My food has become an interstellar intangible cultural heritage

After the competition, Huo Lingjun signed a contract with Si Xing, and Si Xing's team was formally established. The photographer, external public relations, cooperation contacts, copywriting, and Si Xing himself, a total of five people, expensive and not expensive.

All of them are the elites in the industry.

But Si Xing is the one who decides in the team, and at most they will make some suggestions.

On this day, the little witch who was in contact with the outside world showed Si Xing a list.

Si Xing glanced at it, it was a list of a troupe.

"There are still theater troupes now?" Si Xing was surprised. He had never seen such things as theater troupes in this world when he was on Xingwang before, and 900 years ago, theater troupes almost disappeared. The stars of the entertainment industry, a small number of theaters and individual drama actors.

The little witch shook her head: "I'm not too sure, I contacted you on my own initiative, saying that I watched the live broadcast of the pepper part before, and heard you sing "The Peony Pavilion."

Si Xing went to check the information and found that this theater troupe is a comprehensive theater troupe that sings all kinds of dramas. Their old troupe masters used to learn various crafts as teachers. That is absolutely genius.

The kind that burns out.

Si Xing vaguely remembers that when he was young, he often listened to dramas with his grandma, such as Yue opera, Henan opera, and Sichuan opera. Grandma Si even bought a small TV dedicated to listening to operas. When she was free, she would sit on a bench and knit sweaters while listening to operas.

Those were the good times that Si Xing cherished.

He personally called and made an appointment with the troupe for time and dishes to cook.

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The troupe's location is a bit remote, and the troupe owner came to pick up Si Xing in person.

The leader of the class, Jiang Qing, has a pale face, not the kind of stunning beauty, on the contrary, she is rather delicate, but the bones are very beautiful, very attractive, Si Xing can imagine that the leader of the class will look good after putting on makeup.

The troupe master said, "I'll show you around the troupe."

All kinds of costumes are the most numerous in the troupe. Si Xing noticed that the troupe leader converted the largest room into a warehouse, which was full of costumes and props in the corners.

Si Xing started the live broadcast, and the audience is chatting in the live broadcast room right now.

[These clothes are a bit similar to the ones I wore before, but a little more complicated. 】

[The theater troupe owner feels that he will look good when he is young, but when he is old, his eyes cannot escape my fiery eyes. 】

[Others are not important, I just want to know what delicious Si Xing is cooking today, the nutrient solution has been prepared, now I am very hungry but I can't eat. 】

Si Xing and Jiang Qing walked to the practice room, the door was wide open, and there were only a few seven or eight-year-old children breaking their legs.

[? ? ?Why is such a big child doing such a dangerous action. 】

[Holy shit, my leg hurts watching this. 】

[The coins are used up: Those upstairs, those who learn to sing are all practicing basic skills since childhood, in order to make their bodies softer. 】

Si Xing asked Jiang Qing: "Are there only so many people in the troupe now?"

Jiang Qing shook his head: "There are still a few adults, and most of the rest have changed careers. This industry does not make money, and there are no audiences."

His voice was very calm, only a pair of eyes stained with worldly affairs showed a little sadness.

While they were still talking, there was a sudden quarrel inside.

"I don't want to practice anymore!"

"Master will be back soon, you will be punished if you don't practice."

The child who said he didn't want to practice at the beginning had a crying voice: "What's the use of practicing! It hurts like hell, and I can't go on stage yet! The theater troupe hasn't received a job for more than half a year!"

The other children fell silent.

Jiang Qing pushed the door open and went in.

The children all looked at Jiang Qing when they heard the voice, with tears still on their faces.

The child who didn't want to practice muttered: "Master..."

【It's over, I feel like these kids are going to be scolded. 】

[But to be honest, it’s very difficult without a source of income, and I won’t be able to support myself in the future. 】

The scene where Jiang Qing scolded the children did not appear as expected, he was silent for a while, and said: "If you don't want to practice, you won't practice. I have a rest today. I invited someone to come over and make a banquet for us. We haven't had a good meal for a long time. gone."

Instead, the children showed panicked looks: "Master, we must practice hard."

After speaking, before Jiang Qing could react, they quickly ran back to their positions and continued to practice.

"Er Geng in the Qiaolou rings in my ears, and Duo Gudeng is in a state of confusion, thinking of the store just now, hesitating, melancholy clouds bursting into my heart, and when the lamp is dying, I see the moon at the window..."

Si Xing looked at Jiang Qing: "Is this the Yue opera "He Wenxiu"?"

This time Jiang Qing was surprised: "Do you know "He Wenxiu"?"

[Who is He Wenxiu? 】

[A bewildered look. 】

Si Xing looked at the bullet screen and explained: ""He Wenxiu" is a traditional Yue opera play. During the Jiajing meeting of the Ming Dynasty, Yan Song controlled the government and killed the minister of the Ministry of Rites. The bully Zhang Tang framed him and sent him to prison, but later he escaped and was named on the gold list, and his injustice was cleared."

Jiang Qing couldn't help but smile when he said it clearly: "I didn't expect you to know opera. I heard from my friends that you could sing "The Peony Pavilion". I thought I just heard it by chance."

[666666 is indeed Mr. Si, he knows everything. 】

【Could this be the friend who studied opera that I asked when I ran out of coins? 】

[The coins are used up: You are right upstairs, this is my friend. 】

Listening to them singing "He Wenxiu", Si Xing suddenly knew what to cook.

