FH Chapter 37: 小桃红来了！
Little Peach Red is here (coming)!
After lunchtime, most of the people resting at the stalls had gone, and the boss was finally able to catch his breath. He wiped his sweat with a handkerchief, sat down on the chair next to him, and said, “Brothers, this little lady, I see that you guys look unfamiliar, you’re specially rushing over here to listen to the opera, right!?”
“Listening to the theater (Beijing opera)?”
Li Haitang shook her head, she didn’t have any interest in those babbling operas, she could fall asleep right away after listening to them, but she still politely replied, “Soon, in no time, the weather is getting cold, my husband and I came to the city to take a look and buy some fur clothing.”
Husband … Xiao Lingchuan heard this name, his body had a momentary stiffness, his mind repeatedly recalled these two words.
Yes, he is going to get married. He has never thought that one day he will be able to marry a woman who is beautiful like a flower. All of this felt very unreal.
“Oh, shopping ah, it’s the right decision to come to the Border City !”
The boss is talkative, eloquent, and he went to buy fur in the north of the city. There are often barbarians there to exchange goods. They like Da Qi’s tea, fabrics, and exchange goods rather than spending their silver to buy it in the shop, this way was much more cost-effective.
Remark made by one who has had experience, Li Haitang diligently took note of them and casually said, “Boss, is there a new theater in town?”
At the mention of listening to the theater matter, the boss’s eyes glowed as he had no intention of entertaining the guests, “It’s the most famous De Quanban (literally it means the virtue of the whole class) in the capital, they’ve come to sing a big opera!”
De Quanban is famous in Da Qi, the master of the class seldom goes out of the capital, and the northern part of the country is a barbaric area in the eyes of Da Qi people, so this trip to catch De Quanban singing an opera is the first one in decades.
However, the troupe can stop for up to ten days, the northern part of the capital is thousands of miles away, they have to rush back before the New Year.
De Quanban came to the border city. Several surrounding cities have become sensational and now the foreigners who come are particularly large, and even his business is several times better than before.
“One or two silver pieces for a ticket, right here at the Fu Xiang Teahouse (usu. of two stories) that’s a fair price!”
The boss said that he will close the stall the next morning, and then go to the Fu Xiang tea house queue, and he may be able to grab a ticket.
If he couldn’t grab one, he was willing to spend silver money to take a look outside the door, just one look would be enough!
“I’m not afraid of you, this young lady’s jokes, I leave my house early at dawn to set up a stall to earn a hard-earned silver, and my dream is, one day go to a big restaurant in the capital to listen to De Quanban sing opera!”
The more the boss said, the more excited he got, his eyes glittering with crystal tears. In the face of such insight Li Haitang, wished that iron could turn straight into steel—be anxious for sb. to improve, so he talked especially much, mainly about De quanban’s deeds.
It was not easy for someone to come to drink buttered tea, only then Li Haitang was relieved, she pulled her little brother Li Jin Hu drilled into the carriage and fled.
“Big Brother Xiao, quick, quickly come!”
Li Haitang wiped her sweat with her hand, took a deep breath, and urged Xiao Lingchuan to hurry the carriage as if there were wolves chasing behind her. Sure enough, this kind of magical species of brainwashed fans existed, no matter what dynasty it was.
“Sit firmly.”
A few fast horses galloped on the oncoming side, there were officials inspecting, Xiao Lingchuan told the duo behind him, then drove the carriage to dodge at a fast speed, if he didn’t have a good driving skill, he probably would have collided with the carriage next to him.
“Little Red Peach, ah ah ah!”
“Little Peach Red is here, scatter flowers, scatter the flowers!”
Not far ahead, a dense crowd, within a few seconds, swarmed to the front, squeezing in the front row. There were two forty-something years old aunts shouting loudly, carrying flower baskets full of yellow chrysanthemums in their hands.
Li Haitang rubbed the corner of his forehead, reminding himself, in the future, he should read the Chinese divination almanac when he goes out, in the end, what day is today, spreading chrysanthemums, such a big battle, almost the whole city people have come, in the end, who is hanging? It should be an evil person, otherwise most people would not be so excited.
