Happy Little Scholar

Li Yi's relationship with Liu Ruyi has obviously become closer recently, because they are the only two people in the family who have never won a game of mahjong. 』

I originally started playing mahjong to relieve my boredom, but the more I played, the more depressed I became. It doesn’t matter if I lose money. I have to get my face back. Miss Liu Er is better than him and will not allow herself to lose to others in any aspect, so recently at home The poker game never stopped.

Then the two of them lost more and more.

Li Yi finally understood what the gambler's mentality is all about. No wonder so many people have lost everything because of gambling throughout the ages. This is a road of no return.

They thought they had the home field advantage. Ruyi and the others had just started to get into mahjong, and it would take a long time to get familiar with it. However, the goddess of luck only wanted to favor Xiaohuan and Ruyi. He and Miss Liu Er never got the chance to win the favor of the goddess. blessing of.

It is indeed a must-kill weapon for middle-aged and elderly women. Within two days, a second piece of mahjong appeared in the house. After dinner, several women who were idle at home spent the whole afternoon playing mahjong.

Lao Fang and the others were busy renovating the stoves for each family. After the Fang family's sister-in-law came to the family's kitchen and walked around, they no longer mentioned Lao Fang's private smashing of the stoves, and played mahjong with several women. , I guess my family will be able to start cooking tomorrow. After cooking, the kang will be warm and warm. This guy has finally done something reliable.

When Li Yi came back from outside, he saw several women at the door of his house from a distance. The sounds of "eating" and "bumping" could not be heard. The two elderly people shook their heads and secretly sighed at the decline of the world. They were originally diligent and quick. How come the daughters-in-law suddenly turned into lazy wives. The children were shaking their arms beside them and shouting that they were hungry. The mother just grabbed the wooden blocks. When the children complained of hunger, they threw a few copper coins to the children and asked them to go out to buy food...

Such a mother-in-law, if left alone in the past, would be driven back to her parents' home...

People cannot live just for food and clothing, but also for entertainment. The emergence of mahjong has undoubtedly opened the door to a new world for the women in the village and found spiritual sustenance. As for the question of whether it will become addictive , don’t worry too much.

That is to say, the past few days have been a novelty. After this freshness passes, mahjong can only be reduced to an embellishment in daily life. People who are used to living a hard life cannot always be idle.

For example, Old Man Sun has become increasingly busy these days.

Li Yi had just returned from Goulan. Old Man Sun was not here, and he had been talking with Wan Ruoqing for a long time about recruiting actors and expanding business.

A medium-sized goulan has been rebuilt outside the city. According to Li Yi, it is more appropriate to call it a theater.

Building this thing is different from building a house. It is the same as building a shack. The strength and reliability of the site built in a few days are far superior to other crudely made hook fences. It will never be collapsed by heavy snow.

As for the actors, since this model is still in the experimental stage, only twenty have been recruited for the time being. Li Yi and Wan Ruoqing have discussed that a medium-sized theater should have twenty people, which can not only meet the performance requirements, but also facilitate manage.

Living at the bottom of the society, it is common to have insufficient food. They are given a fixed salary of 500 cash per month, and no one can refuse it. At first, those actors thought that Old Man Sun was lying to them, so they took out the contract written in black and white, and for a short time After being shocked, he seemed to be afraid that Old Man Sun would regret it, so he immediately pressed his fingerprints on it.

In addition to wages, the content of the contract also requires them not to spread what they have learned here. Everyone understands this. For people like them, this is food. If others learn it, , the one who will starve to death will be himself.

No one dares to violate the contract, even if this thing is taken to the government, it is definitely a place they cannot mess with.

Stage plays are still very unfamiliar to those newly recruited actors. After listening to Li Yi's suggestions, Old Man Sun and others also thought about it for a long time before they came up with it. These people have no experience and need to go through some training before they can officially On duty.

Although "Painted Skin" is still popular, it is obviously not as good as before. The next one to be put on the big stage will be "A Chinese Ghost Story", unlike the former which relies on horror elements to attract people, love love love, female ghost scholar like this The jokes are probably more attractive to men of this era.

Especially among scholars, who hasn’t fantasized about many romantic affairs, having sex with fox fairies, and beautiful female ghosts? Eighty percent of the supernatural novels on the market are like this, and they still are like this to this day. It is the mainstream of the market.

They are just a group of ancient pornographic girls who like to satisfy their sexual fantasies and are not afraid that they will not "give generously"...

By the way, I have to copy a few more stories if I find time, so why not take out the complete version of Liaozhai first and make it into a series...

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Li Yi was lying comfortably in the huge bathtub. In fact, the ancients were quite good at enjoying it. If you put a lid on the bathtub, can it be called a sauna?

In the winter, there is nothing more comfortable than taking a hot bath in a warm room.

If so, then when you take a bath, there will be a pair of soft little hands on your shoulders, and the fatigue of the day will be eliminated.

Xiaohuan's massage skills became more and more proficient. Li Yi secretly condemned this luxurious and corrupt life in his heart and despised feudal hedonism.

Opening her eyes, she glanced at the door through the mist. Xiaohuan went out to get hot water, why didn't she come back...

Squeak...

The door was pushed open, and he vaguely saw a figure coming in carrying a bucket. Li Yi closed his eyes with satisfaction.

There were footsteps behind her, and warm water was poured into the tub. When the little maid was about to go out, Li Yi stopped her without even opening her eyes.

"Wait a moment, then help my uncle press his shoulders."

There was a pause of footsteps, and a moment later, a pair of catkins were placed on his shoulders.

I feel that Xiaohuan's level this time has improved a lot compared to before. I remember that when I went shopping last time, the little maid stared at a bracelet from Jinyufang for a long time. I will buy it for her tomorrow...

As he pressed it, Li Yi felt a little strange in his heart.

No matter how fast the little maid's shoulder massage skills improve, she can't reach Ruyi's level in less than a quarter of an hour.

Moreover, the familiar chirping sound in her ears disappeared, and she did not beg herself to continue telling her the story she had just left unfinished.

Just when he was about to look back, a familiar voice came over.

"Sir, the water seems a little cold. Would you like to add more hot water?"

This is Ruyi's voice.