The happy life of a prodigal

Before Fang Xiu could speak, he asked again: "Are you willing to accept those poor people who are wandering around and give them a bite to eat?"

The old man's voice was still a little trembling, for fear that he might have heard the wrong words or misunderstood the meaning.

In his memory, whether the actors and actresses in the capital can have a full stomach depends entirely on luck, especially those who wander around outside Goulan.

If you meet generous guests, you don't have to be hungry for a long time, but...if you meet guests who only watch the show and don't give rewards, you will have to tighten your belt in the next few days.

Only a fixed wage is the only way to save them and get them out of the sea of ​​suffering.

Seeing old man Sun's appearance, Fang Xiu felt a little puzzled.

I don't understand why he is so excited all of a sudden.

After thinking about it, he asked, "What do you think about giving them a tael of silver every month?"

"Too much, too much!"

Old man Sun's beard trembled with excitement.

In this line of work, it is already blessed by God to be able to eat enough to eat. To be able to earn a full one tael of silver every month is something most people dare not even dream about.

Don't do such a good thing, unless your head is kicked by a donkey...

"During this time, you should pay more attention. If it's really not good, you can recruit some people to have an interview in the theater first, and then stay if you think it's suitable.

Remember... rather lack than abuse. "

Old man Sun patted his chest and promised: "Young master, don't worry, I will leave this matter to the little old man, and I will definitely handle it properly for you."

Thinking of this, his face turned red.

The young master donated money to build the theater and paid the actors and actresses a fixed salary. This is a great joy for the capital... and even the actors and actresses all over the world.

He is also extremely happy to let these colleagues have a meal.

Fang Xiu raised his head and looked at the stage covered by the curtain, with expectations in his eyes.

The world's first industrialized entertainment company is about to be born under his own hands...

............

On the northern outskirts of the city, a dilapidated hut.

An old man was lying on a bed with gauze wrapped around his head.

Standing a little boy of twelve or thirteen years old.

The little boy looked at the old man with worried and concerned eyes, with tears in his eyes.

Seeing him like this, the old man also felt a little sad, but his face was indifferent, and he said: "Why are you crying, Master, my body is still strong, and I won't die for a while."

The little boy looked at the old man with hesitation on his face. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he didn't open his mouth in the end.

Naturally, these actions did not escape the eyes of the old man.

The old man seemed to have thought of something, he sighed secretly, his old face showed a look of struggle.

After a while, he seemed to have made up his mind, and said: "The business in Goulan is not getting better day by day. When I wait for a day, I can't hold on with my old bones, so you will sell the business, exchange some money, and go to other people. Learn some skills, and you can support yourself in the future."

The little boy is the apprentice of the old man. If it weren't for the poor business in Goulan, who would want no one to inherit his abilities...

For the old man, making this decision is tantamount to stabbing himself in the chest.

But......

This is also a desperate move.

Today, not only in the north of the city, but also in all Goulan businesses are getting worse day by day.

My apprentice is also an honest boy, so I must not have the heart to throw away what I have learned all my life.

Now that he is supporting him, he can barely make a living. After a hundred years from him, it will be even more difficult to make a living.

"Master..."

When the little boy heard the old man's words, the tears rolling in his eyes could no longer bear it and fell down.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door suddenly.

"Don't cry, go and see who it is..."

The old man stretched out his old palm, wiped away the little boy's tears, squeezed out a smile, and said.

The little boy wiped away his tears, stood up, and opened the door.

The old man looked at the figure standing at the door, with a smile on his face, and forced himself to get up from the bed.

He looked at the familiar old friend in front of him, and said with a smile: "Sun, you are a busy person, why do you have time to come and see me today?"

"Come here and see if you're dead."

Old man Sun said bluntly.

Hearing this, the old man's originally sluggish complexion turned a little better.

My old friend for many years often made these jokes, and he was not angry, and retorted: "Don't worry, I have to watch you die so that I can close my eyes."

Old man Sun put the pile of things in his hand beside the bed.

Next to it, a little boy came over immediately with a porcelain bowl in his hand, and said respectfully, "Grandpa Sun, drink some water."

Old man Sun took the porcelain bowl, touched the young man's head, and said with a smile, "You have taken in a good disciple."

Mentioning the little boy in front of him, the old man lying on the bed also frowned.

Knowing that Master and Grandpa Sun had something to say, the little boy put down the porcelain bowl and walked out of the room.

The two old friends looked at each other and exchanged a few pleasantries.

After only a few words, the old man showed a solemn look on his face, looked at old man Sun, and said: "Don't gossip, I am an old bone, and I haven't had a good life for a few years.

Two days ago, I heard that your venue was changed into some kind of theater. Since then, there have been a steady stream of customers, and the venue that was about to be disbanded was revitalized abruptly.

From the bottom of my heart, I admire your ability. We have known each other for so many years, and we have never begged you for anything in our whole life.

Now, I am also a person who puts half of my foot in the coffin. I only ask you for one thing. I hope that after I die, you can give this child a bite to eat.

