Traveling through history leaving a name

Chapter 222 Identity
"It's not impossible to let you perform, but I can't ask for a high price. During the rehearsal, I will give you a maximum of [-] yuan per day, and then add [-]. Thirty performances are required in Goulan." Zhang Qingfeng said to Xin Yaoqin.

"Lang Jun, please bring your "Legend of the White Snake" first and let me have a look. If Lang Jun's "Legend of the White Snake" can reach the level of the Romance of the Gods, I will agree to play the leading role in the opera, and the price will be paid according to your price." , otherwise it will be empty." Xin Yaoqin said to Zhang Qingfeng with a smile.

"Xiao Niang, you can't agree, otherwise Madam Liu..." Hearing this, Hua'er's little maid at the side couldn't sit still immediately, and quickly whispered.

Although Shen Yaoqin is not an oiran, in Cuiwei Pavilion, she can earn at least a few pennies a day. If she knew that she was going to agree to act in an opera with only one penny a day, the mothers in Cuiwei Pavilion would definitely not agree.

Hearing Hua'er's words, Xin Yaoqin glared at her, signaling her not to speak.

However, all of this is in Zhang Qingfeng's eyes.

"Okay, that's it. I'll go back and get the manuscript of "Legend of the White Snake". You must keep your word." Zhang Qingfeng hurriedly said to Shen Yaoqin.

"As long as your "Legend of the White Snake" is not inferior to the level of Fengshen Yanyi, I agree." Xin Yaoqin said to Zhang Qingfeng. "If your "Legend of the White Snake" is not good-looking at all, then I will definitely not agree."

"You mean you want you to judge the level of these two books by yourself? What if you find an excuse not to act after reading it? I can't help you!" Zhang Qingfeng said to Xin Yaoqin.

"No, I'm not that kind of person." Xin Yaoqin promised.

"I don't believe it. My Legend of the White Snake has less than 30 words, and the Romance of the Gods has more than 100 million words. When you say that the number of words is so small, it is definitely not as good as the Romance of the Gods. I can't help you."

Finally Zhang Qingfeng shook his head and said: "Forget it, I don't want you to act, and I won't show you The Legend of the White Snake. Now that we have met and talked, let's go here and take my leave."

After saying that, Zhang Qingfeng was about to stand up and leave.

"Wait." Just as Zhang Qingfeng stood up and was about to leave, Xin Yaoqin stopped him.

"What else?" Zhang Qingfeng asked.

"If you can produce "The Legend of White Snake" and prove that you are Yang Sanlang who wrote "The Romance of the Gods", I will promise you." Xin Yaoqin said to Zhang Qingfeng.

"That's it... It's very simple. You go to Zhongwa with me, and ask some passers-by to see if they recognize me. They will definitely say that I am Yang Sanlang."

Zhang Qingfeng smiled: "Besides, you can also find some storytellers in the Goulan. Most of the storytellers in Lin'an City know me."

"Really?" Xin Yaoqin said with a smile: "Then how about I ask someone to follow you?"

"Yes." Zhang Qingfeng nodded.

"Then I'll let Hua'er take two people to go with you, what do you think?" Xin Yaoqin asked.

"No problem, let's go now, I'm in a hurry." Zhang Qingfeng nodded and said.

"Hua'er, let the juniors and juniors go with you to accompany this gentleman!" Xin Yaoqin said to the little girl beside her.

"Little girl..."

"Be obedient." The little maid wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Xin Yaoqin.

"Okay!" Hearing Xin Yaoqin's words, Hua'er could only nod in agreement.

"My lord, come with me." Hua'er said to Zhang Qingfeng, then opened the door and left the room,

Hearing the little maid's words, Zhang Qingfeng nodded and followed him out of the room.

But when he was about to go out, he turned his head and said to Xin Yaoqin: "In the future, remember to open the window when so many charcoal fires are lit in the room, otherwise people will die."

After saying that, he closed the door and left with the little maid Hua'er.

"Ok?"

In the room, after hearing Zhang Qingfeng's words, Xin Yaoqin was a little stunned, would people die if they didn't open the window?Why?
After a while, Xin Yaoqin didn't think of any reason.

But she finally understood why Zhang Qingfeng opened the window as soon as he entered the room. It turned out to be because he was afraid of death.

At this moment, Zhang Qingfeng was already walking on Yujie Street, and behind him were Hua'er's little maid and two muscular burly men.

Two burly men followed Zhang Qingfeng on either side, and those who didn't know thought they were his bodyguards.

Jiaomufang is not very far from where Zhongwa is, and soon Zhang Qingfeng came here with Hua'er's little maid.

Before Zhang Qingfeng entered the area of ​​Zhongwa, he greeted Zhang Qingfeng alone.

"Yang Sanlang."

It seems that this person is sure of the guests who have read Zhang Qingfeng's storytelling, or heard him play erhu.

"Have you eaten yet?" Zhang Qingfeng asked the man.

"Have eaten, Yang Sanlang, are you here to comment on books? Where are you at?" The man was very happy to see Zhang Qingfeng responding to him, and unconsciously approached Zhang Qingfeng and asked.

"No, I'm writing a novel at home recently, and you can listen to storytelling in a month." Zhang Qingfeng said to the man.

"That's a good relationship. I've finished listening to the Romance of the Gods." The passer-by said.

"Go ahead, I still have something to do not bother you." Zhang Qingfeng said to the passerby.

"Well, if you tell me about storytelling, no matter where it is, I will definitely join you." The passer-by said to Zhang Qingfeng, and left after speaking.

Zhang Qingfeng continued to walk inside with a few people.

As Zhang Qingfeng entered Zhongwa's territory, more people knew him.

Many people greeted Zhang Qingfeng one after another when they saw him, but they were not as crazy as ordinary people chasing stars in later generations, just like ordinary neighbors greet each other.

"Do you want to continue watching?" Zhang Qingfeng asked Huaer's little maid after walking around the streets of Zhongwa.

"No need, I know you are Yang Sanlang." The little maid Hua'er nodded towards Zhang Qingfeng.

Compared with when she first came out, Hua'er's little maid's attitude is much better now.

She had also seen Yang Sanlang's The Romance of the Gods, so when he confirmed that Zhang Qingfeng was Yang Sanlang, his attitude naturally improved a lot.

"Come on, come back with me to get the manuscript." Zhang Qingfeng said to Hua'er.

Afterwards, several people left the city and walked in the direction of Liu's house.

"Sanlang is back, how is it?" Old man Liu leaned over and asked Zhang Qingfeng with a smile.

Zhang Qingfeng rolled his eyes at him and said, "Of course it's done. Have you seen that little maid? She is Liu Yiyi's maid." After Zhang Qingfeng finished speaking, he pointed at the little maid Hua'er in the yard.

"It really happened? How is this possible?"

Hearing Zhang Qingfeng's words, old man Liu's mouth became European in surprise.

God knows, he saw Zhang Qingfeng couldn't find anyone who could be the protagonist for several days, so he just made a joke. Unexpectedly, Zhang Qingfeng actually invited the oiran to him?
"Don't talk about it, I'll leave when I come back to get the manuscript, the oiran is waiting to read it."

Zhang Qingfeng talked to Old Man Liu, went to his room to get a stack of manuscripts, and left. His erhu was not taken away, but he put it in the room.

Half an hour later, Zhang Qingfeng and the others returned to Cuiwei Pavilion again.

Hua'er took Zhang Qingfeng upstairs again and entered Shen Yaoqin's room.

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