A single person is performing carpet twirling on the stage. This is a very traditional and historical acrobatic show. It can be performed by a single person or by multiple people. Don't look at just using your fingers and toes to hold up a piece of cloth, it is
It requires skill. It is often said that one minute on stage can take ten years off stage. It is no exaggeration to say that performing carpet spinning is not an exaggeration. People who have not gone through a certain period of training will not be able to perform.
The performer is a very beautiful woman, with a slim waist, long legs like a pen, a red face with a white face, and a strong and cute face.
Ma Hanshan had seen many beauties in his previous life, and in this life, after coming to Lin'an, he had also seen many women. But the only ones he was willing to rate were Lin Xian'er and the beautiful woman in front of him.
However, this carpet performer and Lin Xian'er are two completely opposite beauties. Lin Xian'er is gorgeous, mature, charming, gentle, and has a touch of talented woman's temperament. She is a weak type of beauty, while this one on the stage
The carpet performer is youthful, unrestrained, energetic, optimistic, and enthusiastic. She is a smart and lively beauty.
According to Ma Hanshan's aesthetics and horse selection standards in his previous life, he preferred someone like Lin Xian'er. However, he doesn't like Lin Xian'er now because he has an intuition that Lin Xian'er is not a simple person.
Complex women and scheming women are not the favorite of men. Of course, Ma Hanshan is no exception. He is not a masochist.
The carpet-turning performances in this world certainly don't have as many tricks as the modern carpet-turning performances. However, Ma Hanshan felt that this world was better than this world, or that this woman's performance made him feel very good.
Suddenly, there was a choking sound, and someone drew his sword.
Damn it, we're not going to start a fight. Ma Hanshan was cursing in his mind and looked toward the sound, only to find that a member of the kicking team pulled out a shining silver sword and threw it towards the stage.
With a click, the long sword was stuck in the center of the stage, swinging non-stop. Is it a soft sword? Ma Hanshan felt strange, why would she throw a soft sword on the stage? She would be performing on this sword, right?
He guessed correctly. The woman actually turned over and stood on one foot on the hilt of the sword. Then she raised her legs and turned into a standing posture. She threw up a blanket and gently landed on the upright toes, turning...
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The woman stood on the hilt of the sword and changed various postures. Finally, her fingertips and toes were spinning on the carpet, and the audience burst into applause.
It was amazing. Ma Hanshan actually applauded vigorously and even loudly, attracting the attention of the whole audience. Even the performers took the time to look at him.
"Reward..." Ma Hanshan shouted while applauding.
Boom! A big gold ingot fell on the stage. It was thrown by the Gestapo.
Yes, I asked you to give a reward. I can give you a hundred or dozens of coins, but you actually threw a gold ingot? Damn, was the money confiscated? Ma Hanshan looked at the treasure in great displeasure.
Ge Shibao actually still paid for it. Every time Ma Hanshan asked him to reward him, he was very unhappy, but this time he was very happy because he also performed very wonderfully.
The performance is really wonderful. Not to mention standing on the sword and spinning the carpet, not many people can do it even standing on the sword. It really takes lightness for such a big person to stand on the sword.
"Xuanling, you are so generous to reward me like this. This is twenty taels of silver. I will write it down and tell Mr. Qi to deduct one, two or eight cents of silver from your regular payment next month." Ma Hanshan said calmly.
"Ah! Big...big brother...that's the reward you asked me to give..." Geshibao was shocked. Damn it, the total amount of silver is only three taels. How can he survive after being deducted one, two or eight.
In fact, he would still be able to live even if he didn't give him a penny. The so-called regular money was actually the pocket money that Ma Hanshan gave to a few people around him who didn't have official positions. Geshibao and Shenhua both got 3 taels. Before, Lai Wen got 5 taels, but now Lai Wen gets 5 taels.
Now that I have a job and receive salary every month, I no longer have to pay regular bills.
"Yes, you are right. I asked you to reward me, but I didn't ask you to reward me this much. If you throw in one or two hundred coins or even a dime of broken silver, it's still mine, but you threw away two taels."
, look, you are still taking it out. If I didn't tell you, wouldn't you be ready to throw another ingot away?
"Boss... I'm so pitiful... How can I live if I deduct one or two eighty yuan..." Geshibao said with a sad face, hating Ma Hanshan even more in his heart, and vowed to take revenge.
It's a pity that he has never been able to find the opportunity. When he goes out during the day, there are always other people around him. When he rests at night, sometimes he doesn't know where Ma Hanshan sleeps. This guy sleeps wherever he goes. He sleeps in the study, bedroom, and hall, mainly
, that guy Qi Nanyue, always intentionally or unintentionally, personally or arranges people to be on guard secretly, he can't find any chance at all.
"Haha, I want to tell you that if you don't obey, you will suffer losses, and you will have to pay for your fighting spirit." Of course Ma Hanshan knew that this guy was unhappy. The number one dude in Xiangfan had become a follower, and no one would be happy.
"Boss, please forgive me once. I won't dare to do it next time." Geshibao said, pretending to be pitiful.
"No, please remember this lesson, otherwise, you will never know what obedience means, and you will never know what severity is." Ma Hanshan shook his head gently and said.
"Boss...please..." Geshiba begged, getting louder and louder.
At this time, a seven or eight-year-old boy who looked like a beggar gave Hu Zhongyong a piece of rag at the table over there.
