Qiong Yin lingers

Chapter 23

In order to let everyone know that the "root" of the Oriental Tea House is in Erxian Village, within one month after the opening, Huang Simi cleverly arranged a daily performance of "March [-]" and "Legend of Erxianling". The main purpose is to tell everyone : The Oriental Tea House originated from Erxian Village; the Sea Island Qiong Opera originated from the masses.

As Huang Simei expected, the Oriental Tea House in Triangle Park and the down-to-earth adaptation of excerpts instantly became famous, and the citizens of the East are proud to consume in the Oriental Tea House.

Every afternoon tea time, the Oriental Tea House in Triangle Park is full of seats,

Later, Huang Simi opened additional breakfast seats, which were still full every day.

The "sweet potato" dim sum that Huang Simei has studied diligently has also been improved by professional chefs, and many new products have been produced: stewed noodles made of sweet potato glutinous rice flour, golden and attractive sweet potato cakes, fragrant sweet potato fried bags...

Once again, the "native products" of Erxian Village, together with the excerpts of Dongfang Qiong Opera Troupe, have become a beautiful landscape in Triangle Park.

Amidst the lingering Qiongyin, Meng Huaxiang looked at the bustling teahouse, and was in a daze for a moment: Once upon a time, the Qiongju stage was so bustling.It's just that the audience at that time really came for the Qiong Opera; now, they are all tea drinkers who come for the Oriental Teahouse, and watching the drama is just incidental.

Fortunately, Huang Simi's ideological work is in place, and now Meng Huaxiang is no longer saddened by this matter.

In any case, the wheels of history are rolling forward, and it is a blessing that Qiong Opera can still retain its roots and spread on the big stage.

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On the last day of the opening of the teahouse, the classic play "March [-]" is being performed on the stage.

The actors came on stage, and Li brocade costumes were shining brightly against the simple curtain, vividly telling the legendary story that has been passed down for hundreds of years. The lively performance style and humorous slang lines attracted constant applause from the audience. Tea guests can even sing a few duets with the stage.

"The wind is blowing on March [-]rd, who's boy is smiling? With bamboo poles dancing, the bonfire is shining to welcome the sunny day. The warm sun is bringing March [-]rd, whose girl is blushing? Singing love songs Her bare hands are slender, her eyes sparkle like stars."

"I weave cloth and you plow the fields. A harmonious life is sweeter than honey; you gather firewood and I bear the burden, and honey is sweeter than honey."

"Drunk the Wanquan River with the sound of the chords, and awakened the Xianshan Mountains with love songs. The sweetest is Li's glutinous rice wine, and the most beautiful is Li's March [-]rd. Elder brother blowing the flute is full of love. , Amei Daihua has such a pretty figure!"

……

Singing sounds lingered on and off the stage, and a disharmonious voice came in obliquely amidst the joy.

"Sister Mei's tea house dances and dances, but we, the people of Erxian Village, are starving to death! God! Earth! I beg you to have pity on us innocent people!"

Li Dongming raised his voice, his shrill voice was harsh and unpleasant, but for a moment the antiphonal singing on and off the stage was forced to pause.

All the tea guests turned their heads and saw a couple of young people, leading a dozen or so ragged villagers with vicissitudes, standing in a row.

Their eyes were fixed on Huang Simei who was leading the dance performance on the stage, their eyes were like fire, as if they wanted to eat her alive.

The tea drinkers liked to be lively, and when they saw this, some people took the lead in booing.

"Hey! What's the matter! Tell me, let us judge for you!"

"Yes! Say it, and we will judge you!"

For a while, big plays were sung on stage, and small plays were sung off stage.

Li Dongming combed his hair back, his hair was shiny, and he was dressed in a crisp silver suit and vest. He was very handsome.

It has to be said that Meng Huaxiang had a reason for wanting to praise him as the head of the family: he looks really good!The height is also outstanding!

But at this moment, his eyes were shining with a sly light, he was filled with righteous indignation, he raised his hands high, pretending to cry, he looked like a monkey performing in a zoo, which made people disgusted.

"Oh my god! It's this person on the stage who has caused all our village folks to lose their money! Now they have opened the teahouse in the city, so please don't be fooled by her again! She is the real Huang Shiren, all evil capitalists!"

Lin Jiaojiao wore an ankle-length white dress, wiped her tears with a handkerchief, and sang with Li Dongming in a mournful voice.

"She drove our entire village to extermination for her own local goods business. She is so cruel! We are also desperate, and we only came to the teahouse today to ask for an explanation! Please, uncles, aunts, brothers and sisters, help us Lord wow!"

Speaking of which, these two people were originally the pillars of the troupe, with excellent singing and writing skills.

