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Chapter 76 Mr. Zhao¡¯s selection

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    Zhao Hao sat at his desk, opened Ma Xianglan's letter in the afternoon sunshine, and read it word for word.

    From those neat lines of writing, he understood that at this time, Ma Xianglan was just a well-known young man, still troubled by his shallow poetry skills.  She said that compared with those female historians who were quick-thinking, the poems she wrote were simply too hard to read.  Therefore, she hoped to become a disciple of Shu Xiu, become a disciple of Zhao Hao, and learn how to write poems and lyrics from him. For this, she was willing to endure any hardships.

    After the letter, Xue Tao also attached a piece of paper with her "clumsy work" written on it, imploring Zhao Hao to "rectify it".

    Zhao Hao looked at the poem called "Parrot" and said:

    ¡®I will watch the parrot forever, and I will live in a golden cage for the rest of my life.  Cui Ling is a craftsman who brushes feathers, and Zhu Xi is good at keeping his voice.

    The soul of Longshu should be broken, and Wu Yinjiao is finally established.  I cherish you in your snowy clothes, and I will keep you company for a long time.  ¡¯

    "This level is more than enough for me to be a teacher" Zhao Hao couldn't help but smile bitterly. This poem "Parrot" uses objects as a metaphor for people, and expresses the poet's pain of being in a cage and unable to control himself.  Even if you study poetry for ten years, you may not be able to compose it.

    In this way, Ma Xianglan is still troubled by the poor quality of poetry, and does not know what kind of beautiful poems those Qinhuai female historians with "quick thinking" will write.

    No wonder Monk Xuelang took a high look at them.

    "Alas, it's a pity that I'm just a copycat, so I don't have the ability to advise you" Zhao Hao smiled and put down the letter.

    However, if there is a chance in the future, he still wants to help Ma Xianglan.

    "The eight beauties of Qinhuai all have excellent characters and talents, but they each have their own unique characteristics. Ma Xianglan is called "crazy".

    When Zhao Hao was reading history, he sympathized with this unfortunate infatuated woman, and also hated the 'Wang Dog Talented Scholar' who started in chaos and then gave up, for hurting people so much!

    Although Zhao Hao has no ill feelings towards Ma Xianglan, he also hopes that she will have a good outcome and not meet the scumbag again.

    ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????OUT out of the blue, she probably hasn't met the killer surnamed Wang yet It seems that she later met the guy surnamed Wang because she wanted to learn poetry, and ended up getting involved for the rest of her life.

    Thinking about it, if she had a few illustrious poems to her name, then Wang wouldn¡¯t have the shame to pretend to be a great talent like her!

    ¡°It¡¯s just a piece of cake to give you a few poems¡± However, Zhao Hao, who had always been unwilling to do business at a loss, was in trouble again.  "It's just that there are so many great works from the Ming and Qing Dynasties, and it's really painful to take out one of them."

    While I was in distress, I heard the voice of shopkeeper Fang outside: "Qiaoqiao, are you taking a nap, sir?"

    "Who knows" Qiaoqiao's voice was a little muffled.

    "What's the matter? Come in and tell me." Zhao Hao shouted outside and put Ma Xianglan's letter back into the box.

    "Yes, my boss." Fang De responded, came into the west room, bowed to Zhao Hao, and said softly: "My boss, based on my past experience, if a female history player who plays the piano and sings lyrics is hired in the restaurant, it will be very helpful in attracting customers.  It¡¯s big, and customers will accept higher prices.¡±

    "That's natural." Zhao Hao nodded, thinking, isn't it just to add to the entertainment?

    "So the villain made his own decision the day before yesterday and asked Mr. A to make an appointment with some well-known singers in Beicheng to come over and meet him today." Fang De looked at Zhao Hao's face and said with a smile: "Play a few songs for my boss.  Let¡¯s listen to the song and then ask the owner to make a decision.¡±

    "Oh?" Zhao Hao readily agreed: "It's okay if you have nothing to do anyway, let them come over."

    He completely forgot that he planned to write a book in the afternoon today

    ??~~

    Fang De went out to say hello, and the old commander led several singers into the courtyard.

    The restaurant couldn¡¯t afford a band, so it had to resort to singing solo.  So they were either holding a pipa or a lyre, curiously looking at this small courtyard. Although it was decorated, it was still shabby.

