After some discussion, Grandma Li finally decided to find a legitimate reason to invite Han Du.
Han Du was still promoted by the Secretary of Jiaofang. If there was a problem with the operation of the Secretary of Jiaofang, he must deal with it properly as soon as possible. This is his responsibility as the priest of the church, and no one can say anything.
It is precisely because of this that the scene at the door of Jiaofangsi happened just now.
Walking into the Jiaofangsi, Han Du looked at the Jiaofangsi who had not seen him for a long time. Except that it looked a little antique due to the accumulation of time, it did not fade at all.
"Tell me, why did you send someone to notify me?" Han Du just thought for a moment and understood what Grandma Li was planning. And at this time, he was indeed not suitable for being caught, so Han Du smiled and followed her words, which was regarded as accepting her intention.
Grandma Li's face suddenly became distressed.
Han Du looked at it and thought to himself, is there really something going on, and isn't it just an excuse to deal with it casually?
"Mr. Marquis, ever since the Marquis handed over the Jiaofang Division to his subordinates, the business of the Jiaofang Division has been getting worse day by day. It's because the subordinates are incompetent and have betrayed the Marquis's trust." Aunt Li As he spoke, he lowered his head and even wiped the corners of his eyes twice with his sleeve handkerchief.
Han Du was stunned for a moment, ignored Grandma Li's pitiful look, and looked up and around. He said doubtfully: "It looks pretty good to me. There are quite a lot of people coming, and people are coming and going."
Aunt Li sighed and stopped making any excuses. She just said, "You will find out when the Marquis goes to the opera house."
In this case, Han Du followed Grandma Li to the opera house. When he came to the private room, as soon as he walked in, Han Du saw a beautiful figure sitting inside. Without the other party turning around, Han Du could tell that this was Yao Yue just based on the geometric curves.
When Yao Yue heard the movement, she turned back with joy and stared at Han Du's face with her bright eyes. She smiled shyly and quickly explained to Han Du in a low voice, "Sister Xiangxue asked me to come."
"Ah? Oh~ Come on, come on." Han Du was so embarrassed that he wanted to dig out the three bedrooms and one living room with his toes, but he was here, what else could he do? Is it possible to just turn around and leave without caring?
If he really left now, he would be swept up by a three-foot wave even if there was no wind.
Han Duqiang calmed down and walked into the private room.
I wanted to sit a little further away from De Yaoyue, but Nanny Li stood up and blocked Han Du's way. And he stretched out his hand to signal Han Du to sit next to Yao Yue.
Seeing such a strange atmosphere, Han Du felt a little angry. Who has the final say in this Jiaofang Division now?
Finally, Han Du sat down next to Yao Yue. Fortunately, what gave me some comfort was that Grandma Li was sitting on the other side.
After sitting down in the private room, Han Du glanced down and realized the problem.
Grandma Li stood nearby and sighed softly and said: "In the past, this opera house was not full of guests and seats? Some people even needed to reserve seats in advance if they wanted to see which singer take the stage. But today, even Xiangxue took the stage. On that day, only 70% to 80% of people are sitting here. If it were any other time, it would only be 50% to 60%."
"Now our Jiaofang Division relies on renting clothes and this opera house to support itself. If one day the opera house can no longer open, then everyone in the Jiaofang Division will have to go drink the northwest wind."
Aunt Li's words are not alarmist. Although Jiaofangsi still has other businesses, such as renting out clothes, this is authorized by the emperor, so there is no need to worry about being snatched away by anyone. But don't forget that the Jiaofangsi has to pay tribute of 100,000 yuan to the palace every month, and it has never stopped for so long.
If the number of customers in Jiaofangsi decreases, the income from renting out clothes will definitely decrease accordingly. At that time, I am afraid that there will really be a situation where it is impossible to even pay tribute to the palace.
Listening to Grandma Li's complaint, Han Du's embarrassment faded away and he asked seriously: "Why did it become like this?"
Aunt Li let out a long sigh, "It's not just some rip-offs who leaked our money-making secrets. Now the four famous buildings in the capital have all imitated our methods and built some nondescript opera houses. Anyway, Even if we have something, they should also have something.
The subordinates don’t know if those men have become stupid one by one. It is obvious that whether it is the opera house or tea party, our teaching department is the first and best, but they want to go to the four famous places. Give it a try. Although some people occasionally choose to come back, there are also those who never come back.
That's it, now our business is getting worse and worse. "
Hearing Grandma Li beating and scolding those men, even scolding the heartless men, Han Du couldn't help but feel embarrassed.
As for why those guests behaved like this, Han Du, as a man, had some understanding. It’s just for the sake of freshness. The ones from Jiaofangsi are indeed better than those from the four famous restaurants, but men sometimes just don’t eat the delicacies at home, and even if the food outside is dog shit, the first bite is... fresh.
Men who can come to Jiaofangsi are even more hungry ghosts in this way. Although Jiaofangsi's tricks are novel, it is obviously not enough to firmly bind these guests with the same tricks.
