The number of customers has increased so much, and the income of the restaurant has also earned several times compared to before, which is very good. （ .）

The play, just as it ended, people opened their mouths and became restless.

"Good! Well acted! Go on, go on! Someone shouted.

"Go on! Whether that Nie Xiaoqian is a human or a ghost, let us know! ”

"Go on, this Nie Xiaoqian is so good-looking, and this Ning Caichen, Si Swenwen's, is not bad!"

The crowd roared.

Zhao Xingqi, the bookkeeper of the restaurant, walked to the stage and said to the public: "Everyone, this play is a chapter back body, just like reading a book, watch it again and again, the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, the next time." ”

The day after tomorrow, the next time, the play should be performed slowly.

"Considering that there are still people who haven't seen this first play, we are a play, two days, three times a day, one in the morning, one in the afternoon, and one in the evening, everyone remember." Zhao Xingqidao.

One play is performed for two days, three times a day, for forty minutes at a time, and it is not a loss.

It's just that the actor has to repeat the previous actions countless times!

One minute on stage, ten years on stage!

Everyone's interest is a little dissipated, and they drink sullenly, and they don't know how, let's watch the next show the day after tomorrow!

That's all there is to it.

Jing Qingran watched from the third floor, and her heart was full of joy, not only was her drama accepted by everyone, but more importantly, the restaurant made money!

They come here to watch the play, after a long time, they naturally want to eat, and it costs money to eat, although it doesn't cost money to watch the play, but it can attract them!

……

"Shopkeeper, there is someone who wants to see you, it seems to be your husband......" Xiao Er came to Jing Qingran's side and whispered.

"Husband?" Jing Qingran frowned.

"Naturally, it's His Royal Highness King Chen." Xiao Erdao, he is also the person who knows what kind of identity Jing Qingran is.

"Damn, what is he doing here?" Jing Qingran spit out a sentence of '', and then said with some disgust.

Xiao Er was a little choked. Could it be that the prince came here to see you, shouldn't you be very happy?

Before Xiao Er could speak, the door on the side was pushed open.

This is the shopkeeper's study, and Jing Qingran is usually here. Pushing the door in, it was naturally His Royal Highness King Chen in Xiao Er's mouth.

Xiao Er walked out of the door very acquaintedly, leaving the space for the two of them.

Jing Qingran sat at the desk, looking at Mu Zhengchen who pushed the door and walked in very calmly, and didn't say anything.

Mu Zhengchen walked to the table and sat opposite her, and the two sat opposite each other, looking at each other without saying a word.

This is the third floor, and the window on the side is open, and the wind is blowing in, blowing the black hair of the two of them.

"Jing Qingran, how many days have you lived here?" After a long time, the man's cold voice sounded in the breezy and dawning air.

"It's five days." Jing Qingran said lightly.

Damn, at that time, I turned my mother away, and now I come here to ask what are you doing here?

"Five days?" There was a hint of coldness on the man's lips, this woman hadn't been back to the palace for five days, no wonder, he couldn't sit still and came to Yunlai Restaurant.

"Is there something wrong?" Jing Qingran ignored his coldness and asked lightly.

"You're not going back to the palace, are you?" He looked at her, and his voice was cold.

"Please, can you make some sense of what you're talking about? When Miss Ben went back to the palace, you stopped me from going in, I didn't go, and you came to ask why I didn't go back, how do I know? Jing Qingran said.

It's a bit like a couple making a fuss, the husband doesn't let his wife go home, and then the wife really doesn't go back, and then the husband comes running over......

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