C8 The Troupe Was Discussing

The two of them flipped the book several times, and the class leader was even more fond of it, and his eyes never moved away from it.

Owner of the teahouse was also secretly amazed. The story had changed a thousand times, and each and every one of them made people's hearts itch. Although he was not as obsessed as the class leader, the way he looked at Tong Qian was a bit more serious.

It seemed that this girl really had some skills.

The class leader was quite famous in Yunyang County, and the actors under him were considered the top actors. Compared to him, owner of the teahouse was a layman.

When he saw his ecstatic reaction, he had a rough idea of what was going on.

Tong Qian gently lifted her hand and pulled the script over.

"Sigh, sigh. . . "

The class leader's hand grabbed in the air, trying to hold it back.

His eyes followed Tong Qian and landed on the notebook. His words were filled with flattery, "Miss, can you let me take a look again?"

"No. " Her tone was decisive.

Tong Qian's face was full of smiles as she spat out the words. But it made the class leader's heart turn cold.

"Then. . . " The class leader rubbed his hands and moved closer to her, just as he was about to speak.

"Shopkeeper, something big has happened. " The tea house's servant ran in from outside in a hurry. His expression was hurried. "A few guests started fighting to listen to Miss Yun's music. "

When owner of the teahouse heard this, he subconsciously wanted to leave. He seemed to have thought of something and stopped walking. His small eyes looked at Tong Qian.

The servant followed his gaze and looked over. When he saw Tong Qian, he respectfully called out to Miss Tong.

Tong Qian nodded slightly.

The class leader stood by the side and looked at this scene as he thought in his heart. The servant in this teahouse had always been domineering and his current attitude towards her must have some background.

Tong Qian's expression did not change, "Let them beat her up. It would be best if they cause a ruckus to the government. "

When she said this, everyone present was stunned as if they did not dare to hear what they heard.

"This? It seems to be slightly inappropriate. . . "

After all, owner of the teahouse had been doing business for many years. Fortunately, his reaction was fast and he was able to distinguish the severity of the matter.

"There's nothing wrong with it? Once this matter was out, This name will spread. At most, it will only cost you some money. What does it mean to your teahouse?"

Tong Qian looked at him with a smile that was not a smile. Owner of the teahouse did not know what she meant for a moment. He did not want to stay or leave.

"You go and tell them that if they want to fight, move to a spacious place and fight to their heart's content. If they insist on causing trouble, those thugs in the teahouse are not to be trifled with. It would naturally be better if they could turn the conflict into peace. In order to show their sincerity," Tong Qian handed over the book of words, "Seal this out and each person gets a copy. "

When the class leader saw her actions, she was so anxious that she scratched her ears and cheeks. It was as if her heart and flesh had been gouged out.

" Miss, how about selling this book to me? I'll pay you five taels of silver. " He stretched out his hand.

Even someone as calm and steady as Jee Xiuping could not help but look at him when he heard this.

Five taels. This was a harvest that farmers could not even accumulate in two years.

He did not expect that a mere capital would be so valuable.

The woman beside him did not even frown. Her expression was calm, and there was not a single ripple in her eyes.

Perhaps because Tong Qian noticed the gaze on her body, she lifted her chin slightly and met Jee Xiuping's gaze.

Jee Xiuping did not seem to have expected her to suddenly look over. Qing Juan's handsome face was dyed red.

"Husband, you said that it was not a loss to sell it for five taels of silver?"

"This. . . " Jee Xiuping was stunned. Just as he was about to speak, he saw Tong Qian giving him a meaningful look.

He immediately understood and almost changed the words he was about to say, "Not to mention five taels, even fifty taels is worth it. "

A series of gasps sounded by his ears. When the class leader heard this, he almost fainted on the spot. His eyes widened as he spread out two palms, "Five. . . Fifty taels?"

The troupe on the stage instantly became silent.

Owner of the teahouse had experienced it before. Although he looked surprised, he was not too surprised.

After all, he had seen the power of this woman before. Thinking of this, he silently wiped off his cold sweat.

"Shopkeeper," Tong Qian's voice leisurely sounded. Owner of the teahouse's hair stood on end. When he raised his head, he saw her carefully looking at him.

He quietly took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, "What do Miss Tong think?"

"How much did the teahouse earn in the past month?"

Owner of the teahouse thought for a while and said, "About 30 taels. "

"What about now?"

"owner of the teahouse looked happy and did not forget to take credit for it. "It's all thanks to Miss Tong. "

Tong Qian slightly lowered her eyes and did not say anything. Her finger lightly tapped on the table and smiled, "Shopkeeper, you also think that 50 taels is expensive?"

Owner of the teahouse was silent for a moment. He naturally knew what to say and what not to say at this moment. He thoroughly displayed the smoothness of a businessman, "Not to mention 50 taels. No matter how expensive it is, it depends on who has the money. " Speaking up to this point, He deliberately paused for a moment and glanced at the next class leader from the corner of his eye. He continued, "I met someone who knew what he was doing. I don't know if it's ten times better, but if it's someone who doesn't know his stuff. . . "

Anyone with discerning eyes would be able to tell who he was talking to. Owner of the teahouse restrained his voice and stood to the side.

Just treat it as pushing the boat along with the current to do a favor.

Tong Qian pursed her lips into a smile. This partner actually had some discerning eyes and also saved her a lot of effort.

The class leader's face turned pale and did not look good.

"If you think that I am greedy for your money, then let's not talk about this business. Anyway, I still have the three shares of the teahouse in my hands. It is not to the extent that I will lose face for this little money. Whether or not the words are worth this amount, the class leader also has a plan in his heart, right?"

Tong Qian moved her body and changed to a comfortable position to sit. Her eyes were slightly curved and she did not want to waste her breath and directly said, "Do you think we should do this business?"

This troupe had been in business for more than ten years and could be considered to have a small reputation. At the beginning, business was booming. As time passed, everyone was tired of hearing this kind of repeated chewing and chewing, and it fell by thousands of feet.

Now, business was in a bad state. After a few pillars were taken away, the remaining pillars were barely maintained, and they were still not as good as before.

The class leader frowned as he thought about it carefully. If this continued, it might not be able to hold on for long. It was just that the price. . .

It was indeed a little high.

He raised his head and looked at the troupe on the stage. If they were to leave just like that, he would not be able to accept it.

The wooden pillar before the stage was mottled with red paint, faintly revealing a sense of decline.

Tong Qian sized up the surrounding environment and retracted her gaze.

"I do have a plan. " Jee Xiuping slowly walked forward and stood upright. "Why don't the class leader work with the teahouse manager? Firstly, he can solve this urgent matter. Secondly, he has a chance to sing. At least, he won't be any worse than now. "

His words were gentle, and he had a scholarly and refined aura around him. His words were more credible than others.

As soon as he finished speaking, the back of the class leader's hand was behind his back as he paced back and forth. He was obviously hesitating.

"How about this. " Tong Qian stopped what she was doing and looked at owner of the teahouse. "Count it as 20% of his profit. Just treat it as joining a group. "

Twenty percent?

Owner of the teahouse was not worried about it. She had already split thirty percent from one person, and now she had to split the porridge. Naturally, she was unhappy.