Looking at their posture now, it's a bit of a pity to give up acting to start a business.

Huang Simei is wearing a set of colorful Li brocade and is performing an excerpt of "March [-]" on the stage.

Hearing the hypocrisy of these two people, she sneered, and asked impatiently: "I don't know if you two keep saying that I harmed you, how did I harm you? Do you have evidence?"

Li Dongming and Lin Jiaojiao winked, they stepped aside, and the villagers behind them rushed forward.

In the hands of these villagers, they are either pulling sweet potato vines, or holding sweet potatoes with thick calves, and their faces are full of resentment.

All of a sudden, the lady of the Li nationality drooped her eyelids and stretched her neck, speaking fragrantly in the island dialect she was not familiar with; dance……

"We are obviously sweet potato seedlings cut from your field, but look, the sweet potato leaves are in such a mess that pigs don't want to eat them! They must have hurt us on purpose!"

"That's right! The sweet potatoes grown by the Mingming Qiong Troupe look good and taste good. The potatoes grown by us don't matter if they are huge, but look at the water after they are boiled and they are so sticky that they can't be eaten at all! You must be the ones who moved on the seedlings." It’s impossible to do this otherwise!”

"Losing money! The Qiong Opera Troupe must lose money! It's really impossible, you bought all the potatoes and potato leaves in our field! We have been busy for a whole season, and this is the family's livelihood for half a year!"

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From their bustling and angry voices, Huang Simei finally figured it out: it turned out that because of Huang Simei's various "new ways of eating", the potatoes grown by the Qiong Opera Troupe had caused a great stir in the market and became popular in the market. In short supply.

Li Dongming and Lin Jiaojiao's original business methods were learned from Zhang Shennian, and they could still make money in the same way.

However, they had a big heart and wanted to swallow the business of the entire Qiong Opera Troupe. Seeing that Huang Simei gained the upper hand by relying on this "new species" trick alone.

How can they be willing?
Therefore, in order to "follow the way of the Qiong Opera Troupe and make the Qiong Opera Troupe have nowhere to go", on a dark and stormy night, they formed a group to steal the potato seedlings of the Qiong Opera Troupe, and made the whole village plant hundreds of acres crazily.

In the end, I never expected that all the melons and dates that were planted were crooked, which were completely different from the potatoes of the Dongfang Qiong Opera Troupe.

They thought about it, and thought that Huang Simimei deliberately set up a voodoo to frame them!
Otherwise, if they are all seedlings in the same field, how could different potatoes come out and let them waste a season in vain?
Of course, Li Dongming and Lin Jiaojiao had other plans: even if it wasn't the Qiong Opera Troupe's actions, they should direct the anger of the whole village of Erxian Village to Huang Simei and make Dongfang Qiong Opera Troupe compensate.

No matter how bad it is, let them take over the mess of hundreds of acres of land in Erxian Village!

The two of them don't want to do business at a loss!
The people of the Qiong Opera Troupe are as disgusting as eating flies: they obviously stole the potato seedlings from the Qiong Opera Troupe, and they still have the face to beat them back.

The point is, they deliberately chose the day when the new teahouse opened as a reward, and came to make trouble!
Tea drinkers who don't know the truth, don't understand the past, just look at the way these two people are weeping and the anger of the people, and really think that Huang Simi has caused them misfortune.

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In the Dongfang Qiong Opera Troupe, "peace is the most important" has always been advocated, and Meng Huaxiang has always taught everyone to "be kind to others".

However, she never said what to do if someone stepped on her head.

In the past, Huang Simei might have calmed down, either accepting the inferior sweet potatoes from the villagers; or giving them some compensation to stop their mouths.

But now, Huang Simi feels more and more, "repay grievances with virtue, how can you repay virtue"?
"Repay grievances with straightness, repay virtue with kindness" is the best policy.

Huang Simei pursed her lips, stepped forward to face them, raised her chin slightly, and opened her thin lips slightly: "The "Disciple Regulations" say, 'When using a character, you must ask clearly. If you don't ask, it's stealing'. Simply put, if you don't ask, you take it yourself Steal! You become thieves, and then you still want to accuse the person who was stolen of harming you, is it shameful?"

Li Dongming straightened his neck, and said confidently: "Jiaojiao and I were originally members of the Qiong Opera Troupe! Now the purpose of stealing seedlings is to help the villagers of Erxian Village, so that they have enough food and clothing. How can this be considered stealing? What's more , We also worked hard for a season, if it wasn't for your seedlings, how could we waste this season's time on these potatoes?!"

Li Dongming was straightforward and unapologetic.

