Chen Zikun woke up from a coma.
He felt that his eyelids were extremely heavy, his head was dizzy, and his whole body was hot.
He vaguely saw a familiar figure busy not far away.
He stretched out his hand and shouted softly: "Xiao Qing."
The man turned around, took a towel and placed it on Chen Zikun's forehead, his movements were extremely gentle.
"Xiaoqing, where are you?
How many days have I been sleeping?"
Chen Zikun asked in a daze.
The man didn't say anything and helped him tuck the quilt tightly, but Chen Zikun pinched his hand.
He was stunned for a moment, then gently broke away and said: "This is the Qi family's boat, you have slept for three days and three nights. " This was not Xia Xiaoqing's voice.
Chen Zikun woke up suddenly and sat up straight.
He found that he was naked and covered with a patched quilt.
The sound of a squeaking wooden boat rocking could be heard in his ears.
Then he looked at the woman in front of him. , in his thirties, tall and slender, slightly shorter than Xia Xiaoqing, wearing shorts training uniform, looking at him expressionlessly.
"You are" Chen Zikun said hesitantly.
"As I said just now, we are opera singers.
You are on the boat of the troupe.
My name is Bai Yufang.
Who are you?"
the woman asked.
"I" Chen Zikun hesitated for a moment and decided to make up a lie.
The other party was a low-level opera singer who could do anything.
It was better to be wary.
"I was hunting and accidentally fell into the river.
Thank you to Sister Bai for saving my life."
Bai Yufang sneered: "You are not a hunter.
How can you have so many gunshot wounds on your hunting body, four or five new and old scars?
You are a bandit.
I don't care what you have done before.
When you get on my ship, you must behave accordingly."
Now that you're awake, get up and go to work, the troupe doesn't support idlers."
Chen Zikun smiled bitterly: "Where are my clothes?"
"Throw it away, wear this."
Bai Yufang threw over a set of coarse cloth clothes and a pair of cloth shoes.
"Where are my tiger skin and pistol?"
"What tiger skin pistol?
I don't know what you are talking about.
This is the only thing you have left on you."
Bai Yufang threw the jade tobacco pouch over, turned around and left the cabin.
When he arrived at the door, he dropped another sentence: "Seeing that you have just recovered from a serious illness, let me do it."
If you can’t do heavy work, just go and help with the cooking.”
Chen Zikun had no choice but to put on his clothes and got out of bed.
He still felt light-headed and light-headed.
Herbal medicine had been applied to the wounds on his body caused by the 38-gun shot.
It was no serious problem.
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He just lay there for several days and his body was a little weak.
After leaving the cabin, the river wind was biting and both sides were desolate.
Chen Zikun put up a pergola and looked around, saying to himself: "Where are we going?"
"Go to Chongqing, my mother said.
There are many rich people in Chongqing and many people watch Peking Opera.
You can make a fortune there."
The voice came from above.
Chen Zikun looked up and saw a 17 or 18-year-old girl sitting on the ceiling.
Her long legs were swinging back and forth, she was wearing a lotus-colored practice uniform, her waist was extremely slim, and her two ponytails were hanging down.
If it weren't for the trace of aloofness, she would really look like a female student from Jiangdong University.
"You are also from the theater troupe."
Chen Zikun was at a loss for words.
"Yes, I sing Dao Ma Dan.
Uncle, I think you have a good body.
Wearing a big suit and playing a colorful face is quite suitable.
It's a pity that you haven't practiced.
You have to practice singing from a young age.
Come on, next time you go on stage You can play a role with me."
Chen Zikun took a look at himself.
It would be too shabby for a dignified army general to be just a sidekick.
This girl is very cute.
Chen Zikun was about to say a few more words when suddenly a handsome young man came over and shouted: "Xiu'er, the class leader is looking for you."
"Hey, come on."
The girl came down from the shed, as light as a swallow.
"Your name is Xiu'er, Bai Xiu'er" Chen Zikun asked.
The girl giggled: "Idiot, this is the Qi family class.
Of course my surname is Qi.
