After being widowed, I pampered the rough man general by farming

The second scene of the drama currently being staged in Zhaosheng Building was completed yesterday.

As soon as the second play came out, the expectations of the people in Jiangnan Town were filled immediately, and the news even spread to several nearby cities.

The people in those prefectural cities are also looking forward to it, and some people have already planned to come to occupy seats overnight at the beginning of the third scene.

Unfortunately, Zhu Jiangjiang plans to start charging for the third game and enter the venue by ticket.

No, after yesterday's performance, she took her second child, Xiaojiu, and the others back to Xiaohuang Village overnight, and she has been preparing for admission tickets since getting up this morning.

There are five scenes in this play, and the last one has been performed until Zhu Yingtai was called back by a letter from her family, and Liang Shanbo was about to learn that she was a daughter.

For such a wonderful moment of losing the horse, the common people have been waiting too much for tea and food.

"How about it, are the red clay and paper ready?"

Zhu Jiangjiang held a bowl in his hand, and the bowl was half full

It was a transparent liquid, and she was stirring the contents of the bowl with a chopstick in her other hand.

When she said last night that she had something to do today, the second child brought a few younger brothers and sisters over early in the morning to help.

According to what Zhu Jiangjiang told them, cut the paper into two hundred copies of the same size, and write on them later.

"Sister Zhu, everything is ready, and the bamboo tube has been wiped dry."

The dining table in the room and the tea table in the main room are covered with paper and some tools that will be used later.

"Then take a few pieces of paper and try the effect."

Zhu Jiangjiang put the bowl in his hand on the table, found a place to sit down, picked up a pen, took a piece of paper, and wrote on it.

The content is nothing more than something related to the play, mainly composed of three important information: the name of the play, the number of the show, and the seat number.

Blow it after writing to speed up the penetration and drying of the ink.

Then, I saw Zhu Jiangjiang pick up a bamboo tube engraved with runes, and rolled the bamboo tube in the red mud twice.

After the runes on the bamboo tube are all stained with red mud, roll the bamboo tube on the paper with the seat number written on it twice.

In this way, a manual watermark is completed.

In addition to the manual watermark, there is also a seal on the face of the ticket, and the seal is engraved with four words: Zhaosheng Building Seal.

That's all there is to see on the ticket.

"Look, how do you feel?" Zhu Jiangjiang picked up the printed ticket and asked a few people.

"It's fun, sister-in-law, I want to help too!"

Seeing that a blank piece of paper has become so exquisite and beautiful, Pei Xiaoyu raised her hand and clamored to try it.

She can't write, but she can help stamp it!

The second child and the others also praised Zhu Jiangjiang's fantastic idea, "I have never seen such an exquisite ticket, like a silver ticket."

"..." They were exaggerating too much. She didn't dare to copy the bank notes casually, but it was just a watermark and an extra insurance.

"Then now, let's use this ticket as a template. Let's get to work. Little five and I will be responsible for writing, the older ones will be responsible for watermarking, and the younger ones will be responsible for inspection and collection."

Xiao Wu is the same as hers, with good handwriting, clean and graceful, different from those boys.

So she has to be responsible for this matter together with her.

There are [-] tickets, [-] of which are upstairs, and [-] are for the seats in the front row downstairs.

The remaining one hundred copies are all in the back row.

After paying the fee, Zhu Jiangjiang can provide tea to the guests who bought tickets to enter the venue, so that the guests can get a better viewing experience.

Mingji knew about the fee for watching the show, he suggested from the very beginning that Zhu Jiangjiang charge for it, and she insisted on insisting on free two shows.

But now judging from the current effect, her insistence at the beginning was right.

Now as long as he gets up together, whether in or outside the mansion, he can hear the people around him talking about the next content of the play.

Several times, when he heard his sister and parents having a heated discussion, he wanted to spoil them, but he held back.

In just two short plays, the attention of the people in the city was diverted.

Now no one is discussing about his sister anymore, so Mingyao has gradually returned to her former cheerful appearance.

Not only that, everyone seems to have accepted Mingyao's disguise as a man to go to a private school overnight, and they seem to think that this matter is actually not a big deal.

All this is thanks to Zhu Jiangjiang!

When the play is all over, their Ming family must invite Zhu Jiangjiang and his party to the mansion to be their guests of the Ming mansion.

Zhu Jiangjiang doesn't care about being a guest or not, she just wants to finish the show early, and then plant, plant, or plant!

"Sister Zhu, what are you doing?"

Zhu Jiangjiang rested his wrist when he was tired, but he stopped writing and kept working. She took another seal of Zhaoshenglou and dipped it into the bowl she just brought.

After wetting it, press it on the tickets that have been prepared.

There was nothing on the paper other than a piece of wetness. I don't know why she made such an unnecessary move?

"This is an invisible watermark. This is to prevent someone from taking the opportunity to make fake tickets after the tickets go on sale tomorrow and ruin the reputation of our Zhaosheng Building."

Zhu Jiangjiang used a small method of acid-base neutralization reaction, just in case.

Although she didn't want to think too badly about people, she just took over Zhaosheng Building, so she didn't want any surprises.

So for the sake of caution, she didn't tell Pei Xiaoyu and the second child how to prove this thing, only she knew.

While he was busy, Xu Laogen's voice suddenly came from the yard. Zhu Jiangjiang hurriedly put the bowl of water aside, pretending it didn't matter.

As soon as she put it away, Xu Laogen came in.

"Grandpa Xu, what can you do for me?" Zhu Jiangjiang stood up and greeted him.

During this period of time, if there were no major events in the village, Xu Laogen rarely came here, and he also wished Jiang Jiang fearfully.

He came here suddenly today, could it be something important?

Xu Laogen looked at the pens, inks, papers and inkstones in the room, and there was nowhere to sit. He pointed to the papers all over the floor and asked, "Sister-in-law, what are you messing with?"

"It's just a little gadget. Children love to play. Grandpa Xu, what's the matter with you?"

The people in Xiaohuang Village didn't know that the Zhaosheng Tower, which had caused a sensation in the city these days, was written by her, so Zhu Jiangjiang didn't tell him clearly.

Instead, he drew two chairs and invited Xu Laogen to the terrace at the door, where he sat and chatted in the cool air.

But even though she tried her best to cover it up, the matter of Zhaosheng Building was still known.

"Sister-in-law, you were the one who did the Zhaosheng building, right?"

Xu Laogen's words were astonishing, and Zhu Jiangjiang froze in place, "Grandpa Xu, how do you know?!"

"I went to see it yesterday. Aren't the two singing on stage the same as your family?" Xu Laogen looked back at the third and fifth, smiling.

This matter has become such a big deal, not only the people in the city have heard about it, but everyone in the countryside has also known about it.

Although he failed to squeeze into the Zhaosheng Building yesterday, he just listened to the music at the door, and he couldn't even see anyone.

But in the end, he still caught a glimpse of the people on the stage in the crowd.

The people on the stage didn't have facial makeup. Although they had changed their outfits, it was not difficult for those who were familiar with them to recognize them.