The child is still young, and he has no skills other than singing. He can't live alone. As long as he doesn't let him starve to death alone, you can do whatever you want. "

Chapter 191 I won again

"No."

Old man Sun refused his request very bluntly before he finished listening.

When the old man heard this, a look of anger appeared on his old face, and he said: "Sun, we have known each other for a lifetime, when you are down and out, only I am willing to take you in and give you a place to live.

After you got rich, you opened the hook bar, and I never begged you for anything. Now, you are not even willing to help with such a little help?

Moreover, not to mention the extraordinary talent, this child is much better than you and me. If he can be trained well, he will be able to make money for you within a few years, and you won't be able to lose money no matter what. "

Old man Sun shook his head and said, "What I mean is, don't rush to die, your disciples should be cultivated by you yourself.

When I came, I had already sent someone to invite the doctor. When the time comes, let the doctor prescribe a prescription and let your apprentice boil it for you twice a day. Your little illness will be cured soon.

At that time, I still need your help. Although you old guy has a bit of a temper, you are really good, so it's a pity to die like this..."

The old man listened with a dazed expression on his face. Old man Sun said a lot, but he didn't understand a word.

"Speak up if you have anything to say, don't talk about these oblique things!"

He propped himself up, stared at Old Man Sun and said.

Old man Sun took two steps closer, patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "Good thing, great thing!"

After a while, the old man looked suspiciously at old man Sun, and asked in disbelief, "One tael a month, is there such a good thing in this world?"

Old man Sun rolled his eyes at him angrily, and said: "Believe it or not, if you don't want to, forget it, and hand over your apprentice to me. You can leave your old bones here to recuperate."

"It's not unbelief..."

The old man showed hesitation, thought for a while, gritted his teeth and said, "Forget it, trust you once, Chengbei Theater, I'll join the team!"

............

"Little King!"

In the quiet backyard of Uncle Anping's Mansion, Fang Xiu rubbed the cards in his hands for a long time, finally made up his mind, and threw them on the stone table.

Looking at the few bamboo cards left in his hand, his expression was rather depressed.

Goddess of Luck obviously didn't take good care of him today, he had already lost seven taels of silver in three hands.

"Your Majesty!"

Zhao Yan's face was more depressed than Fang Xiu's.

She has already lost twelve.

"What are you pressing me to do!?"

Fang Xiu looked at the bamboo card with the picture of a little ghost, looked at Zhao Yan beside him in shock, and said in an almost desperate tone: "We are both farmers, you should suppress her!"

When Zhao Yan heard this, she knew that she had made a mistake, and a blush appeared on her pretty face.

In just a moment, the original shame turned into anger.

Not to be outdone, she stared back and said, "I'm happy, you don't care!"

"Boom...Master, Miss Zhao, I won again."

Xiu'er put the only four bamboo cards left in her hand on the stone table, her eyes were bent into crescent moons.

She won all the money of the young master and Miss Zhao.

"No, let's play again, I don't believe it, I can't win today!"

Zhao Yan said with an unconvinced face.

It was another round, and when Fang Xiu played his cards, he clearly felt someone pinch his thigh.

Looking down, he found that Princess Zhao made a gesture to him from below.

One hand stretches out three fingers, which means three.

Fang Xiu looked at this scene and raised his eyes to glance at her.

What is important in playing cards is fairness, and she actually wants to cheat...

However, after thinking about it, if Princess Zhao continues to lose, someone may suffer.

For the sake of the harmony of the family and the peace of the world, Fang Xiu had no choice but to take apart his own cards and singled out a three.

"Press you!"

Looking at the two, Zhao Yan couldn't wait to throw out a four.

I am very satisfied with his acquaintance, after taking this four, the rest can be finished in one go.

Fang Xiu couldn't be fooled by the little trick just now, but it's still no problem to deceive Xiu'er.

The little maid is very lucky today, so I have to suppress her arrogance.

"seven."

Fang Xiu glanced at the cards in his hand, and found that he had no chance to finish, so he played a card casually.

"fry......"

Seeing the seven, Xiaohuan stretched out her tender little hand, drew four cards from her pile, and placed them gently on the table.

Zhao Yan was a little depressed when she saw that, only the last six cards remained, a king and a straight.

Originally, I thought that no matter how I played, I would win, but I didn't expect Xiu'er to blow up directly, so I could only say helplessly: "No."

Fang Xiu glanced at the cards in Xiu'er's hand. It seemed that there were more than a dozen cards. It was impossible to play them all at once. After thinking about it, he said, "No."

When Xiu'er heard this, her dimples were exposed.

"Shunzi...Master, Miss Zhao, I won again."

In the past two days, the relationship between Fang Xiu and Zhao Yan has obviously improved a lot.

Because in the Fang Mansion, counting so many servants and maids, only the two of them have never won a fight against the landlord.

The bamboo cards were originally played to relieve boredom, but the more they played, the more depressed they became.