Look around in the courtyard of Qifeng Pavilion. Luan Yi always felt that something was missing.

What is missing?

The tables and chairs are neatly arranged, scattered, the small canal formed by the lake water is gurgling, the lotus leaves in the canal are verdant, the lotus flowers are blooming, and the beauty is magnificent...... Everything looks so good, but Luan Yi always feels that something is wrong. When drinking with my brothers, I am inevitably a little distracted.

Guo Jia, Shan Fu, Xi Zhicai, and Mao Jue didn't bother him when they saw Luan Yi's eyes straightening and rubbing their thumbs with their hands crossed. Sitting quietly beside him, he didn't even dare to come out of the atmosphere. They knew that this was Luan Yi's habitual behavior of deep thinking, and most of Luan Yi's strange ideas had been worked out like this before.

Luan Yi sat quietly for about a stick of incense before he made a move, and slapped his forehead to finally get something. secretly scolded himself for being so stupid and forgetting about it. Thinking of this, he immediately asked Luan Fu to find the craftsman again, and he wanted to build a stage in the middle of the Qifeng Pavilion compound.

As for the usefulness of the stage, needless to say, everyone knows it.

The visual, olfactory, and taste of the wine store have all achieved it, and the only thing missing is the auditory beauty. So, he came up with the idea of arranging a theatrical performance in a wine shop. The stage doesn't need to be too big, just a few musicians and a singer. At the same time, he also felt that the show was not enough to sing a small song, it was too monotonous. And what more? Crosstalk, sketches, magic, acrobatics, storytelling, jokes, rap art...... You can do it or you can't.

The reason why it can be said is that Luan Yi wants to include them, and it is interesting to be all-inclusive. The reason why I can't say it is because art forms like cross talk, sketches, storytelling, and jokes have not yet appeared, and the corresponding artists cannot be invited at all. But this is not difficult for Luan Yi, without an artist, he can cultivate an artist, can't he find a comedian, can't he find a storyteller? There is a good candidate in front of him - Xi Zhicai, who is the most slippery among several people. When you rent a house to buy something, the price is cut! So that the other party didn't have a chance to open his mouth to refute, and he was taken down by him in a daze. Luan Yi decided to let him comment on the story.

As for the content of the storytelling! There are no ready-made ones, and historical books such as historical records are not interesting. So, Luan Yi decided to write something by himself and let Xi Zhi speak it. What to write? Three kingdoms? ohno！ The legend of the heroes of the Sui and Tang dynasties, the legend of Yue Fei? nonono。 Write a novel? Luan Yi doesn't have that much time...... Then write a short story.

Pregnant! "Strange Tales". This thing is fresh, ghostly, affectionate, and satirical in reality, reflecting the true taste of the world, and people in this year must like it.

In his last life, Luan Yi read "Strange Tales from Liaozhai" several times, plus watched various versions of movies and TV series, and memorized a lot of plots. Coupled with the literary skills of this world, it is no problem to write more than 20 articles with fabrications. After twenty chapters, Luan Yi still has a plan, and there are many in "Hans Christian Andersen's Fairy Tales" that are suitable for changing into the Han version. And also......

Crosstalk sketches can also be adapted into some, "Not Bad Money", "Teasing You", Ma Sanli, Hou Baolin...... Guo Degang!

Ha ha...... The more Luan Yi thought about it, the more he wanted to laugh. However, staying up late all day to write stories made him lose a lot of weight.

Compared with the overall decoration project of Fengge, it is undoubtedly much easier to set up a stage. In only three days, it was completed, and Guo Jia also invited the troupe at this time. Luan Yi spread the freshly purchased red carpet on the stage, and couldn't help but show a gratifying smile on her face.

After finishing these, the opening of Qifeng Pavilion is imminent. Luan Yi and his brothers ran around and distributed invitations to all the well-known characters in Wuyang County. The county magistrate, the county magistrate, the county magistrate everyone has a share, the rich man and the family are invited, Luan Yi and they focus on inviting those students from the family in Yingchuan College.

On the opening day, the sun was in full swing in the afternoon. Under the scorching sun, Luan Yi and his party and the little maids wearing the same standard work clothes stood respectfully outside the wine shop and waited, their eyes were bloodshot but no one came.

Guo Jia glanced at the sun and said lonely: "Brother Yier! The auspicious time is coming soon, why haven't they come yet! ”

"Don't worry, wait!" Although Luan Yi said this, he was more anxious than anyone else. After more than half a month of tossing, the 50,000 yuan given by the old lady cost a lot, if the door is not open favorably and the cash flow cannot be raised, the 50,000 yuan will be lost. Sweat can't help but flow, including hot sweat and cold sweat. He began to feel that his throat was dry and smoking, and that even talking was a very difficult thing to do.

As the minutes passed, the incense burned one after another. In front of the luxurious Qifeng Pavilion, there are still many doors.

He couldn't even stand up to a stable single blessing, and wandered anxiously in front of the door, chanting words in his mouth, "Why haven't you come yet." Yes? Not yet! ”

Luan Yi looked at Shan Fu and was dizzy, and motioned for him to stop wandering around. At the same time, he breathed a sigh of relief, secretly thinking that businessmen are still businessmen after all, and people look down on them, since the Luan family's seal letter can't move those big people, then let them go. I have a way to get you to come to the door on your own initiative, and then see how I slaughter you. "They're not coming!"