At that time, he also brainwashed Lin Jiaojiao in the same way: We are not stealing the seedlings of the Qiong Opera Troupe, we are helping the fathers and villagers of Erxian Village to have enough food, so that the whole village can become well-off as soon as possible.

Lin Jiaojiao and the villagers of Erxian Village, who were led astray by him, felt that they were right: since Dongfang Qiong Opera Troupe has better potato seedlings, why didn't they take the initiative to distribute them to everyone?They were even asked to steal it, all because of Dongfang Qiong Troupe!

Strange to say, growing sweet potatoes is a common farm work, basically without any technical content.

However, the two new varieties that Zhang Shennian sent back from overseas have slightly different planting methods, and both control water and fertilizer.

In order to grow "green pearl" sweet potato leaves that taste crisp and tender, it is necessary to regularly straighten the seedlings and raise the roots.

Li Dongming and Lin Jiaojiao didn't know the key point, so they asked the villagers to plant according to the original method. In order to increase the production, the villagers fertilized and watered desperately. Not only did the sweet potato leaves become fat and tough, but the sweet potatoes that came out lost their original glutinous texture. Sweet taste.

As for cassava, it is even more special. It is necessary to strictly control the water under extremely dry conditions. It is necessary to ensure that the seedlings cannot be burned due to excessive sunlight, and the cassava cannot be poured into a "watery" state.

When stealing seedlings, Li Dongming and Lin Jiaojiao promised the villagers that they would lead them to seize the market of Qiong Opera Troupe and make a fortune.

Unexpectedly, after the whole village was mobilized for a quarter of work, such a result came out.

Li Dongming and Lin Jiaojiao had already lost the deposit, and they didn't want to spend any more money to buy these sweet potatoes, and they were afraid that the villagers would make trouble, so they deliberately created public opinion and pointed their guns at the Qiong Opera Troupe.

When the villagers were instigated by them, they lost their minds and followed them until the Qiong Opera Troupe broke out.

Huang Simi almost laughed angrily: "So, you failed to steal the seeds, so you want to make me lose money?"

Seeing this, Li Dongming and Lin Jiaojiao jumped out and retorted: "There is no fence in the troupe's land, how can it be called stealing? Besides, didn't you also distribute the potato seedlings to Zhiniang's ten families? They are all Russians." The folks in the village, why can’t we grow them when they can? Besides, Zhang Shennian went to Sanya to set up a stall earlier. If there were no folks and elders from Erxian Village to supply him, where would he be now? The Dongfang Qiong Opera Troupe would have had The Northwest Wind has disbanded!"

Lin Jiaojiao was holding a small handkerchief, with a weak willow and supportive attitude: "Sister Mei said a long time ago that to help Erxian Village get rich, we are just doing what Sister Mei said! How did it become stealing? Besides, you just lost some potato seedlings, but we lost a whole season of labor, if you don’t lose money, at least you can buy the backlog of sweet potatoes, cassava and potato seedlings on hand!”

People are shameless, and they will be destroyed by heaven and earth.

Facing the unreasonable Li Dongming and Lin Jiaojiao, the vigorous Liu Guangwei and Wu Linlin couldn't stand it anymore. They were so angry that they picked up their spears from the stage and rushed towards them from left to right.

Wu Linlin blushed, and cursed angrily: "The betrayal of the troupe came first, and the second was stealing seedlings to do evil. Now you still have the face to make trouble in a teahouse? I think you think that our Qiong Opera troupe is now full of old men. Weak women and children are easy to bully! Give me a shot so you know that not everyone in our Qiong Opera Troupe can be bullied!"

Huang Simei was standing on the stage, wearing a colorful ankle-length Li brocade long skirt with wide swing.

She was barefoot, standing on the stage, and every time she took a step forward, the hem of her skirt would ripple around, forming lotuses every step of the way, echoing the silver ornaments on her head.

She had a smile on her face, but her heart trembled when she saw the villagers who came to make trouble.

Standing at the forefront of the stage, with her toes hanging in the air, Huang Simei is like a tall and straight green pine.

Looking around, Huang Simei said coldly: "Li Dongming, Lin Jiaojiao, have you forgotten who raised you? Who provided for you to finish elementary school and junior high school? And who brought you to Sanya to set up a stall? Yes, uncles and aunts, have you forgotten who first brought local goods into the city and helped you? Forgot who paid the highest price every time they purchased goods? My things still want to bite back and play tricks now? Let me tell you—no way!"

On weekdays, Huang Simei has a soft personality. Because of singing, she speaks softly and with a long tail, and never blushes with others.

Now her words were loud and powerful, and those who came to make trouble took a few steps back in fright.

(End of this chapter)