There were words on the piece of cloth. After Wu Zhongyong read the words on the piece of cloth, he raised his head and glanced at Shi Songzhi, and found that this guy was mesmerized by the woman's performance on the stand.
"Ahem...Erlang, why don't you invite her home to act specifically for the young master..." Wu Zhong said in a low voice.
"Ah? That's right...haha...Brother Hu still understands me..." Shi Songzhi showed a lewd smile on his face, "But..."
"Erlang is worried, just ask them to sing in the hall later..." Wuzhong laughed evilly, raised his hand and smacked the table hard.
Snap!
Wow!
A solid wood table was shattered into a pile of fragments.
"This is unreasonable. You are making so much noise that I haven't seen the most exciting part. Come on, throw them out." Hu Zhongyong shouted.
"Yes." Two men dressed as warriors came over immediately. One wanted to capture the Gestapo, and the other wanted to capture Ma Hanshan.
Um, your uncle, who are you? Are you deliberately looking for excuses to cause trouble? Why am I disturbing you? The voice is not very loud, right?
Ma Hanshan knew that this bastard was going to cause trouble, but he didn't understand why this guy was trying to get in trouble with him.
Among them, Meng Lianggon had practiced martial arts. When he saw someone bullying Ma Hanshan, he naturally couldn't stand up. He reached out and grabbed the warrior who was trying to grab Ma Hanshan's collar.
These two so-called warriors are actually Hu Zhongyong's younger brothers. They are gangsters on the street. Although they fight fiercely, they don't know martial arts, so when they meet Meng Lianggon, who has been practicing for many years, he immediately puts in effort.
When a person is grabbed by the wrist, he cannot move.
"How dare you make trouble unreasonably?" Meng Lianggon pinched the gangster's wrist and flicked it, and with a roar, he threw the guy to the side of the performance stage about ten feet away.
At this time, the performance on the stage had just finished, and when someone was making trouble, the woman performing the performance hurried into the backstage, while the class leader hurriedly came over to break up the fight.
"Oh, he's actually a practicing martial artist. Okay, that's great." Wuzhong didn't expect that Meng Lianggon, who was dressed as a scholar, turned out to be a martial artist in civilian clothes just like him.
"You two... Young Masters... Young Masters... rest a moment... don't be impulsive... don't be impulsive." The class leader bowed to both parties and asked both parties not to be impulsive.
It's hard to find food. If they make a fuss and tonight's performance is ruined, they may have to pay money.
"Go away, believe it or not, I'll beat you up too." At this time, four or five aggressive men wearing ordinary clothes gathered around them, all of them were younger brothers of Wu Zhongyong and Shi Songzhi.
What were they going to do? Of course, they were trying to regain their place. Their brother was thrown out by someone else and was beaten to death. Of course they were not convinced, so they all mobilized.
"Oh, what are you doing? Don't hurt anyone. They are influencing us to watch the performance. Just ask him to pay for the Huaxi class to go back to his hometown to perform." Shi Songzhi, who was sitting on the side and waving a folding fan, spoke in a very serious tone.
He continued calmly and lightly, as if he was talking about someone else's business, "You don't need to pay too much, just one or two thousand taels. I want to invite that girl to go back and perform for a month and a half. Class leader, you can pay two thousand taels."
Has the girl been performing for a month?"
"Sir, we don't do special performances for the hall." The class leader said, wiping the sweat from the guests.
Tanghui opera is to invite singers, jugglers, and storytellers to perform at one's own house. Those who can do this are from wealthy families. Generally speaking, troupes that perform in the arena and perform in operas like to receive invitations to sing in Tanghui opera.
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But obviously, this guy dressed like a dog is definitely not here to watch the girl's kicking performance. What's more, what kind of party is he singing? Anyone who is not stupid will understand what he is thinking. This bastard is
It's a bad intention, probably because of a desire to improve.
That's right, Shi Songzhi, who was famous for his lust, fell in love with this girl who performed carpet spinning.
"Two thousand taels is too little, then three thousand taels." Shi Songzhi ignored the class leader's words, opened his mouth and added another thousand taels.
"How about... let's perform it again for the young master?" The class leader calmed down the trouble. As long as he didn't cause trouble in his place, it didn't matter if he performed again.
"Five thousand taels...forget it, let's buy it for ten thousand taels. Don't push it anymore, otherwise I will be unhappy. This is the first time I have paid for a banquet." After Shi Songzhi finished speaking, he stepped aside.
Seeing Shi Songzhi step aside, both Hu Zhongyong and the class leader knew what was going on, so the class leader stepped back silently. He was just a small person struggling at the bottom. How dare he compete with the nephew who was the first prime minister?
He went back and let the girl make her own decision, because the girl was not from his West China juggling class.
Hu Zhongyong waved his hand and asked his subordinates to surround Ma Hanshan and the others.
"Twenty thousand taels, let's forget about it, otherwise... haha..." Hu Zhongyong said to Ma Hanshan with a smile but not a smile. Shi Songzhi wanted 10,000 taels to invite the Chinese girl to perform, but Wu Zhongyong actually asked Ma Hanshan too much
For ten thousand taels, the two of them are indeed the same.
"Are you trying to blackmail us?" Ma Hanshan was a little distressed. Damn it, he didn't expect that this was the first time they were not around.
He was thinking about what to do, but Meng Lianggon couldn't stand it anymore, picked up a chair and hit the rogue next to him on the head with a bang.
Yes, this guy has a bad temper too. This chapter has been completed!