and asked, this ticket was long gone.

"Brother, but do you want a ticket?" A man dressed in short clothes came over and asked, "I have it here, it's not expensive, five hundred dollars a second-class one!" ”

Guo Jia glanced at the fare list hanging outside, isn't the second class a hundred dollars? ?

The tickets for the theater are divided into four classes, A, B, C, D, the most expensive first class is 1,000 yuan a piece, and the cheapest D is no more than 10 yuan.

"How do you.."

"Brother Tai, do you want love, I also got it in line all night, just make some hard-earned money!"

“... Plausible!! ”

Guo Jia took out two money tickets, and in less than a year, more than half of the money was spent.

The speed at which the money was spent, Guo Jia was a little painful.

Guo Jia took the ticket and walked into the theater, and found that the theater was very large, probably able to accommodate thousands of people, the seats were around a huge stage in a ring, the stage was covered with cloth, and it was impossible to see what was inside, the theater had a roof, but what made Guo Jia stunned was that there was a lot of transparent glass in this ceiling that could let the sun shine in... That's too extravagant, isn't it?

"Everyone, take a seat, let's talk about the rules first, and when the performance starts, you must not make a loud noise, let alone throw money and belongings on the stage, otherwise you will be kicked out of the theater, okay, without further ado, today's show is "The White-Haired Girl"!!"

"White-haired girl? What is the allusion?? Guo Jia suspiciously recalled the various books he had read, but he couldn't think of them for a long time.

As the curtain opened on the stage, a painting composed of several screens appeared in front of everyone.

On this screen, you can see that there are mountains and villages in the distance, and near there is a plain, which is full of crops, and it seems that it is time for a good harvest.

"This painting is wonderful!" Guo Jia nodded slightly.

A middle-aged farmer dressed as a man walked up from the left, holding the plough and making a ploughing shape while singing, "Clear flowing water, blue sky~ A rice grain river under the mountain~ The five grains and grains can't be seen~ The master's fields are endless~"

At this time, the screen on the right was opened, and three people appeared, and there was a screen behind the three people, but the painting was a gorgeous courtyard, and one of the three people was lying on the Hu bed, closing his eyes and enjoying the hammer and shoulder massage of the other two.

"The main family lives in a high-rise building~ The tenants come to the autumn harvest~ Bleeding and sweating as horses and cattle ~ The old man breaks his waist ~ The children and grandchildren are thin ~ There is no end to such a bitter sin~~"

At the beginning, the strong contrast catches everyone's eye, and such a picture is everywhere in their lives, as if it were happening around them.

As the story unfolds, Guo Jia also seems to have walked into the play, when Xi'er was forced to be pulled by Huang Ren to pay the debt, Guo Jia, like everyone else on the side, was full of anger, when he saw Yang Bailao drinking salt and brine, and Xi'er was raped and then sold to traffickers, Guo Jia really couldn't help it, and scolded loudly, "Huang Ren also dares to call Ren?" It's just not a son of man, it should be killed! ”

"Yes~ Damn it!!"

"Damn it!!"

"Quiet! Be quiet!! The person who had just come out hurriedly came out to stop the crowd, and then let the actors on the stage continue.

Then, the drama was played to Dachun, who had a marriage contract with Xi'er, became a homeless person, was retained by the Red Star Battalion, and then joined the army, defeated the Yellow Turban Army, followed Ma Qiang to his hometown in the plains, and according to Ma Qiang's instructions, he returned to his hometown to carry out Qingtian, and at the same time heard the legend of the white-haired girl.

When Da Chun struggled to find Xi'er, who had become a white-haired girl, and hugged her, while Huang Ren was beheaded by a public trial verdict, and the fields were cleared to the poor people, many people immediately cheered and shouted happily, as if they had a bad breath themselves.

But Guo Jia also found that many people had extremely ugly faces, and even wanted to flee from here immediately.

And most of these ugly faces sat in the front, and those who shouted in joy sat in the back.

Guo Jia smiled, he already understood the role of this theater, and sure enough, here, it's very fun!