He asked where the kitchen was and went in to make preparations.

Before it started, a kid sneaked into the kitchen, looking very clever and courageous, and asked Si Xing what he was going to do with blinking eyes.

Si Xing smiled: "Can you sing Yue opera?"

The child patted his chest and made a pose: "Of course I will!"

[Hahahaha, this kid is a little cute! 】

[This posture is good, and it feels quite charming. 】

Si Xing asked again: "Then do you remember what was said in the fifth scene of "He Wenxiu"?"

The child froze for a moment, bit his finger and thought for a while, then jumped up and said, "I know! It's about He Wenxiu visiting his wife in Sangyuan!"

It seems that he has a good memory, Si Xing said: "Think about it carefully, what I'm going to do has something to do with this scene."

The child frowned: "Hmm... He Wenxiu Sangyuan visiting his wife... I saw Wang Lanying celebrating her third anniversary through the window..."

"Wenxiu raised his eyes and looked inward, and saw a small thatched house with a small incense stand facing upwards, and meat and vegetable dishes were placed on the table. The first bowl of stewed heavenly meat with white carp and red meat, the second bowl of fried fish was fragrant, and the third bowl A bowl of stewed tofu with parsley and mushrooms, a fourth bowl of stir-fried cabbage, a fifth bowl of roasted walnuts in a rich sauce, and a sixth bowl of drunken peanuts with soy sauce and pepper." Si Xing sang to him, "This is the six big bowls."

[? ?Teacher Si, tell the truth, what exactly do you know? 】

[Ms. Si: Thank you for the invitation. I know everything except giving birth. 】

The child was stunned when he heard it.

He felt that this grown-up sang better than his brothers.

But soon, he had a new focus: "Is there any meat to eat tonight?!"

He smacked his mouth, a little greedy: "I haven't eaten meat a few times. I usually drink nutrient solution. Only during the Chinese New Year, Master will buy meat."

Si Xing nodded, "after He Wenxiu's death", Wang Lanying's family was poor, and she relied on Yang's mother to help her survive. She was only willing to buy meat when commemorating her husband's third anniversary. Therefore, there are two meat dishes in the six big bowls.

The child was already very happy: "I'm so happy, I want to tell my seniors that there is meat to eat today!"

He ran out excitedly.

[Mom, I suddenly feel sad. Although meat is expensive, it is too miserable to eat only during Chinese New Year! 】

[Aren't these kids going home for Chinese New Year?Relying entirely on their master to support them? 】

[The coins are used up: ah, the children of my friend who are learning opera are basically orphans and have no home to go back to. 】

[... so miserable. 】

Si Xing didn't look at the barrage.

He is working on the piece of pork in his hand.

"There is heaven above, and there is Suzhou and Hangzhou below." The stewed heavenly meat with white scorpion and red meat is actually stewed Dongpo pork with dried salted fish.

Wipe the bottom of the pork to remove the pig hair on the surface, then stew the whole piece until it is fully cooked, cut into squares, tie it with hemp rope, add rock sugar, soy sauce, Huadiao wine and steam for an hour in a water pot, and it will be perfect. Dried fish is added to the stewed heavenly meat with white scorpion.

When the Dongpo meat was out of the pot, the barrage was buzzing: [I found that the two words I said the most in Mr. Si's live broadcast room were delicious. 】

【This meat!Fat and not greasy!It's still sweet, woo woo woo I like it so much, it tastes better than the previous dishes! 】

[Come and serve a wide meal! !It's a loss if you don't eat this soup with rice! 】

[Ever since Teacher Si taught you chili bibimbap, you want to mix everything. Last time I saw a live broadcast of bibimbap with hot pot base, it was outrageous. 】

The rest of the dishes were not difficult, Si Xing cooked slowly.

Jiang Qing came in from the door, was stunned when he saw the dishes, and sighed for a long time: "Actually, I originally planned to invite the apprentices to have a break-up meal today."

Jiang Qing was very melancholy: "I am 42 years old, and the chances of being on stage are very few. The remaining apprentices have not grown up yet. Sometimes I can't help but think when I watch them practice. Isn't it right for them."

"Some time ago someone came to me and asked if I would like to send these children to join the army and learn mechs."

Si Xing looked at him quietly.

"I'm hesitant." After saying these words, Jiang Qing relaxed a little, "I can't guarantee their future, maybe sending them to join the army is the best way out."

Si Xing suddenly said, "Did you know?"

"Ok?"

"Around the 21st century, drama is a precious treasure in the eyes of many people."

"Peking opera, Yue opera, etc. are the quintessence of the country and the intangible cultural heritage of our country and the world. "Farewell My Concubine" and "Su Sanqi Jie", even those who have not deliberately studied or heard it will hum a few words."

He hummed: "Su San left Hongdong County, and will come to the main street."

Jiang Qing couldn't help but said: "But opera has already declined."

"But you still remember." Si Xing's eyes were shining, "As long as someone remembers."

"It's such a pity that such a good thing disappeared."

"I checked the information before I came here. You have been learning to sing since you were six years old. You have persisted for 38 years. I have also watched all your interviews and performances. You like to sing. There is love for opera in your eyes. .”

But singing can't be eaten as a meal.

Jiang Qing wanted to say, but looking at Si Xing's firm eyes, he couldn't speak.