Besides, my mother's surname is not Bai.
Bai Yufang is her stage name.
Do you know, uncle?"
Xiu'er skipped away, and the young man came over and glared at Chen Zikun: "The new guy, go to the back and help the cook."
Chen Zikun walked to the stern of the boat and helped the master wash vegetables and wash rice.
He also chatted casually and learned that this troupe was from Anhui.
In the past, it went to Beijing and Tianjin to perform.
Now that North China has been occupied, business is hard to do.
They can only rent a boat and go to Sichuan to make a living.
The troupe is White jade boat, originally She is also a Daomadan.
After her husband died, she formed a troupe.
There are two pillars in the troupe, Qi Xiu who sings Daomadan, and Luo Xiaolou, who sings Wusheng.
It is the young man just now.
The other players who play the piano are a mess.
More than thirty people.
There is no dedicated cook in the troupe, but everyone takes turns to cook.
The troupe does not support idle people, so if you want to stay, you have to work.
Chen Zikun cannot sing, so he has to cook and cook.
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However, this is his old profession.
In the cooking class of the Third Beiyang Division, he developed the skill of chopping firewood, cooking steamed buns and making dumplings, which he finally put to use again after eighteen years.
Chen Zikun used to be a team leader and was not good at making exquisite stir-fries, but he was definitely good at big pot cooking.
He paid for all the meals for the 20 and 30 people in the troupe, and the taste was pretty good.
He soon became the full-time cook of the theater troupe.
It was okay.
He wandered around when he was young, and soon he discovered that the core characters of Qi's class were Bai Yufang's mother and daughter.
Young people like to hang out with Qi Xiu, while middle-aged people like to get close to Bai Yufang.
"The theater troupe is really in chaos."
Chen Zikun sighed inexplicably.
He lowered his head to wash the vegetables and looked at his reflection in the water.
His hair was long, his beard was unkempt, and he was extremely depressed.
The person who helped cook was the daughter-in-law of the team's master La Huqin.
She was a nagging aunt who was soon fooled by Chen Zikun's sweet words and told all the secrets about the team.
"Xiaolou likes Xiu'er.
These two young people are really a match made in heaven.
The class leader said that they will get married during the Chinese New Year."
"Our Qi family troupe is good at martial arts.
We have been to Sichuan in the past ten years and have performed in one county after another.
We have made a lot of money."
"The class leader is very talkative.
Although she is cruel, she is very kind to us.
The clothes you are wearing are left by the old class leader.
How do you think they fit?"
Chen Zikun lowered his head and looked at the coarse trousers he was wearing.
Although it was a little old, it was washed clean and well preserved.
It seemed that the former leader was tall and comparable to himself.
There was a dry cough outside the cabin, and the aunt quickly shut up.
"That man, come out for a moment."
It was Bai Yufang's voice.
Chen Zikun got out of the cabin and said with a smile: "Master, you are looking for me."
"We're arriving at Wanxian County soon.
The team is going out for a meeting, so I won't leave you alone.
This is just a small expense, so you can take it."
Bai Yufang handed over a few French coins.
Chen Zikun took the money and clasped his fists: "Master, you are so polite.
You saved my life without saying a word and even paid for it.
I will definitely repay this kindness."
Bai Yufang said: "You can't be a gangster without saving someone.
These twenty yuan will be regarded as your reward for cooking.
You don't have to be so polite.
After all, you don't look like a bandit these days."
"Then what do I look like?"
"You should be a deserter."
When the ship arrived at Wanxian Pier, the troupe was busy unloading the cargo.
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The suitcases and weapon racks were moved back and forth more than a dozen times.
Chen Zikun was tall and strong, and he could carry the heavy suitcase by himself.
Qi Xiu smiled when he saw the white jade boat He said: "Mom, uncle is very capable and a good cook.
Why don't you keep him?"
Bai Yufang said: "The theater troupe cannot retain people of unknown origin."
With one sentence, he blocked his daughter back.
The Qi family troupe performed a concert for the Yang family, a wealthy family in Wanxian County, and they had to stay for at least ten days and a half.
