These few people are not the heads of each house, but just some housekeepers, but even so, they at least represent their attitudes.
Han Du didn't care about this, so what if no prince or minister came to support him? As long as you have one level of these merchants, you will be able to make a fortune. On the contrary, the spending power of princes and ministers may not really be comparable to that of these businessmen. Maybe next time a businessman will buy a silver card and sit on the second floor?
To Han Du's relief, Lao Zhu came.
Han Du naturally did not see Lao Zhu with his own eyes, but he saw Zhu Biao running into the Tianzi room on the third floor at some point and sticking his head out to look at him.
The moment Han Du spotted Zhu Biao, he was about to step forward to greet him, but Zhu Biao waved his hand to stop him and signaled to him that the emperor was coming. Han Du didn't know how Lao Zhu managed to get up to the third floor silently, and found the Tianzi room with the best location without any hesitation. But since Zhu Biao had no intention of letting him go up, he simply pretended not to know anything and did whatever he had to do.
Because there was no decent lighting system in this era, and Han Du didn't have time to come up with electricity or lights. Therefore, in order to have good lighting, the opera house not only has large glass windows on the surrounding walls, but also uses convex lenses to condense light and installs a large number of light channels on the top.
The performances in the opera house were even held during the day, and curtains were used to adjust the brightness of the light in the front and back of the opera house. There is a special handyman who is responsible for the curtains of all the windows in the entire opera house, opening or closing as required.
Han Du led Nanny Li onto the semicircular stage. The windows in the back half of the opera house were now covered tightly, and no light penetrated. However, Han Du's side was indeed bright. As a result, everyone's eyes in the entire opera house were focused on Han Du.
"This boy has so many tricks up his sleeve." Lao Zhu sat in the Tianzihao room, looking at Han Du who was looking a little shabby below, and curled his lips.
Zhu Biao answered with a smile on the side, "Han Du has an idea. If nothing else, it is really amazing that such an opera house can produce such an effect."
Lao Zhu glanced at Zhu Biao indifferently and said dissatisfied: "It cost a total of thirty thousand yuan, can you not be amazed? Up to now, there are memorials to impeach him on my imperial case. If he can't make money this time Once you get the money, you can see how I deal with him."
At this point, Lao Zhu paused and said in a calm tone: "If you like it, send 30,000 guan to my father, and I will ask the Ministry of Industry to build another one for you in the East Palace."
"Let's forget it. Not to mention that I don't have 30,000 yuan, even if I have him, I won't let him go. I don't have the ability to earn back double the money Han Du will spend." Zhu Biao smiled helplessly and shook his head. Shake his head.
Lao Zhu said nothing.
But someone said: "Brother Huang is so humble. Brother Huang has been in charge of the government for many years. How come he can't even come up with 30,000 yuan? If Brother Huang likes it, then we, the younger brothers, can make up for it if we each contribute a little." When we brothers get together, we can have a place to drink, right?" After Jin Wang Zhu Fan finished speaking, he looked at his father tentatively. But he saw that his father was looking at Han Du below attentively, as if he didn't hear what he said at all.
Today, Lao Zhu came to the Jiaofang Division, not only bringing Zhu Biao, but also Zhu Cang, Zhu Fan, Zhu Di, and Zhu Xi. I don’t know whether Lao Zhu felt that he was too busy on weekdays and didn’t have much time to spend with his sons, so he took this opportunity to go out and relax together. In order to prevent Zhu Biao from being gossiped about, he simply brought his sons together.
Zhu Biao raised his eyes and saw that his father ignored them, so he turned to Zhu Fan and said: "The third brother has taken it for his kindness. I want to find a place to drink. Can't I do it in the lonely East Palace? Besides, Han Du is here now." After repairing it, how dare he stop our brother from coming to drink?"
After hearing this, Zhu Fan just smiled and nodded towards Zhu Biao and said, "Brother Huang is right." He kept silent and did not continue to argue with Zhu Biao on this matter. It was as if he really just mentioned it casually and had no other meaning.
The scene suddenly became very quiet. As if he didn't want others to see his eyes, Zhu Fan also cast his gaze on Han Du below.
Han Du stood in front of the stage, although due to the light, he could not look down on the people opposite him. But Han Du still had a smile on his face. He bowed around and bowed again and again, "I, Han Du, would like to thank you all for coming to support me..."
After a lap, Han Du straightened up and said loudly: "I know that some people may think that the entry fee for Jiaofangsi is too high. But now I want to tell you that if you feel dissatisfied after reading it today Yes, the Jiaofang Secretary can refund all the money to everyone. Of course, it’s just for today."
As soon as Han Du's words fell, the whole audience burst into commotion.
If you are not satisfied, you will get your money back directly!
How much confidence does it take to say such a thing? Besides, after you have finished reading it, even if you are satisfied, you can still say you are not satisfied. In this case, you still have to refund the money to yourself?
After hearing this, everyone was eager to give it a try. If they felt a little bit dissatisfied later, they would confidently go to the Jiaofang Secretary to refund the money.
And what's the matter with Master Han's voice? He is obviously so far away from me, but when he opens his mouth, he seems to be talking in his ear?
Lao Zhu upstairs also discovered this problem, and his expression suddenly changed. His position can be said to be another focus in the entire opera house. When Han Du's voice reaches Lao Zhu, through constant superposition, the voice is the clearest.
Looking back at Zhu Biao, Lao Zhu smiled and said: "Biao'er, you are right, this kid does have some tricks."
Zhu Biao smiled and asked doubtfully: "Father, how could this happen?"
Lao Zhu shook his head slightly and said, "I don't know either, but if you want to know, just call Han Du over and ask."
"Let's wait." Zhu Biao saw Han Du standing on the stage, busy. Obviously, this was not a good time to call him up.
Among the other kings, King Qin and King Jin both looked confused. King Zhou held a medical book in his hand and read it with gusto. He was completely immersed in the world of medicine and had no reaction to the outside world at all.
Only King Yan listened to the conversation between his father and the prince, and a look of understanding flashed in his eyes. However, this expression appeared and disappeared even faster. It was covered by the eyes before it was revealed at all. Then he had the same dull eyes as King Qin and King Jin.
