"Anyway, Xiaobei didn't go to the oiran, it doesn't matter where he is."
Qing Mulan said with a smile, and the drums sounded again on the flower boat.
Qing Luo nodded to the back, and several girls wearing veils came on stage, each holding an instrument.
"Sister Mu Lan, why are they wearing veils?"
Runniang finally stopped asking, and Xiao'e, a curious baby, came online again.
"Because they are responsible for the performance and cannot steal Qingluo's limelight, they have to cover their faces with veils."
After Qing Mulan finished speaking, she did not forget to snatch a piece of pastry from the plate held by Xiao'e.
"There are many more over there, why did you snatch mine?" Xiao'e asked unconvinced.
This plate of maltose is the most delicious of all pastries.
"What you have in your hands is delicious."
Qing Mulan smiled and reached out to the plate again.
Xiao'e's expression changed, and she actually opened her mouth and took a sip on the plate.
The fine spit sprayed all over the plate and Qing Mulan's hand.
"you……"
Qing Mulan was so angry that she almost jumped up.
Xiao'e also knew that she had gone too far. When she saw Qing Mulan raising her palm, she shrank her neck in fright. She stretched the plate forward in a flattering manner and handed it to Qing Mulan.
"Do not care!"
Qing Mulan angrily wiped her palms on Xiao'e's clothes, glared and said, "Guan Xiao'e, let me tell you, this matter is not over between us."
Since ancient times, what children fear most is when adults call them by their first name.
Especially since Qing Mulan still looked like he wanted to eat someone, Xiao'e was almost frightened to tears. She held her mouth and asked Jin Feng for help: "Brother-in-law..."
"The snacks on the table were brought by others for us all to eat together. It's wrong for you to take the maltose by yourself and spit on it..."
Jin Feng hated naughty children the most in his previous life, so naturally he would not spoil Xiao'e, but took this opportunity to teach her a lesson.
"oh……"
Xiao'e put the plate back on the table and sat aside with her head lowered.
I also wipe the corners of my eyes from time to time.
In fact, there wasn't even a tear in my eyes.
"Stop pretending to be pitiful." Jin Feng asked angrily, "Do you know you were wrong?"
"I know I was wrong. In fact, I didn't even think about spitting just now. I was just in a hurry."
Xiao'e held Jin Feng's arm and shook it: "Brother-in-law, I will never dare to do it again. Please forgive Xiao'e this time."
"Okay, okay, the maltose is already stained with your saliva, and no one else can eat it, so just take it all away."
Jin Feng slapped Xiao'e on the head.
"Thank you, brother-in-law."
Xiao'e picked up the plate again, ran to Qing Mulan with a smile, and ate so deliciously.
"These two enemies..."
Jin Feng almost laughed angrily.
On the stage, Qingluo's performance came to an end. Groups of government officials came out, each in groups of three. One person was holding a tray filled with flowers, and the other two were carrying a special wooden barrel.
The name of the wooden barrel has the word "green radish" written on it. The mouth of the barrel is similar to a fish cage. You can only stuff money into it, but you can't take it out from the mouth of the barrel.
After the government officials carried the barrels back, a dedicated person opened them from the bottom and counted them uniformly.
This is also to prevent the government servants from tampering with the money.
Audiences who want to support Qingluo can put money into the barrel at this time, and then get the corresponding number of flowers.
The audience can leave flowers as a souvenir or throw them on the stage.
Qing Mulan was right. Since it was just opening, the people were very enthusiastic and there were many spectators who paid for flowers.
However, most of them bought one or two flowers, and some only bought three or five flowers. There were even a few people who pooled together a tael of silver to buy one flower together.
"The power of stars is great."
When Jin Feng saw three young men in patched robes pooling their money to buy a flower, he couldn't help but think of some celebrity fans in his previous life who had to save money and spend money to buy celebrity peripherals.
The government officials carried the barrels and walked around among the people. When they came back, many barrels were full.
“Isn’t it too fast to make money?”
Guan Xiaorou looked at the heavy wooden barrel and sighed.
"Most of these barrels are filled with copper coins. The real highlight is in these tents."
Qing Mulan pointed to the surrounding tents.
"What's the meaning?"
"You'll know when you read on."
Qing Mulan played a riddle.
At this time, Qing Luo's performance had ended, but she did not leave, but stood on the stage with a smile on her face.
The next second, a cheer came from a nearby tent: "The Sheriff will reward Miss Qingluo with one hundred taels of silver!"
After saying that, a maid walked around in front of the stage carrying a tray with silver ingots.
Then another maid came on stage, carrying a plate of flowers and throwing them into the air.
For a time, the sky was filled with flowers and rain.
"Thank you, Lord Sheriff!"
Qingluo squatted slightly and saluted in the direction of the county governor.
"The Sheriff is really rich. He can give you a reward of one hundred taels in one go."
"The money will eventually come back to him. What's there to feel bad about?"
As soon as Qing Mulan finished speaking, cheers rang out again: "Master Qian of Qianji Trading Company, I will reward Miss Qingluo with three hundred taels!"
Three hundred taels is thirty kilograms. The young master will not go out with such a heavy amount of money, so this time the maid showed a silver note on the stage.
"Thank you Mr. Qian!"
Qingluo bowed again to the location of Qianji Trading Company.
Then there was another burst of rain.
"The county governor only gave me a reward of one hundred taels, but Mr. Qian will reward me with three hundred taels. Aren't you afraid that the county governor will be angry?"
"Actually, besides liking these girls, these gentlemen are also trying to curry favor with the county governor. After all, 70% of the rewards received from the Oiran Competition go to the county governor."
Qing Mulan said: "Why does he get angry when someone gives him money? In fact, this is also the reason why the county governor takes the lead in giving rewards."
"Yes, the county guards have taken the lead, and the wealthy businessmen will also give some rewards for the sake of face."
Although Guan Xiaorou was illiterate, she was not stupid. She suddenly figured it out: "No wonder you said Qingluo was lucky and got the first one."
While the two were talking, the wealthy businessman's rewards did not stop.
The most are three hundred taels, and the few are dozens of taels.
Flower petals covered the river in front of the stage.
"The Zhou family went to Prince Zhou and rewarded the girl Qingluo with five hundred taels!"
The cheers outside sounded again.
"Zhou's cloth is ready!"
Tang Dongdong heard this and turned to look in the direction of the cheers.
She and Tang Xiaobei were reduced to the point where their families were ruined, and it was all because of the Zhou family.
Unfortunately, she couldn't see anything because it was blocked by the tent.
"Dongdong, calm down, the textile factory is not the opponent of Zhou's Clothing Company yet!"
Jin Feng reminded in a low voice.
Only then did Tang Dongdong sit down again.
“Brother-in-law, the rain of petals is so beautiful, let’s give some rewards too, right?”
Xiao'e didn't have the worries of adults yet. She chewed maltose in her mouth and raised her head and asked.
"We are sitting in the tent in Chunfeng Building, and we must not tip girls in other buildings."
Jin Feng refused without hesitation.
According to the rules of the Oiran Competition, only those with a reward of fifty taels of silver or more will sing and scatter flowers.
Spending fifty taels of silver to get a lucky draw, Jin Feng is not that rich yet.
With all this money, wouldn't it be nice to buy a few domestic slaves and go back to work?
The reward lasted for nearly twenty minutes before stopping.
The amount of money in the barrel was also counted.