Journey To the World of Film and Television

  For the opening of the restaurant this time, Zhao Paner spent a lot of money, not only spent the remaining 170 opera troupe dividends before Song Yinzhang, but also asked Chi Yanei to invite folk jugglers to perform their unique skills in turns on the floating stage outside the building.

  Lion dance, fire breathing, bowl topping, stilts, it can be described as very lively.

Near the restaurant, every few steps you walk, there are young and beautiful maids smiling on both sides of the road to welcome customers. Zhou Ji and Si Teng Hongkui walked down the Bian Bridge and saw Zhao Pan'er and Ge Zhaodi from a distance with bright smiles, looking forward from time to time. The regular guests who came to join us greeted a few words.

With an apologetic smile, Ge Zhaodi invited one of the Qingliu officials into the restaurant. Ge Zhaodi rubbed her stiff face, turned around and saw that Zhou Ji and the others had also come over. The pain from Zhou Ji's slap for the first time remained.

  His eyes, which were bent into crescents with a smile, were also clouded and heavy, and the joy of becoming the fourth owner of the restaurant from the bottom of the society suddenly faded a lot.

   "Mr. Zhou, Miss Si Teng, Xiao Kui, thank you for coming to join me." Zhao Pan'er ignored Ge Zhaodi's little thoughts, walked down the steps with a normal expression, and greeted several people with a smile.

"Miss Pan'er keeps silent and buys such a big property, why don't we come~" Zhou Ji glanced around, completely ignoring Ge Zhaodi who was shrinking behind Zhao Pan'er, and raised his eyebrows, "Why don't you see Miss Yinzhang and Mrs. Sanniang?"

"Sanniang is worried about the food supply, and she is still in the back kitchen at the moment~ As for the introduction, she never likes to deal with guests, so she must be leading a good tour right now?" Zhao Pan'er turned around and glanced In the store, he smiled and said, "Here, you should be able to see it as soon as you enter the door."

   A few words of politeness, Zhao Paner still had to greet other guests, Zhou Ji greeted her, and then walked towards the middle of the restaurant.

At this time, the lobby of the restaurant was already full of guests. More than a dozen graceful women on and off the stage, wearing low-cut and gaudy costumes, walked out of the backstage in an orderly manner. Dance with the music in a charming posture.

  Gauze red lips, snake waist lotus hands, charming and moving.

Zhou Ji moved his eyes away from the deep gullies of white flowers, as if he strayed into the dance area of ​​a certain station. Others are serious professional "art connoisseurs" who analyze the tension of movements, inner expression, and the appeal of dance postures. It looks like soft **** that is playing around the edges.

  Looking around, the stage was surrounded by guests, among whom there were very few women, and Song Yinzhang, Zhang Haohao, and Sun Sanniang happened to be on the opposite right side of the stage.

   "What are you talking about? So happy?"

  Several people were talking and laughing together at this moment, and Song Yinzhang's eyes lit up when he heard Zhou Ji's voice, "Master, Miss Si Teng, and Xiao Kui, you are here~"

   "Mr. Zhou~" "Mr. Zhou."

Sun Sanniang and Zhang Haohao looked in the direction Song Yinzhang was speaking, greeted Zhou Ji and the others with a smile, and chatted for a while. Zhou Ji looked at the maikos on and off the stage, and said with a strange expression: "Who thought of this dance? ?”

Seeing that the maiko began to twist their waists along with the music, the gauze blouse with its bare waist moved like a water snake, attracting a few men next to them to stare at it fascinatedly, smiling and probing close to the maiko, learning to She raised her arms and twisted her waist.

  Mr. Zhuoshi not far away couldn’t figure out why the serious restaurant engaged in this kind of ‘art’, so he stammered and asked, “What, what are these?”

"This is the celestial maiden dance in Xizhou. In the legend of Tianzhu, Gandapo led the gods to dance to worship the Buddha. The sky is full of flowers. Our dance is based on its artistic conception." Zhao Paner walked slowly from the door and introduced it to Mr. Zhuoshi .

Among the sisters, Song Yinzhang is the best at rhythm, and she is the best at dancing. She actually learned a lot of dances in the teaching workshop, from the "green waist dance" when she met a private salt dealer at the Qiantang tea shop to the "butterfly dance" Brothel soft dance 'blah blah blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.

   As soon as the voice fell, a maid sprinkled flower petals on the railing, which once again attracted everyone to applaud.

  Yuan Tuntian has seen half-hidden pricing before, and now seeing that Zhao Paner opened a restaurant and engaged in such a big battle, he hesitated and said: "Such a beautiful dance, can we still afford it in Yong'an Building?"

"Don't worry. There are three pavilions in Yong'an Tower, Yiyuan Pavilion for entertaining guests, and Qianshan Pavilion for rich and frugal people. If you like to have fun, you can also go to Wanshui Pavilion over there. There are tiles there, and there are various performances, which are different every day. "Zhao Pan'er raised her head slightly, and glanced at Zhou Ji and Si Teng calmly, as if she didn't care about Tongfu Teahouse's crushing of ordinary teahouses.

