Chapter Seventy-Nine: Peking Opera
So when Li Huan gave her the silver ticket, she only kept 50,000 taels, and the other 10,000 taels were saved from Zhan Jinbo before, and the total was only 60,000 taels.
She gave Ning Qiluo 5,000 taels, plus she recently went shopping and ate delicious food, and now Lu Wan has a total of less than 55,000 taels in her hand, and I am afraid that there is a little hanging in the inner ring of Tianjie to build a building with a good location.
That's it, and I'm not in a hurry. It doesn't hurt to know a little more.
There are flower buildings in the heavenly street, but the business of the flower buildings in the heavenly street is not very prosperous, probably because the heavenly street is adjacent to the imperial palace, so the civil and military officials will not often patronize it, for fear of attracting tongues, more businessmen.
But the reason why she wants to open a building in Tianjie is to insert an eye and establish an intelligence network that belongs to her.
Just as she was contemplating and thinking, she heard the sound of gongs and drums downstairs, as well as the familiar melody, and her eyes were attracted, this is ...... Beijing opera?
Because her grandfather loved opera, especially Peking Opera, she grew up listening to all kinds of operas, although she had never heard this repertoire, but the pronunciation and melody were indeed the same as what she had heard.
There are actually a lot more overlapping parts of this alternate world than she remembers.
"Shopkeeper."
"Here, guest officer, what do you need?" The shopkeeper was full of smiles.
"What's going on downstairs?"
"Childe is not a native of Kyoto, this is the most traditional drama in Kyoto, so it is called Peking Opera."
It's also called Peking Opera? Is this a coincidence or is there some intrinsic connection?
"Is this peculiar to leaving the country?"
"Harm, the villain has never been to another country, but I heard them say that they have acted in other countries." Xiao Er grinned when he heard this.
Lu Juan nodded, even if it is spread, it must be in the name of Peking Opera. "Little second brother, do you usually come to listen to music?"
"Look, it's all full underneath." Xiao Er said with a smile, there are many guests, although he is tired, but the chance of getting a tip is also much greater, and he is willing to be tired.
Lu Juan waved his hand, and Xiao Er nodded and retreated, leaving Lu Juan thoughtful.
After listening to the two scenes, Lu Wan smiled and sang the same, but this story was something she had never heard of, and the people downstairs kept applauding.
In the exclamations of the surrounding tables, Lu Juan heard that this was actually the most popular repertoire, but she listened to it without making waves at all.
If this level can be applauded by the whole house, then if she moves the books like "Peach Blossom Fan", "The Legend of the West Chamber", "The Drunken Concubine", and "Farewell My Concubine", ...... Thinking of this, her eyebrows stretched, and the corners of her lips hooked slightly.
At the moment, in the private room of the Drunken Immortal Residence, Lu Juan was dining.
There are separate private rooms, and there are private rooms covered by silk on all sides, each side can be opened, and close to one of them can be lifted to see the performance downstairs.
Chun Xing led Ning Qiluo in.
"Master." As soon as the woman came in, she knelt down for Lu Juan.
"Get up. Come and eat. ”
Ning Qiluo was a little stunned, seeing Chun Xing naturally step forward, standing a little dumbfounded, Lu Juan gave her five thousand taels, which is equivalent to buying her, that is the slave maid.
As a slave, how can you eat at the same table with your master?
Chun Xing glanced back at her, "Come here, the master doesn't like us standing and serving when he eats." ”