Twenty-six, go, go to the theater to watch the play (2)
An Sijin was dressed in a moon-white forged robe, with a hairband with a Hunan bamboo pattern on his head, and a warm and small white jade pendant tied around his waist. If she is older, she will look more fairy-like, and now she is a little old at her age.
The largest opera garden in Beijing is not on Chang'an Street, but on Baihua Street, called Liyuan.
There are dozens of stages in it alone, and the horns are even more countless.
The dramas in the palace are also selected from here before entering the palace, it can be said that the pear garden is called the second, and no one is called the first.
So that's why she's coming.
In such a large theater garden, there are thousands of sets of costumes, and the materials must not be bad.
The first person to watch the play can tell at first glance whether the costume is worthy of this play.
The second costume corner is not just standing to sing a play, singing, reading, doing, playing, everything needs a good costume to match.
Although the production process of the costumes can not be so particular, and even the colors are too bright, but the materials are not lazy.
Since such a large amount is needed, the owner of this theater must have a group of fixed suppliers.
The three of them bought tickets, chose a play "Peony Tribulation", and entered the banquet, it was not yet night, and it was the most expensive opera, so there was no one at the banquet, and it seemed a little empty.
An Sijin listened to the opera for the first time on the spot, and he was fascinated by it, and he was infected by the feelings of the characters in the play several times.
I saw the female horn, tears playing, the sound was interrupted, like a cuckoo, crying in the courtyard, Baxia mourning ape, touching the heartstrings, so miserable.
When the opera ended, she also gave warm applause, called the tea girl who was standing aside to serve, and instructed Huan'er, "Huan'er, give her some reward, and let the girl singer come down to see me." ”
Tipping in this opera garden is never uncommon, and the maid received the money, so she hurried to the backstage and called the corner over.
And after An Sijin finished watching the play, he went to the VIP lounge to wait.
After drinking the Biluochun served by the next person, he nodded with satisfaction and sighed, "It is worthy of being the largest garden in Jingzhou, even the tea is not bad, it is worthy of the gentleman Biluochun in tea, this tender green is crisp, very fresh and elegant." ”
At the entrance to the lounge, a man paced.
Before the sound of the voice, the first person to rise.
"It is worthy of the young master of the General's Mansion, this tea is called Baihao, the taste itself is light, but fortunately, the aftertaste is fresh, and I like it very much, but many people feel ordinary after tasting it."
An Sijin heard the prestige, the man with clear eyebrows had a clean face without a trace of fat powder, but he was still wearing a costume, with a gentle smile, she recognized from the costume that this was the person who sang the female role on the stage.
She was stunned for a moment, she thought it should be a woman who was worried about her heart, but she didn't expect to be such a tall and gentle man up close.
And when he walked in, he heard the girl say that there was a young master with a human face who said that he wanted to reward him, and he was the first person in this pear orchard who wanted to see him reward, and there were not many people. But they have never been so bold and directly named him to receive the reward.
He was so interested that he wanted to come and see who was so presumptuous and didn't know the etiquette.
It wasn't until I saw An Sijin tasting tea that I realized that he was a stupid boy who was still young and didn't understand human feelings.