   Sure enough, seeing the fragrant dance in front of him, Yuan Tuntian and the middle-aged people next to him looked at each other, and said in surprise: "The restaurant can also open tiles? Then we have to go and see."

  Zhou Ji was also very curious, so he turned his head and glanced at Si Teng and Hong Kui, Hong Kui said first, "I'll go too!"

  Si Teng didn't take the initiative to object, Zhou Jiquan took it as her acquiescence, so he said something to Song Yinzhang and the others, and followed to the direction of Wanshui Pavilion.

When Zhou Ji and the others came to Wanshui Pavilion, they saw a slightly crude stage, and there were also dancers performing, which was more coquettish than the lobby, but what was more eye-catching than the silk and bamboo string music was the stage a few feet away. Noise from the table.

"big big big!"

   "Little little!!!"

Zhou Ji frowned slightly, glanced across the lobby, and found that there were more than one table of such guests, one of them stepped on the bench with one foot, held up the dice cup and shook it, and finally smashed it on the table, signaling everyone to place a bet .

  Across the aisle, the guests at the other table were almost the same. The guests surrounded the table tightly and looked inside one after another.

   "What's the situation? Could it be that Miss Pan'er and the others just opened their business, and someone deliberately punished her?" Hongkui stared at the scene in front of her in astonishment, and stepped forward to drive these gamblers away.

   "Don't be impulsive." Zhou Ji stretched out his hand to hold Hongkui's shoulder, and said with a strange expression: "Maybe. This is her business method?"

   "Opening a restaurant during the day and opening a nightclub at night, the carefully selected dances may be to improve the artistic aesthetics of the guests, and allowing the guests to roll the dice is to add some fun to the drinking." Zhou Ji said with a gloomy expression.

   "But there is no wine on their tables!" Hong Kui pointed to one of the gambling tables.

  Zhou Ji shrugged, and said helplessly: "You say that. How can I help her smooth things over?"

   Wanshui Pavilion was really a bit of a mess. As a poor scholar, Yuan Tuntian couldn't bear it, so he left immediately and returned to the lobby of Qianshan Pavilion in Yongan Building.

   "Look over there." Si Teng's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he looked at a table of guests in the far corner.

  Zhou Ji turned his eyes and saw a flamboyantly dressed maiko approaching one of the guests with enchanting and graceful steps, with winking eyes like silk, as if coquettishly moaning about something.

   "The wine is really as good as you say?"

  The guest touched the maiko's Rou Yi, and said with a smile.

In order to earn a commission, thinking that being groped will not lose a piece of meat, the maiko endured the discomfort and let the other party take advantage of it, explaining how good their wine is, and it is naturally twice as expensive as other restaurants There is a reason why it is twice as expensive.

  Zhou Ji looked at the other side again, and the maiko at the other table coaxed the guests into elation with soft words, and bought a pot directly.

  Scenes like this abound.

  Human nature is evil.

  Those fake big empty cakes are far less real than the money you get.

  Perhaps when Zhao Paner recruited these kabuki from Jiaofang, she didn’t expect that the incentives for selling liquor would gradually be distorted and deteriorated

  Perhaps Zhao Paner didn’t think about this at all, as long as they can make profiteering drinks, which nightclub will control whether their own wine holders will be taken advantage of by others?

  Zhou Ji believes that the scene in front of him is only a microcosm, and these wine holders will gradually spread to Qianshan Pavilion and Yiyuan Pavilion that have not yet received customers in another form

  As for the casino, it may not be able to penetrate the high-end private room of Yiyuan Pavilion, but Qianshan Pavilion must not last long, and there will be such a scene of dancing music performance in the front and dice gambling in the back.

   On the other hand, Tongfu Teahouse has already promoted stir-fried dishes to Bianjing, so the guests of Yonganlou have a high degree of acceptance of these 'novel' dishes.

After Zhao Paner greeted the guests in the lobby, as she did a day ago, she skillfully brought up Song Yinzhang, and told everyone that tomorrow, the Huayue Banquet will invite twelve of the most respected literati in Tokyo to hold a banquet with the best seasonal ingredients. Lady Song offered music and delicacies.

  Since the birthday banquet in the Xiao Mansion, Zhang Haohao's reputation has plummeted, and gradually, the chances of appearing on the stage are less than before.

  The teahouse opened tonight, and Chi Yanei said that he wanted to bring a friend over, but he hasn't been seen until now.

Seeing everyone's fascinated and longing expressions when they heard the name of Mrs. Song, Song Yinzhang couldn't help but feel a little bit uncomfortable, so Song Yinzhang had no choice but to comfort him. To Zhao Pan'er and Sun Sanniang, they briefly introduced the origins of Zhao Yanei, Zhou Ji, and Chi Yanei.

