Reborn in the 1980s: A scientific research leader cultivates the land to serve the motherland

Chapter 463 Begonia
Would you like to sell?
If it's an ordinary entertainer, they probably all sold it.

But it was obvious that what An Ning met was not an ordinary busker.

The old man let go of the skirt he was holding, looked at An Ning and asked, "What price do you offer?"

An Ning said without hiding anything: "I don't know the specific material of the erhu in your hand, but I guess it is made of good materials. As for the price, I have no basis, do you know?"

"Otherwise, let's go to the musical instrument store over there to estimate the price?"

An Ning asked sincerely, making the old man on the opposite side show a more sincere smile.

"You girl, you're quite interesting."

With just one sentence, the temperament of the poor old entertainer has undergone a world-changing change.

At this moment, An Ning realized that the old man in front of him was not an ordinary person. He was probably bored at home and came out to experience life.

No wonder, that erhu is not simple.

"I'm sorry, I was abrupt."

An Ning bowed her hands and prepared to leave.

"Wait, kids, be patient."

The old man asked An Ning to follow him. An Ning had nothing to fear, and followed the old man on crutches, walking farther and farther in the alley.

The old man next to him admired An Ning's courage.

"Aren't you afraid?"

"What are you afraid of?"

An Ning really didn't know what to be afraid of, she believed in herself.

"Hahaha! Good guts."

The old man smiled boldly, like a hidden hero in a novel.

One old and one young, walked for 10 minutes and arrived in front of a black gate.

"It's here, girl, do you dare to go in?"

"Now, is it too late?"

An Ning's answer made the old man laugh and knock on the door.

Dangdang's voice quickly came to respond.

The black door opened in response, and a man dressed in a costume, when he saw the old man, felt a little fake angry, and said very affectionately: "You went out and pretended to be blind again."

"What, I have to tell you what I'm doing!"

The face of the old man and the tiger, the costumed man who opened the door inside, snorted coldly without fear.

"Hmph! I'm going to sue!"

"Hey—don't—"

The old man stopped the costumer and begged, "Don't tell Haitang, it's alright if I don't go."

With a pitiful appearance, he was completely different from the old man just now.

The costumer who opened the door had no choice but to be fooled by the old man, so he had to warn: "If you go again, I will tell Master Haitang."

"I promise not to go!"

The old man made a promise, and the costumed people made way for the old man and An Ning behind to walk in.

As soon as she entered the yard, An Ning realized that the place was full of people in costumes, walking in a hurry, coming and going, and the faint sound of opera singing coming from her ears, making An Ning follow the sound.

In front, it seems to be a stage.

"Have you eaten? Are you hungry?"

An Ning was questioned by the costume man who opened the door, and before she could answer, two pieces of snacks were stuffed into her palm.

"You play first, I still have a role to play, you go there, someone will take care of you."

Unable to understand what happened to An Ning, she watched the costume man rushing forward, so she could only look at the old man beside her.

"Girl, you wait for a while, we will talk about the erhu later, I will go to the show first."

At this time, the old man's face became clean, his clothes were changed, and he ran to the front with the erhu in hand.

An Ning, who didn't know what to do, simply followed the old man.

Soon, a messy singing backstage appeared in front of my eyes.

The clear sound of opera singing, the beating of gongs, drums and suona, and the sudden appearance of the erhu let An Ning know that she was in an opera troupe.

As for the play and how it was sung, An Ning didn't understand.

Knowledge in this area is completely lacking in Interstellar.

The babbling sound and unique rhythm fascinate An Ning.

Her head involuntarily moved up and down with the rhythm, and a finger waved in the air.

"Haitang is here."

A word of begonia came, and An Ning, who had closed her eyes and enjoyed it, opened her eyes, gorgeous Chinese dress, delicate and heavy headgear, unique makeup, and special footsteps.

"What a nice view!"

An uncontrollable murmur made that Haitang nod and smile at An Ning, a Beijing opera etiquette flashed, and she gracefully stepped onto the stage.

Following Haitang's appearance, the audience in front of the show burst into cheers.

"The ice wheel of the island is turning for the first time——"

An Ning didn't know how to describe that voice.

If there is a ceiling for singing, it's probably the case.

She looked through the gap in the curtains and saw that Haitang's every move was a play, and every frown and frown was full of love.

"Isn't she amazing?"

"Haitang? Of course, he is a famous actor, and the following people are here for him."

"She's great."

An Ning listened to a scene in the background.

At the end, there was thunderous applause outside, and An Ning applauded too. She really wanted to get to know this opera singer Haitang.

It would be a good thing if I could record a few passages and send them to the interstellar side.

"Girl, why are you here? Go, follow me."

An Ning was called away by the old erhu who stepped down from the stage. She glanced at Haitang who was saying goodbye at the front stage, and she couldn't leave for a while.

"coming."

An Ning followed the old man to the backyard, found a secluded place, and sat down to talk.

"I haven't introduced you yet, old man, my name is Hu Dahai, what about you?"

"Junior peace."

"An Ning, a good name, a good name, don't you want to be peaceful and safe in your life."

The old man muttered a few words with feeling, put the erhu in his hand on the table, and the expression of cherishing in his eyes was not fake.

"My old man, how much can I sell for?"

"You really want to sell? I can tell you like it."

The old man touched the erhu with one hand, and said openly: "In this life, there are many things you like."

"You have to exchange something you like a little for something you like more, don't you?"

"may be."

Hearing An Ning's uncertain answer, the old man was a bit cynical, but he said not annoyingly: "If you get everything you want, it's just a dream."

"But it's good that you don't know."

An Ning smiled slightly, pointed to the old man's erhu and said, "Your erhu should be very valuable, but I don't know how much it is."

The words of sincerity made the old man laugh out loud.

"You have a temper with me, girl. My erhu has been passed down for several generations. Even in the war-torn era, I haven't lost it. I still sing with this thing."

"I don't know the specific materials. I heard from my grandfather that our ancestors also sang operas. At that time, there were officials who liked our operas. They admired things and made this erhu."

"How about... a thousand?"

The old man tentatively opened his mouth, but An Ning hesitated whether to nod.

"Not for sale."

A firm voice came from the side of the two of them.

An Ning turned her head, and saw a man with indescribably good-looking steps, and his posture maintained a relaxed sense of dignity, as if an ancient nobleman or prince had stepped out of a painting.

He is the second most handsome man An Ning has ever met.

　There will be an update tomorrow afternoon^-^
　　
　
(End of this chapter)