Han Du had a plan in his mind, so he turned to look at Aunt Li and said, "It's not like I haven't thought of a way, but the effect has not been great. Isn't there really no other way, so I asked Mr. Hou to come forward?" Come and teach me something."
Han Du shook his head and said: "Songs and dances are actually just dance music and lyrics. Although Jiaofangsi has very good dance music and lyrics. But if you sing every day, every month, no matter how beautiful the lyrics are, you will get bored if you listen to them too much. This is Just like delicacies from mountains and seas, if you eat them every day, no matter how delicious the delicacies are, people will be overwhelmed and bored. At this time, even if you give them a plate of wild vegetables, they will still be able to eat the most delicacies. smell."
With that said, Han Du raised his head and looked at Nanny Li, "Do you understand what I mean?"
Aunt Li pondered for a moment, then nodded heavily and replied, "I understand."
"Just understand." Han Du picked up the tea cup, "If you want the Jiaofang Division to remain prosperous, you must constantly come up with new lyrics and dance music. As long as you always have new ideas, how can you be beaten by the four famous houses? Are you trying to steal the limelight?"
"Yes, yes, Lord Marquis is right." Nanny Li smiled and nodded repeatedly.
Then she frowned and said, "But now the business of the Jiaofang Division is declining, and the matter is imminent. My subordinates want to..."
"What do you want to do?" Han Du looked at her doubtfully.
Grandma Li bit her lip and bravely said, "I'm thinking, can we take out the thing at the bottom of the box? If it helps, Jiaofangsi will definitely return to its peak immediately."
Han Du immediately understood what Grandma Li was planning. She wanted to bring out the dance music. That is the true sound of overwhelming music, which can not only lead people to the land of bliss, but also make people fall into the abyss of desire.
Had he not been forced too hard by Tianjie Temple, Han Du would not have been willing to let this Mi Mi sound appear in the world. Even monk Zong Lai couldn't resist it. Naturally, Han Du didn't expect ordinary people to be able to get rid of the entanglement of the overwhelming sound.
After lowering his head and pondering for a while, Han Du still shook his head, looked at Aunt Li, and said, "No, it cannot be allowed to appear in front of the world until Jiaofangsi has no choice but to live or die."
"Yes, I understand."
Seeing that Aunt Li agreed, Han Du breathed a sigh of relief. Lao Zhu attaches great importance to folk customs. Maybe Lao Zhu doesn't care about ordinary dance music, but something like the Paradise Demon Dance can make all the people fall into it. Han Du doesn't know what will happen if it is spread. things. If Lao Zhu is displeased and the blame is placed on him when the time comes, will he be wronged?
"Alas!" Nanny Li let out a long sigh, and then said: "The Heavenly Demon Dance of Paradise cannot be moved, but now the Jiaofang Secretary urgently needs to come up with something that can shock people's hearts. It seems that the only way to do it is to ask Mr. Hou for help. With Hou With my talent and knowledge, I will definitely write a libretto for Jiaofang Si Xin."
Han Du suddenly laughed, pointed at Nanny Li twice, and said with a smile: "Okay, when you spoke just now, I felt a little weird. Sure enough, you are here waiting for me."
"Hey, Mr. Hou, please help me." Xiangxue also stood up and started to join in the fun. Su pushed Han Du's arm softly and said coquettishly: "Does Mr. Hou have the heart to see us go back to the place where we can even eat?" On days when you don’t have enough to eat?”
Han Du turned to look at her and shook his head, and said angrily: "You, Xiangxue, are now rich in hundreds of thousands of dollars. You are considered the number one person in the capital. How can you not afford to eat?"
"Oh~" Xiangxue grabbed Han Du's arm with her small hands, twisted her waist, and said softly: "Master Hou, please help me."
Han Du was so entangled by this girl that he had no choice but to let her shake him around.
When Grandma Li saw this, she immediately shouted to the handyman waiting outside: "Quick, I'll take care of you with pen and ink."
When the handyman heard this, he immediately brought in pen, ink, paper and inkstone.
Xiangxue also let go of Han Du, holding her hand to reveal her white and creamy wrist, holding the ink block to help Han Du sharpen the ink.
The beauty is at the side, and the red sleeves add fragrance.
Looking at Xiangxue's beautiful eyes, I don't know how many people in the capital dreamed of such a scene. Han Du could no longer say no to it.
Roll up your sleeves, pick up a pen and write, "I am in Jiangnan..."
Even Yao Yue couldn't help but become curious and stood beside Han Du, wanting to see the lyrics written by Han Du. But after just a few words, Yao Yue's face turned red, she looked away as if to escape, and even took two steps back to avoid getting too close to Han Du.
Fortunately, everyone's attention was attracted by the words written by Han Du, and no one noticed the change in Yao Yue's expression.
When Han Du finished his last stroke, Xiangxue immediately grabbed the lyrics. Hold it in your hand and blow dry it carefully, the baby is in disgrace.
