When Ye Caitang entered with the money, he felt that the atmosphere in the troupe was really weird, depressing and gloomy.

The owner built a courtyard for them, which is quite large and can accommodate everyone and everything.

Ye Caitang saw at a glance that the troupe boss was reprimanding someone. When he looked carefully, he saw that the man in Tianyuanchitang was quite burly. He was the man who played Bao Qingtian just now.

Was there anything wrong with the performance just now?

Ye Caitang thought about it carefully, no problem, wasn't it a good performance? Even though she couldn't understand Peking Opera, she thought it was good and applauded a few times.

"Master." Xiao Yueniang saw Ye Caitang entering and said hurriedly: "Miss Ye is looking for you."

The implication is, don't train me, don't train me, it won't look good if outsiders come.

The theater owner stopped for a moment, turned around and saw Ye Caitang, his face improved a little, and he came over to greet him.

"Is there anything else, Miss?"

Ye Caitang took out the money and said, "The play was very good. Our son gave it to us. Thank you to the boss for adding a play specifically for us tonight."

Originally, when he saw the reward, the theater manager should have smiled happily, but at this moment he really couldn't smile. Although he thanked him repeatedly after accepting the reward, his smile was a bit forced.

Ye Caitang said kindly: "What's wrong? Did something happen?"

"No, it's okay." The troupe owner denied.

But Ye Caitang obviously meant something. He glanced at the man who played Bao Qingtian. He was dejected. He hadn't even taken off his makeup and was wearing a big painted face.

When I was listening to the play just now, I had been distracted by the lyrics, and people were still moving around under the stage, so I didn't pay attention.

Now that I can see it clearly, I feel like there's something wrong with this face.

Although Ye Caitang doesn't like to watch Peking Opera, who has never seen Peking Opera facial makeup? She also bought Peking Opera figures made of colored clay before, which were very delicate.

Ye Caitang thought of it and said it.

"Hey, there seems to be something wrong with this Bao Qingtian's face."

The troupe owner's face turned even darker.

Ye Caitang asked curiously: "Is something really wrong?"

When the theater owner saw Ye Caitang asking this question, he had no choice but to say: "Miss, look at his face and that crescent moon."

There is a crescent moon on Bao Qingtian's forehead, which is Bao Qingtian's characteristic mark and is well known to women and children.

At this glance, Ye Caitang could tell that something was wrong.

"The position of this crescent moon seems different from what I have seen before."

"Yes." The troupe owner said, "This crescent moon should be crooked, but he didn't pay attention today and actually drew it straight."

Ye Caitang saw that it was indeed the case. The crescent moon on Bao Qingtian's forehead was straight, while the ones he had seen before were all crooked.

But this is not a big deal. As for being so angry, is it like training a grandson?

Ye Caitang couldn't help but said: "Does it matter whether the crescent moon is straight or crooked?"

In other words, are there any taboos? The boss was so angry, as if he had made a big mistake.

The troupe owner sighed: "Miss, I don't know. There are rules in this industry. As the saying goes, if Guan Gong doesn't open his eyes, he will kill someone if he opens them. If Bao Zheng doesn't open his eyes, he will resolve unjust cases. The moon on Bao Qingtian's forehead is straight.

Those things will think that Bao Qingtian is really here, and they will come out to beg Master Bao for justice."

Ye Caitang yelled, not realizing what kind of thing it was for a moment. He paused and then suddenly realized: "You are talking about ghosts."

The troupe owner's face turned even darker.

He waved his hands repeatedly: "You can't talk nonsense, you can't talk nonsense."

Ye Caitang only thought it was funny and thought it was something. He spent a long time doing it like this.

Afraid of seeing ghosts.

Because the crescent moon on the facial makeup is correct, the ghost will think that he is really Bao Zheng, coming out to redress his grievances?

But it’s so easy to see ghosts. Can you see ghosts just by drawing a crescent moon on A Piao’s forehead? Feudal superstition kills people.

"Okay, okay." Ye Caitang asked about the result. He had nothing to do with them, so he comforted the troupe owner with a few words and left.

Xia Yue and others waited outside with their ears pricked up. When they saw Ye Caitang coming out without incident, they said goodbye to their master and mounted their horses.

On the way, Ye Caitang told everyone what made the troupe owner angry. Everyone laughed and didn't believe it, so they passed away.

It was already midnight when we returned to the capital. Everyone hurriedly went back to rest. Ye Caitang returned to his room and lay on his bed, satisfied.

It is easy to go from simplicity to luxury, but it is difficult to go from luxury to frugality.

It took her five years to go from her warm and happy home to a village of this era, but she still felt that her life was just getting by, but not enough.

Now holding a beautiful and comfortable pillow, I finally feel a little happy.

No matter why Xia Yue pulled her, since she is here, she must do it well.

Ye Caitang wanted to pay off his debts quickly before, but now it's just the opposite.

What are you anxious about? The job is good, you take care of food and housing, and you owe your boss a little more money, so that you won't lose your job.

Ye Caitang had a sweet dream.

In the dream, she was in debt and became an uncle, with a mountain of gold piled behind her and several gold ingots in her hands.

Sitting in the huge villa, Xie Zhi was squeezing her shoulders, Liu Sha was mopping the floor, and Wang Tong was cleaning the windows.

Outside the door, Xia Yue held a banner with five big characters on it.

“Repay me my hard-earned money!!”

Ye Caitang spent the night happily amidst infinite guilt, and woke up refreshed the next day.

For breakfast, Aunt Lin made eight-treasure fried rice with corn kernels, diced carrots, diced bacon, diced sausages, eggs, shrimps, and green beans. The rice was delicious. When he got tired of it, he took a sip of soy milk. Ye Caitang ate a big bowl and his belly was round.

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I knew Aunt Lin's cooking was good, but I didn't expect it to be so good with enough ingredients.

Ye Caitang regretted it very much. If he had known it, he would have persuaded Aunt Lin to set up a stall selling fried vegetables and rice. Maybe he would be the richest man in the capital now.

After eating, go to work.

Wu Daowei's suspicion was cleared, but the murderer was still missing, so he could only continue to look for clues.

In Xia Yue's study, tasks are still assigned.

"Right now, we actually know nothing about this case. We can't determine the purpose of the murderer, nor can we determine who the murderer is targeting. There is no shortcut, so we have to investigate one by one."

"Wang Tong went to check if Zhang Shuyue had any enemies, and Liu Sha went to check if Yue Chang'e had any conflicts with anyone."

"Master Xie has been in contact with the pawnshop and silver house before. If you are bored, you can go and have a look. Although the Zhang family is not rich, there may be someone selling stolen jewelry or something."

Xie Zhi really wanted to say that I'm not boring at all, but he still swallowed his anger and said: "Okay."

Xia Yue said: "Xiaoye is going to a place with me."

Ye Caitang asked curiously: "Where?"
Chapter completed!