    It is unimaginable that a dignified restaurant owner would live in a place like this

    When they entered one after another, they were even more disappointed.  The so-called boss was actually just a boy of fourteen or fifteen years old.

    Isn¡¯t this nonsense?

    On the spot, two singers turned around and left, and the remaining few also looked downcast.

    If you don¡¯t have food to eat, who would go to a restaurant to show off and make a living by singing?  But I don¡¯t have time to mess around with a young man

    They were unhappy, and Zhao Hao was even more unhappy.

    Looking at them all with thick powder on their faces and wearing bright red and green skirts, their gaudy looks made Zhao Hao frown.

    Both Yu Jiachang and Fang De are good at observing people's emotions. How could they not see that their boss is dissatisfied?

    "My boss, our Beicheng is just a poor place. Anyone with a bit of beauty willEarn hard money here?  "Yu Jiachang hurriedly leaned into Zhao Hao's ear and murmured in a low voice: "You're already here, so let's listen. Maybe there will be a surprise.  "

    "Yes, boss, as long as you sing well, the diners will buy it." Fang De also advised from the other side.

    "Okay, please sing." Zhao Hao nodded and listened patiently.

    The first singer leaned down and sat down, playing the pipa and singing "Guangzhi'er":

    "I made an appointment with my lover, and agreed that when the flowers bloom, the Peony Terrace will be renovated, and I will wait for the flowers to germinate, and I will hand them over. It is almost Qingming Festival, and the stamens are no longer alive. They will bloom at this time, and it will be too late  ¡­¡±

    The lyrics are good, but for such a simple piece of music, there are obviously a few wrong notes.  My voice is even more unflattering, and it's also out of tune

    Chief Yu Jia listened with great interest, but Fang De frowned.  He had opened a restaurant by the Qinhuai River, how could he stand such vulgar slang?

    There was no need for Zhao Hao to say anything at this time, Fang De quickly waved his hand and said: "The next one."

    ?????????????????????????????? The next person to play the piano was not as good as the previous one, and he suddenly played the soft and soothing "Dry Rain and Pine Waves", which sounded like an iron horse.

    ¡°When the guests heard this, they thought we were going to kick them out¡±

    Fang De smiled bitterly and asked this person to step aside.

    After the remaining two singers performed separately, Zhao Hao rewarded them with money and asked Chief Yu to send them out.

    ??~~

    When there was no one else around, Fang Decai asked Zhao Hao: "My boss, can any of these four people agree on something?"

    "What do you think?" Zhao Hao asked back.

    "It's really hard to describe the level of the four of them." Fang De carefully said every word: "If you insist on choosing a general from a girl, I think the last girl who plays the flute is pretty good" Xin said, at least she doesn't have to sing, and she can cover up her ugly appearance.  .

    "I don't want to make do." Zhao Hao shook his head and said: "The taste is extremely delicious, but it has to beat Jiangnan Twelve Floors. The singers invited must also be worthy of it."

    "The situation in North City is like this. I'm afraid I have to go to Nancheng to look for anyone who can catch the eye of the boss." Fang De said with a wry smile: "Like back then, the villain's restaurant invited a not-so-famous female historian from Qinhuai River to be in charge.  I only played and sang seven songs at night, and it cost me twenty taels of silver. I had to drive to and from the car, beg my grandpa and grandma, and give red envelopes to the mama who pulled the strings."

    "It takes a strong man to work for a month in one night." Zhao Hao couldn't help but be speechless when he heard this.  "Is this too little?"

    "Oh, isn't it?" Fang De sighed and said, "They are all spoiled by those rich people, so all the pretty and talented people have gone to Nancheng. How much money do we have to spend to invite people to Cai's house?  Alley?"

    What Fang De meant was to advise Zhao Hao to recognize the reality and be particular.

    Who knows, Zhao Hao's eyes lit up, he slapped his thigh hard and said: "Yes!"

    Fang De grinned and said, "Have you thought of a way?"

    "Well, I'll take care of it." Zhao Hao nodded confidently and said with a smile, "On the opening day, I'm sure the whole house will be happy!"

    "Okay, my boss said that, I'm relieved." When Fang De heard this, he no longer worried.

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