Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Young Woman Murders Her Husband
Hua Wu is gossiping with Chaoyan and Xiyan at this time.
Steward Meng invited them to "live in peace" in the most famous teahouse in the imperial capital.
At this time, the two of them arrived, but the boss of the troupe had not yet arrived.
The three of them were drinking tea and chatting.
"You two are so comfortable, you can walk around and see different scenery. She heard that Chaoyan and Xiyan went to a city not far from the emperor to sing, so she sighed like this.
Chao Yan and Xi Yan glanced at each other, isn't it perennial wandering and displacement?
"That, girl, what is your play this time, tell us. Chao Yan decided to change the subject, and he found it difficult to keep up with the girl's thoughts.
"Yes, yes!" Hua Wu didn't care.
She quickly told Chao Yan and Xi Yan the text of the play, and left a separate notebook for the two of them.
There was a knock at the door, and a fat uncle walked in, it turned out that this was the owner of the troupe.
The fat uncle's face was fleshy, and he smiled like a Maitreya Buddha.
Hua Wu immediately branded him with this label in her heart.
The uncle only said that he was the boss and didn't introduce much.
"Girl, I heard that you are a celebrity in front of the queen, and I hope the girl will take care of you in the future. The fat uncle looked smiling, and Hua Wuxian waved his hand: "It's okay, I'll cover you." ”
There was a "poof" laugh outside the door.
Hua Wu raised her eyebrows, who is snickering? Is this because you think you are too domineering?
Or is it the temperament of the two beautiful men in front of him who are full of singing?
Meng Si, who was hiding in the shadows, covered his mouth, why did he accidentally laugh, Meng Er really sent himself a good errand, this girl is very interesting, isn't it?
Chao Yan and Xi Yan watched the drama intently, but they didn't care about the dark tide caused by a laugh.
Hua Wu explained the essence of the drama to the two of them, in a word: it is to set off the atmosphere of joy.
Chaoyan and Xiyan are wearing a gray soap robe today, and there is a bamboo hairpin on the black hair, if you don't distinguish carefully, it's really hard to tell who is Chaoyan, Hua Wu remembers that Chaoyan's right eye has a monochrome birthmark the size of a grain of rice, and if you don't look carefully, you can't see clearly.
And Chaoyan's temperament is slightly mild, and Xiyan is slightly cold.
In general, the temperament of these two people is on the cold side, so Hua Wu feels the need to explain the joy of the performance.
At this time when they were studying the drama, the fat uncle walked out again, saying that he had met an acquaintance and would come back later.
Chao Yan and Xi Yan studied the drama for a while, and then discussed it with Hua Wu, and after the director's work was completed.
Hua Wu smiled and said to them: "You two sing this play well, and I will pay you two separately." ”
The two of them glanced at each other, and said to Yan: "Girl, you don't have to be polite, you can talk to the boss about the remuneration." ”
"Hey, the remuneration on the boss's side is naturally negotiable, and your side is your side. ”
"Well, you go and call the boss, and we'll have a good talk. Seeing the embarrassment of the two of them, Hua Wu probably knew that they should have their own rules and could not secretly receive remuneration, so in order to avoid adding to the burden on them, she also decided to talk openly.
Xiyan walked out.
It was only a moment before the fat boss walked in.
"Steward Meng has already negotiated with me for payment, so the girl doesn't have to bother. Uncle Maitreya was still smiling.
Hua Wu smiled: "I know that you naturally negotiated it, and I will talk to you about other remuneration here." You know, the queen has arranged to go to the palace to sing first, and after that, you will go to the houses of many ministers to continue singing, so that you will receive a lot of remuneration for each performance, so that you will soon earn more silver taels......"
Hua Wu stopped talking and looked at them.
Maitreya Buddha is a perennial person who runs the rivers and lakes, so he naturally understands the meaning of the flower dance.
"The girl is going to take a cut, right, this is okay, but how much money do you plan to charge for this play?" Maitreya Buddha hit the nail on the head and was very good.
Hua Wu nodded: "Five hundred and twenty taels is a play, you take twenty taels of the remuneration you deserve, and the remaining five hundred taels are mine." ”
"So much. "The three people in the room were amazed.
They now charge twenty taels for a play, and it seems that Hua Wu understands the market.
"Yes, if you ask these ministers to collect it, who will not let them find the queen. Hua Wu smiled brightly, but all three of them smelled the treacherous aura behind the smile.
"Also, I'm going to ransom them both, and Uncle will make a price. "Hua Wu came step by step, agreed to this price, and then redeemed himself, the drama here is also for sale, so naturally he needs to redeem himself.
She didn't know the past of Chaoyan and Xiyan, but she could only move on to the next step if she ransomed them.
"No, we don't. Xi Yan interrupted.
Hua Wu was slightly surprised, and then it became clear that naturally everyone has their own troubles, but Chao Yan didn't speak.
Maitreya Buddha smiled and said, "Girl, they signed a lifelong contract, and they can't redeem it." ”
"Oh, then how much is your troupe, make a price. "This is her last step, since she doesn't sell people, then buy the entire troupe.
Maitreya Buddha laughed: "Girl, the troupe is all the net worth of the contemptible people. ”
"Say it, make an offer. "Hua Wu still has a smile on her face, if the troupe can't buy it....
She wants to build another one herself, which is too time-consuming and difficult to find someone.
Maitreya Buddha pulled out an embarrassed smile: "The contemptible net worth is worthless, but if we sell it to girls, from now on, won't we lose our freedom?"
"No, freedom is yours, and I won't interfere with your actions, just help me do a little harmless thing once in a while. Hua Wu heard this, and there was a possibility of continuing to talk.
She threw out a lot of bait, and a lot of free conditions, and in the end the fat uncle compromised.
After all, she paid 5,000 taels, but she didn't really take it out, just after singing at the ten ministers' houses, they would be able to get the money.
Naturally, Hua Wu also signed terms with him.
Write the terms on the spot in black and white:
1. Do not interfere with the freedom of the troupe to sing, and sing wherever they go.
2. Only when I go to each place to sing, by the way, I help Hua Wu collect some information.
3. According to the regulations, after singing the play written by the flower dance.
is simply three strips, each drawing a charge, and Hua Wu has become the new owner of the troupe.
watched Hua Wu's crisp and neat words fall.
Maitreya Buddha couldn't help but admire: "The girl's words are so good." ”
Hua Wu raised her eyebrows and said triumphantly: "That is, writing is like a young woman murdering her husband." ”
Maitreya Buddha laughed twice, Xiyan had no expression, and asked curiously, "What does the girl mean by this?"
"Oh, the young woman murdered her husband!
There was a slight laugh in the shadows.
Hua Wu frowned, how could there be such a rampant thief, who had been eavesdropping, and laughing unscrupulously, it must be a little guy in this teahouse who was undisciplined, she got up and opened the door with a bang.
But there was nothing at the door, and she walked back in a huff.
After agreeing on the specific details with Chaoyan again, she walked out of the teahouse.