B&B system: the daily hard work of foodie hosts

The musical instruments played a gentle tune, and the song was about to end.

"Let's go backstage." Luo Wanyu put down the pastries and looked at the small door behind the stage, with dark curtains hanging on it and people walking through.

"How to calculate this fee?" Aunt Zhang was a little worried.

From the first glance, the business here is good, and the prices are definitely not low. It is impossible for the small boss to bring this troupe into Dazhuyuan.

"It shouldn't cost much to sing three songs." Luo Wanyu said this with great unconfidence.

This is my first time. I never thought when I came here that it should be less than a hundred.

"This team is famous, so the cost should be quite high." Aunt Zhang wasn't sure, but it's hard to say for things like art.

Aunt Zhang, a robot, doesn't understand these things even more. She just thinks that it won't necessarily cost a lot of money.

In a few words, they had arrived at the door curtain, and when they entered, they met a waiter in gray clothes.

"Girl, this is the backstage. No one else can enter. There are seats in front to watch the show." The waiter stopped them.

"Let's find the class leader to discuss something."

Luo Wanyu was wearing a green orchid satin brocade dress today, with a gown of the same color embroidered with pearls and gems. She looked like she was someone who was not short of money.

They looked like they were not easy to mess with, and the waiter didn't dare to offend them, "Then come with me."

Behind the curtain are many small cubicles, including dressing rooms, changing rooms, and rest rooms.

Luo Wanyu saw many actors in costumes walking through the aisles. They looked so busy that they seemed to be on stage for the next scene.

There are also many people wearing gray stain-resistant clothes moving things.

It was very messy along the way, and even through the open doors, you could see that some rooms were empty and there was nothing inside.

"How many plays do you have here a day?" Luo Wanyu asked. It looks like it's time to move.

"Two channels in the morning and three in the afternoon." The waiter replied respectfully. He glanced at Luo Wanyu carefully and lowered his head.

This noble man seems to be easy to talk to, so he probably doesn't want to cause trouble for them.

The theater troupe has encountered a lot of trouble recently. It is in a troubled time and there are many people looking for trouble.

"So few?" Luo Wanyu didn't believe it. There were so many people listening to the opera outside, so why were there only a few operas? Something was wrong. And these people, are they going to go bankrupt?

"There haven't been many guests attending the opera recently." The waiter was also wondering in his heart, wasn't this person here to cause trouble for them?

He used his peripheral vision to look at Aunt Zhang and Yun Yan. They were strangers and were not regular visitors to their place.

"The class leader is in the room." The waiter had already led them to the door of a room. "I'll talk to the class leader later."

Now we are five or six rooms away from the front desk, and we can still vaguely hear the sound of singing.

In this age without speakers, it takes a lot of effort to carry sound so far.

Luo Wanyu once again expressed her deep admiration for these people.

"Please come in, the class leader is waiting for you inside." The waiter stood at the door and made a respectful gesture of invitation.

The first thing you see when you step into the door is a room full of musical instruments, pipa, erhu, guzheng, flute, flute, suona, orchestra...

Everything you have seen and never seen before is in it, giving the impression that this is not a resting room, but a musical instrument room.

"Guys, what do you want with me?" The class leader inside looked to be over sixty years old, with a full head of hair.

His face was sallow, and there were obvious bruises under his eyes. It was obvious at a glance that he had not rested well recently.

"We heard that the theater's songs are very good, and we would like to ask the stage leader and his actors to come to my Youyuan Inn at the end of the month to sing."

Luo Wanyu didn't talk nonsense. She came here just for this matter. She didn't make a fuss about it. Once she said it was OK, it would be fine. If it didn't work, she would change to the next one.

The old band leader didn't expect to meet anyone who wanted to ask them to sing. They were very familiar to each other, and it seemed like they were not people who often come to the theater.

This is because you don't know what they are carrying now, so you dare to invite them.

"I'm sorry, girl, we can't take this business now."

The class leader didn't want to trick anyone, but Mr. Wang let it slip. Anyone who dared to ask them to sing would be going against them.

The girl in front of him was young and unfamiliar, and he didn't want to cause trouble to them.

"Why?" It was this weird look again, the same way the waiter looked at them before.

Is there something else they don't know about?

"To be honest, our theater won't be open for long before it closes."

The old class leader asked them to sit down in the only empty seat. Several chairs were placed next to each other, and a few cups of tea were placed on a small square table.

When Luo Wanyu heard the news, she felt a little secretly happy in her heart. Does this prove that if she shows her utmost sincerity now, she can win over this troupe?

When I thought about it, I felt that I was so bad. People were already miserable enough, so why did she still want to take advantage of them?

This idea is unacceptable.

"There are so many people listening to the show outside, so it doesn't seem like something is wrong. What does the class leader mean by this?"

In Luo Wanyu's mind, she tried all the bloody scenes she had seen, but in the end she couldn't choose which one it was.

"Alas." The class leader sighed and didn't want to say more. "Girls, please leave, we won't take the show anymore."

"Master, why don't you tell me what's going on now, maybe we can help."

Not only does Luo Wanyu have a wide network of contacts, the people who live in her shop are all powerful and wealthy people. New tea has come out, so it is still okay to use it to hire people to do things.

In the dim room, the old class leader suddenly raised his head to look at Luo Wanyu when he heard her words.

Only now did he have the mood to look at the person in front of him.

Through the light coming in from the door, the class leader could see the beads on the skirt reflecting.

Maybe the girl in front of them can really save them.

"Aunt Yu in our class has recently been attracted by the prince in the city and wants to take her home as his fourth concubine.

Yugu disobeyed, which angered him. If the other party refuses to enter his house, our troupe will not be able to operate in this city.

As the matter became more serious, there were fewer and fewer guests in the courtyard. Even those who still come are old customers who came to watch our last few shows. "

The class leader kept sighing as he spoke. The Wang Gongzi family is quite powerful in Fucheng, and they are simply not something that a troupe of them can afford to offend.

Now their only option is to hand over Yugu or close the business directly.

The men under him were all brought up by the class leader, so how could he have the heart to force a girl to be a concubine?

They couldn't afford to offend him, so they could only leave in despair.

"Young Master, which Prince? Is he the one who ate tomatoes and then made a good poem and spread it everywhere?"

This was the only prince Luo Wanyu could think of. It was said that he was also an arrogant second generation. He ate a tomato and wrote a poem, which he publicized widely, which was considered to be a free publicity for their inn.

"That's right, it's him. The prince has a relationship with the prefect, and it's not something ordinary people like us can afford to offend."

Otherwise, the class leader wouldn't be so worried and would just close the door to avoid disaster.