The entertainment venue of the Great Song Dynasty is the tile that resembles half of the ancient Roman Colosseum.

Tile, also known as the hook bar. When Li Boyan hadn't crossed over, he always thought that the so-called hook bar was equivalent to the low-end red light district, similar to a young lady on the street, sitting in the dim red light, with Erlang's legs crossed in the leisure room, but when I inquired in Suzhou, this hook bar probably refers to the majority of the washers.

Sumo, shadow plays, miscellaneous plays, puppets, singing and earning, kicking, reciting business riddles, and learning from the countryside, you name it. In the Great Song Dynasty, entertainment can be divided into four categories: visiting the Qinglou, watching the Washe, visiting the temple fair, and kicking the juju. There are no less than 30 tiles in the city of Suzhou, and each family has its own specialty.

Why is it called Vasher? It is recorded in "Tokyo Menghualu": "Don't look at people in the wind and rain, the sheds look at people, and they are like this every day." That is, in the past, this kind of juggling was in the open air, just like a temple fair, and now these great Song artists have gone to the shed to perform, which is the so-called Vashe.

The Vasher disintegrates when he comes, disintegrates when he goes, and is easy to gather and disperse.

Outside the tile, there are not small stalls, buying all kinds of snacks. If it is placed in the Tang Dynasty, it should be a place for juggling, a place for juggling, a place for food shops, and a place for food shops.

In this Jiangnan, where singing and dancing are leveling, ordinary people are willing to spend some money to watch a puppet show here. This kind of entertainment consumption, in the eyes of the obscure man, has become an excessive pastime, for which he also wrote a special article to persuade the farmer not to watch the puppet show, of course, just like the obscure man advised the widow to keep the festival, no one is a bird. Not only did he not have a bird, but he had to be sprayed.

As someone said, at night more than a thousand years ago, the cities of the world were pitch black, and only the cities of China were brightly lit and bright. At night more than 1,000 years ago, the world's cities were quiet, and only China's cities were crowded with people, singing and laughing.

Although it is partial to the south of the Yangtze River, despite the dim lights, the laughter in the tiles has already infected anyone. This kind of singing and dancing will be leveled if it can last for thousands of years, why not?

The entire hook bar is wooden and fully enclosed, with only one door for the audience to enter and exit. Li Boyan bought tickets from the main gate with Qiu Jianmei and Duan Jing, and what he saw was the babbling on the stage, and what he saw was the excitement of cheering and cheering.

The viewing seat is divided into a god building and a waist shed. The shrine tower is located relatively high in front of the stage, where the tablets of gods such as the god of the pear garden are placed, and the waist shed is a wooden auditorium around the stage. There are no standing seats in the auditorium, and there is a seat for each audience. Seats are not numbered and are available on a first-come, first-served basis. Li Boyan and they went late, and the good seats were full of people.

"There's a place there, let's sit there." Li Boyan pointed to the vacant seat at the front and said with a smile, I didn't expect there to be a place there, didn't someone just leave?

"This son, I can't sit there." The guy in the hook bar stopped them with a smile, it seemed that it was the first time to come back and there were no rules.

Li Boyan asked puzzledly, "Why?" ”

"This is a golden chair, reserved for the emperor to sit on."

“……”

Li Boyan said in his heart, his heart is quite big, the emperor is far away in Lin'an, and he came here to watch your performance? It's a lot of thinking.

The sought-after position has been occupied, and the golden chair can't sit down, so they can only blame them for coming late, so they have to choose a remote corner to sit down. Before watching the performance on the stage, a guy with a basket immediately came over happily, "A few guest officers, do you want a cup of hot tea?" ”

Li Boyan nodded, handed over the copper coin to the man, held a cup of tea in his hand, bought a box of flower cakes, and put it on a few small tables on the side.

Duan Jing had never seen such a lively night market, but this location was so remote, and he sighed melancholy: "Oh, I have to come over early to catch up with Ming'er and take a good seat, this corner is so beautiful that I can't even see it." He had never seen such a lively scene, but it was really difficult to see clearly from this direction.

Li Boyan didn't mind, Wu Nong spoke softly, babbling and singing on stage, and he was not as good as the sumo wrestling next door. To be honest, ordering tea, sumo wrestling, these ancient things have not been passed down in China, but they have been passed down to the present day in the little devils and small sticks, which should be sad or gratifying.

Qiu Jian's eyebrows didn't mind the remoteness of the location, looking at the drama, his eyes wandered, it was so exciting, he didn't even notice that Li Boyan got closer.

Li Boyan held a teacup in his mouth and said with a smile: "Sister Qiu likes to watch this? Or I'll buy the tiles. ”

Qiu Jianmei, who was still looking up, suddenly turned his head and said coldly: "Don't mess around." ”

"I'm serious."

Qiu Jinmei shook his head and said, "No." ”

"Sister Qiu likes it, even if it's the moon in the sky, I'll get it for you."

Qiu Jian's eyebrows wanted to get up, "Don't look at it." ”

Li Boyan pulled the corner of Qiu Jianmei's clothes and persuaded with a smile: "Okay, don't tease Sister Qiu." If you don't buy it, you can't do it. ”

"Hands."

“……”

Duan Jing on the side suddenly felt that the wind in the tiles was a little cold.

Cold dog food slapped indiscriminately on the face......

……

About half an hour later, there were a lot fewer people in the tile, and they seemed to be hypnotized by this boring song, and they were ready to go home to wash and sleep. Many people yawned again and again, and even the artists on stage looked listless.

Li Boyan got up and motioned for Duan Jing to come out. Qiu Jianmei cast a puzzled look, but just such a look, when the small gong sounded on the stage, he was attracted to attention again.

"The owner, where is it appropriate to throw the revenge girl alone?"

Li Boyan sneered: "She can beat ten like you with one person, and you ask me if it's suitable?" ”

"So what are we going to do?"

Li Boyan dusted off the flower cake before eating the rice noodles on his clothes, and said, "Sell this tile." ”

"Really?"

Duan Jing sweated and persuaded: "Owner, the funds we have on hand are really not abundant. This is not Yongzhou, there is no land for sale. Duan Jing followed Li Boyan for two months, and he understood this master's style, if he wants to do things, he will spend money if he has money, and if he has no money, he will spend money if he sells his land, and he is absolutely unambiguous.

"How many do we have left?"

"Three thousand."

Li Boyan glanced at the lively tile and said, "Within two thousand, take it." ”

Duan Jingyi's sweat on his pants, Madman Li really didn't call it in vain, in order to pick up girls, he spent a lot of money to buy tiles? Who still has this heroic panache.

Just ask who else!