  After recovering the invitation from Ge Zhaodi last time, Zhao Paner eliminated Lin Sansi as agreed, and the overall list has changed a lot.

   Now seeing the friends brought by Chi Ya Nei, Zhao Pan'er is delicate in her thoughts, and vaguely realizes that this Ya Nei with the same surname as hers is definitely not an ordinary son, so she crosses off one of the people on the original list, and sends the invitation card of the Flower Moon Banquet to the other party.

  As the night darkened, the restaurant guests slowly dispersed, sending off the last group of guests, and the Yongan Building, which had been noisy all night, finally quieted down.

Song Yinzhang, Sun Sanniang, Ge Zhaodi, Chi Yanei, and Zhang Haohao gathered around the table in the elegant room, watching Zhao Pan'er take inventory of today's revenue. After working hard all night, Ge Zhaodi had already walked out of the haze, looked at the accounts in front of Zhao Pan'er, and exclaimed: "Pan'er Sister Er is really amazing, our Yong'an Building has become a hit this time, right?"

  Zhao Pan'er couldn't hide her smile, but she still pretended to be calm and calm and said: "How can the opening of the new store be so smooth? It depends on the Huayue Banquet tomorrow night."

Sun Sanniang couldn't recognize the complicated words, but the entrance price of Huayue Banquet was 50 guan, which still made her feel uneasy, "Pan'er, 50 guan is too expensive, isn't it? Our monthly rent is so much many."

   "It's always been difficult to attract customers to new stores. Now we can't follow the old way of reducing prices in teahouses. It just needs to be expensive enough to attract the appetite of the whole city." Zhao Pan'er said confidently and calmly.

  Sun Sanniang worried: "But what kind of precious dishes do we have to make to be worth so much money!"

  Zhao Pan'er smiled and said: "The dishes are not the key. Since Tongfu Teahouse can attract regular tea customers by relying on drama and storytelling, our restaurant can naturally do the same, and we must do better than them!"

"You mean that we are still the same as before, and everything is managed around the pipa of Yinzhang?" Sun Sanniang's eyes lit up, and she suddenly realized, "No wonder you just emphasized in front of the guests that tomorrow's Huayue Banquet will also be used for Yinzhang. join!"

   Ge Zhaodi and Chi Yanei Zhang Haohao looked at Song Yinzhang next to him.

  Zhao Pan'er suddenly interrupted: "Only relying on Yinzhang alone, after all, it is a little unstable. Our current situation is not the same as before. What we need is to bloom more and win by surprise."

After going through all kinds of things, the sisterhood between Song Yinzhang and Zhao Pan'er was almost exhausted when she learned that Zhao Pan'er insisted on inviting Lin Sansi to the banquet. Now Miss Pan'er wants to reduce her importance in the restaurant, Song Yinzhang was not unhappy at all, on the contrary, he felt a little relaxed, so he spoke to the side: "Sister Pan'er is right, it's a bit cramped for me to be the only source of customers for the restaurant. I've been busy with things here these days. There are a lot of things that need to be dealt with over there, and from now on, I will only find time to come and play music during the monthly Huayue Banquet, and I will leave it to those people invited by Sister Pan'er on weekdays."

  After speaking, the two looked at each other, and already understood their respective intentions. On the way back to Jiaofang, Song Yinzhang formally invited Zhang Haohao to join the opera troupe of Tongfu Tea House, and she and her were in charge of arranging and soundtracking, and the other was in charge of directing singing.

  Zhang Haohao often listened to Chi Yanei talking about Zhou Ji and their teahouse, hesitated for a moment, and agreed, it was all a way out for himself when he was old and lustful and could not compete with the newcomers in Jiaofang.

  Early the next morning, the readjusted invitations were sent to various places in the city, attracting various discussions.

  In the evening, the Flower Moon Banquet was about to begin. Zhou Ji looked at Yong'an Tower across the Bianhe River. When he was about to go out, he suddenly saw something out of the corner of his eye. He raised his brows slightly and showed a playful smile.

  Outside the Yiyuan Pavilion, Immortal Master Lin and ten other guests who received the Huayue Note had arrived first, and one of them was Lin Quan and Lin Sansi.

  Compared to the noisy crowd last night, Yong'an Building is a bit strangely quiet today.

  Although Lin Sansi is very powerful, he also knows that the last person in the court today is this ruthless person who tries to destroy Buddhism and promote Taoism.

The two of them did not meet each other on weekdays. He heard that Song Yinzhang would be present at the Huayue Banquet, so he used some tricks to get a Huayue note from an invited guest. Unexpectedly, Master Lin would come in person, so So they tried to make friends and get closer to each other.

However, no matter how long he fawned on him, Master Lin would always deal with it politely. It wasn't until he saw a handsome and elegant young man coming from the bridge opposite the Bian River that Lin Sansi noticed the slight change in Master Lin's eyes, which seemed to be in awe and at the same time revered.