Chen Zikun helped the troupe move their things to the vicinity of the Yang family ancestral hall, and was busy setting up a stage, and finally settled down.
It was already dark.
Bai Yufang found him and threw a package over: "Take your things."
Chen Zikun took a look and saw that inside the package were his tiger skin coat and a washed-out shabby military uniform.
The military uniform also contained two guns.
"Change your clothes."
Bai Yufang said.
Chen Zikun went into the house and changed his clothes.
He was wearing a general's uniform.
It was tattered and faded.
The collar badge had fallen off and the badge was missing.
The broken parts had been carefully sewn with needles and threads.
They must have been made by Bai Yufang.
After leaving the door, Luo Xiaolou, Qi Xiu and others were standing outside, specially coming to say goodbye to him.
"Everyone, the green hills will remain unchanged and the green waters will flow forever.
We will see you later."
Chen Zikun cupped his hands, picked up the package and left.
"Uncle, come and play with us when you have time."
Qi Xiu shouted from behind.
Chen Zikun waved his hand without looking back.
When he came to the pier, he wanted to find a boat to go upstream to Chongqing, but it was getting late and the boats had stopped.
It was tomorrow before he had to leave.
In desperation, Chen Zikun had no choice but to walk around Wanxian with his parcel, and unknowingly returned to Near the Yang family ancestral hall, the sound of gongs and drums could be heard from a distance, and a big drama was going on.
When I came closer to take a look, I saw a big word "Shou" posted on the stage.
It must be the birthday of an elder of the Yang family today.
No wonder it is so festive.
There are three floors in front of the stage and three outside.
The Qi family troupe's plays are mainly martial arts.
It must be lively, The common people loved to watch it.
What was on the stage was Zhan Jinshan, and Liang Hongyu who played the drums was played by Bai Yufang.
After all, it was the leader himself who played the battle, and the extras also worked hard.
It was a lively performance, and the audience cheered one after another. .
After playing the role of Zhan Jinshan, they will play Mukezhai, Qi Xiu will play Mu Guiying, Luo Xiaolou will play Yang Zongbao, and Bai Yufang will play the role of She Taijun.
Mother and daughter perform on the same stage, which is even more exciting.
Only one person was heard shouting: "The old lady is giving me a reward."
Then the servant came up with a plate of ocean, and the actors from Qi's troupe came on stage together to bow and thank them.
The old lady was wearing a long-lasting coat with a red face and was sitting in the audience.
She said a few words to the housekeeper.
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The housekeeper came up and said, "The old lady has something to ask.
Is it Liang Hongyu who is better or Mu Guiying who is better?"
Bai Yufang said: "To answer your question, these two people are not the same person.
There is a gap of a hundred years between them."
The housekeeper said: "That won't work.
The old lady wants to watch this and let Liang Hongyu and Mu Guiying fight."
Bai Yufang smiled bitterly and said: "Butler, without this play, I can't do it."
The housekeeper sneered: "You can act as you are told.
If you act well, the old lady will be rewarded.
If you don't act, huh, I'll shoot you all with a machine gun."
Bai Yufang had no choice but to agree, and when she went backstage to talk about it, everyone was in a state of shock.
Liang Hongyu fought against Mu Guiying.
No matter what song she sang, it was not allowed to make her peers laugh to death if it was spread.
"Let's act.
As long as you give me money, you can act in anything."
Bai Yufang said.
During the intermission, there was a shout from outside: "Commander Yang is here."
A fat-bellied officer came in crowded, saluted the old lady first, sat on the Taishi chair beside him, took off his military cap, and revealed his big shiny head. , unbuttoned the moral code, took the big smoking gun from the guard, and started smoking it happily.
After a short time, the gongs and drums sounded loudly, and Liang Hongyu and Mu Guiying came on stage one after another.
Because it was a temporary script, there were no lines, they just fought back and forth for fun.
Master Yang rubbed his big head, stared at the two swordsmen on the stage, suddenly clapped his hands, and shouted: "Okay":