Chapter 88

This is a group of fans who can listen to the play. They hold it when they should hold it and listen when they should listen. They will never interrupt the rhythm of the singers on the stage because of their own interference.

This sound was good until Gu Zheng finished singing this classic passage. After closing the posture, the people off the court really gave an explosive cheer.

"Color!"

"Table No. 3 rewards master Gu for tea!"

"Table 5 is for master Gu to rest!"

Well, table 5. People pull cars themselves. You don't have to reward the fare.

Although the people who stroll in this street are not very rich, they still have the spending power to order a cup of tea in the tea garden and listen to two sentences in their spare time.

After all, you only need two copper dollars to order a cup of jasmine in this tea garden and spend an afternoon.

And that reward, they are naturally willing to take it out.

The waiter in the tea garden has never been as happy as he is today, because for an employee who can get the tea, he has not opened for more than half a year.

Gu Zheng on the stage, in his eyes at this time, is a glittering gold ingot that will move, and he is the guide to a well-off life in the future.

Those fans who are still unwilling to open their eyes are still shaking their heads and enjoying Gu Zheng's opera, which brings them the inner aftertaste.

A few more sang out a few sentences from the passage just now.

"No, no, the tone is the same. I can't sing master Gu."

"Calm down, set the three armies, devise strategies, and strengthen mountains and rivers!"

"Good! Really good!"

I was stunned.

Gu Zheng, who got off the stage, was not free. Guo Yan on one side was like a boxer waiting for the next fight. He served tea and water towels for fear that boss Gu would not be served well. He put down his pick and stopped singing in the second half.

This is like watching a TV series without watching the grand finale, which makes people scratch their hearts and lungs. Then he won't want to live in peace this day.

Seeing Guo Yan's cautious appearance, Gu Zheng felt funny and confirmed that the owner of the tea garden had a rare childlike heart and was a real drama lover.

Not because of the comments of outsiders, not because of the discrimination of the times, not because of the interference of foreign objects, is a person who adheres to his heart and dream.

This kind of person, singing for his garden, is safe.

Thinking of this, Gu Zheng's expression was more serious. His voice and feeling were perfectly accepted by him.

When Gu Zheng came back again and sang in the second half, even the people under the stage had a different feeling.

"Hey, brother, do you think master Gu on the stage is singing more brilliantly?"

"Don't talk to me. I'm listening to the play. Besides, it's not normal that people haven't adjusted well in the first half and haven't opened their voice yet?"

"Even if you don't sing, it's several times better than the so-called old student in Dongsheng tea garden who has risen to the wrist in the front street."

"That's true. Since people became popular, the money for listening to the play has doubled several times. Since Dongli has boss Gu, why do we want to listen to Laosheng's play and spend the wronged money?"

"That's right! I'm willing to hold the show and pay the reward. It's our own business, but you can't cheat my play money."

It's agreed to listen to the play without discussion?

You talk more and more.

These whispered exchanges did not affect the selfless Gu Zheng who had already sung on the stage. He seemed to resonate with the play in the deepest part of his soul.

Ten years to sharpen a sword, once try the edge.

Gu Zheng, in this most ordinary stage, found the dream he most longed for in his heart for the original owner.

I can also sing, and the road can change like this.

As soon as the feather fan is closed, the long sleeves are closed, the piano sound falls, and the soap boots stop.

Gu Zheng stood quietly on the stage and made a long bow to the audience who watched his first play. Then, with the node accompaniment of gongs and drums, he returned to the backcourt.

The people under the stage watched eagerly. They didn't know that today's play was over until those musicians put away their instruments and stepped down with the bench under their hips.

This, this is too short. I still have more to say.

Different from the tea garden nearby, which has three plays a day, from today on, there is only one play in Dongli tea garden, which is the old life play of boss Gu.

Gu Zheng, who is removing his makeup backstage, is now discussing this matter with Guo Yan. For him, it's bullshit to say that he is dedicated to the cause of Quyi. His goal has never been forgotten. That's money.

"Master Gu, do you think it's ok? Let's follow the rules of the industry. You sing here in the evening. Do you want to win or play."

"How to give the money, and how to calculate the members?"

Gu Zheng really didn't know about this business. His eyes were black.

"The bonus is paid daily. After deducting our costs, 30% of the profits will belong to you. Of course, the reward of the guests will be calculated separately."

"The part money is that you sing here for a day, and I'll give you a day's salary. The price is fixed. If you want a stable person, you usually choose this."

"Look, boss Gu, which one are you going to choose?"

Gu Zheng listened to these two choices, rubbed his chin and thought for only a second, and then finalized the result: "I don't choose either to become a member or a member, I choose joint stock."

"What is a joint stock method?"

"On weekdays, when you open your teahouse, I don't interfere in business, but in the evening, I will sing in your Dongli tea garden."

"A whole play, the kind that collects tickets and tea and water."

"From now on, after deducting your costs and expenses, the ticket money and water charges will give us four or six points of profit. What do you think of this?"

It seems to be 10% more than the draw, but it is also very reasonable that people only receive labor income and seek equality of status.

As a businessman, Guo Yan nodded happily after weighing it up: "of course, we can draw up a new agreement later?"

When Gu Zheng saw that the other party was happy, he then asked him the question he was most interested in: "what's more, how does the guest's reward count?"

"Or Panax notoginseng."

"Huh?"

At a glance, Gu Zheng was about to look at it. Guo Yan hurriedly took up the explanation: "of course, it's me three and you seven."

That's about the same. Don't breathe next time.

Gu Zheng, who got a satisfactory answer, nodded, covered his makeup removed face with messy hair again, buttoned his broken felt hat on his head, dragged his rickshaw out of the backcourt and stretched out his hand to Guo Yan who followed him: "where's today's profit? Bring it first."

"Alas! Alas? Master Gu, you have to let me figure it out? It's such a mess today. You have to wait for my accounting room to figure it out!"

Your little broken tea garden is equipped with an accounting room? Are you kidding?