"Huh?" Mao Jue was dumbfounded, "How can that work?" You can't have no customers on the first day of opening! That's unlucky. ”

"Who says there are no guests?" Now, Luan Yi is relaxed. "Brothers, go back to the academy. Invite all the classmates and seniors of our Hanshi class, and say that our brothers thank you for taking care of you, and please eat something good today. ”

Rich people always have to bring some gifts when they come to the door, and the children of the poor family will definitely come empty-handed. "Don't you lose money!" Shan Fu looked resentful.

"Don't worry! I know it. Just do what I say. Luan Yi's words revealed an irrefutable tone. Guo Jiadanfu and others were helpless, so they urged Luan Fu to set up a car and go back to the college together. However, in an hour's work, almost all the children of the poor families in the whole academy rushed over, and a large group of them were rumbling.

After expressing their gratitude to Luan Yi and the others one after another, they began to focus on the wine shop in front of them. "Qifeng Pavilion?" They mumble to themselves.

The main entrance in front of me is spacious and bright, the rough room, the corrugated window, the window is carved with a delicate diamond-shaped pattern, and it is arranged in a mysterious matrix, which is refreshing. The roof is paved with gray tiles, the top ingot-shaped ridge is finely worked, and the eaves are also decorated with lotus carvings, which are simple and elegant. Stepping through the door is a lobby with seven dining tables and a few chairs. There is a counter on the right hand side of the lobby, and the shopkeeper is standing behind the counter, wearing clothes similar to those of the little guy, but there is a small wooden sign on the chest, on which the word "shopkeeper" is written. Seeing that a guest was coming, the shopkeeper took the initiative to bow down, and he didn't stop, "Welcome".

On the wall to the right of the counter, there are more than 20 plaques with the words "sweet and sour carp", "mushu pork", and "kung pao chicken", which are actually the menu of the store.

Walking through the lobby, the eyes suddenly opened up. The greenery in the backyard is excellent, and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, comparable to a garden. Dining tables and chairs are placed in the shade of trees in the garden, and a small canal runs through the garden from west to east, bringing coolness to the courtyard in the summer heat. The lotus leaves transplanted in the canal are wide and large, and the delicate lotus flowers are standing upright, indescribably delicate. Dozens of chubby swimming fish are jumping up and down the canal, including carp, crucian carp and a few yellow flowers.

Luan Yi introduced to the stunned crowd that the fish in the canal were all ingredients he ordered someone to collect from the lake, and if anyone wanted to eat fish for a while, they could go to the canal to choose in person, and let the little guy catch and cook that one if he liked it. This ensures that the fish you eat is the freshest of all your life.

A group of college students couldn't help but be amazed.

The east and west sides of the courtyard are private rooms, and the doors of the private rooms are separated by embroidered brocade curtains, which shows the luxury of the Phoenix Pavilion. Enter the private room to see the beautiful picture. The painting is painted by Mao Jue himself, there are landscapes, there are swimming fish, the pen is strong, although it cannot be compared with everyone, but it is definitely the best work in the world.

The week-long inspection really opened the eyes of the students.

Subsequently, Luan Yi stepped onto the stage and motioned to all the classmates to do their own thing. When everyone was seated, they began to give an impromptu speech. The content is nothing more than thanking everyone for their support and help, and then briefly introduces the special dishes of Qifeng Pavilion and the special way of eating. In the introduction of shared food, the connotation of "happiness and hardship" embodied in eating rice in a pot is highlighted.

The students in the academy are all half-old, which is the situation of brotherhood. As soon as I heard "the blessings and the hardships are the same", the blood immediately boiled, and the chant "Eat together and be good, and serve a great white". The atmosphere in the stadium was lively.

Luan Yi smiled and waved his big hand, "Serve the wine." "A group of small servants, lined up in a neat line, deliver steaming dishes to each table, and just watch the process of serving the dishes can taste a different kind of beauty.

There is nothing to say about the dishes in Qifeng Pavilion, and the gentlemen in the entire courtyard are constantly chirping. After three rounds of drinking, Luan Yi clapped his hands continuously, and musicians and singers performed on stage. Judging from the expressions on everyone's faces, they had only one performance for such an arrangement, and that was shock. His eyes widened, and he couldn't even hold the chopsticks in his hand and fell to the ground, and his ears were erected high, for fear of pulling down a certain syllable......

Luan Yi is very satisfied with this result! Quite satisfied.

Sing a few songs in a row! The singer stepped down, and it was the turn of the drama to appear. The guy was visibly a little nervous and flirtatious. Walking to the center of the stage, I didn't know where to put my hands, sometimes hanging in front, sometimes back to my back, and stumbling when I spoke, "Hmm! Everyone, seniors...... Hello classmates and seniors! Today, old play, uh...... Xi Zhicai...... Today, Lao Xi will tell you a story, and the name of the story is ......"

The audience burst into laughter, Luan Yi also pinched a cold sweat for Xi Zhicai, and secretly scolded this guy for talking one by one, and remembering the story is ripe, don't drop the chain at a critical moment today. While worried, he listened to Xi Zhicai's tone and said loudly: "Once upon a time, there was a student, his name was Ning Caichen, and he ......was on the way to study again."

"Yay?" Luan Yi's eyes lit up, don't look at the stumbling part of the self-introduction of the drama Zhicai, but the story is impressive, and the further back it goes, the more open it becomes, and the ** part is talking and making comparisons. I have counted all the gods of the students, and I have forgotten about eating, and there is no sound in the courtyard, and the needles can be heard.

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