Chapter 105 Small business in the theater

There is also food at the theater.

The children had only sung opera in the capital, and spent most of their time backstage. A small number of them also concentrated on singing when they were on stage. Although they paid little attention to what was happening off stage, they saw a lot.

One special thing about the theaters in Beijing is that the second floors of some large theaters are almost entirely occupied by restaurants.

When guests go to a restaurant to eat, if they want to listen to a play, they should say hello in advance. Restaurants and restaurants have long-term cooperation with theaters and will always reserve one or two private rooms for this purpose.

If you encounter a large number of customers, you can also say hello to other restaurants and restaurants, negotiate the price, and settle down.

This kind of elegant room is absolutely impossible for ordinary people to book if they don't want to go through a restaurant and book it themselves.

Some guests eat directly in the theater and listen to the play, or they eat in a restaurant and then go to the theater to listen to the play. In the latter case, the restaurant and restaurant will also send a pot of good tea for the guests to drink, which makes them feel better.

Tea was originally being sold in the theater.

This is not the case in Songjiang Prefecture. The theater here has no shortage of customers, and since the roles and ticket prices are different, the price of private rooms can naturally be set differently.

Although outsourcing the theater all year round can make a steady profit, it is not cost-effective. Therefore, the theater manager of Songjiang Prefecture is unwilling to do this kind of business. Theater fans who want to listen to the theater can just come to the theater to buy tickets.

But there is still something to eat in the theater in Songjiang Prefecture.

It is not provided by the theater, but like the tea seller, it is outsourced and charged according to the table in the theater. The person who does this business pays the theater a certain amount of money for each table. As for how much he sells, the theater does not take a separate commission.

The types of food are similar to those in theaters in Beijing.

There are three main types: mixed food, cheese (dairy products) and fruits.

Mixtures are candies, sugar and fruits.

The difference is that there are more fruits in the theater in Beijing, including peanuts, melon seeds, sugar snap peas, hazelnuts, candied fruits, etc., while there are more sugars in the theater in Songjiang Prefecture, including traditional Chinese caramel, dragon beard candy, and nougat.

Candies, and foreign candies.

In addition, Xibao and the other children each had a sweet donut in their hands.

Lin Buxifan almost fainted from hunger. He bit down most of it in one bite and swallowed it wholeheartedly. He smacked his mouth and said, "I didn't taste anything special. It's similar to the sugar triangles made by my mother. It's not as good as my mother's."

Gotta be soft."

Wang Xiaoqing stared at him with big eyes, then looked at the sweet bagel in his hand that he was still reluctant to eat, and said in disbelief: "Isn't it right? You can buy a candy triangle for a penny?"

This price really shocked Xibao and the others. After all, one penny in the capital can buy three meat buns.

Xibao lowered his head and looked at the sweet bagel in his hand. It was just a baked bun that was a little hard, filled with hand oil, and sprinkled with some powdered sugar. Lin Buxifan even said that it was a sugar triangle, which was a bit flattering.

If it is used, it can be sold at a price three times higher than that of local steamed buns?

She now feels that every inch of land is precious. Every bite of the bagel she takes is like swallowing silver.

Xibao looked at Mei Zilan and Tan Xiaofu beside him. They didn't make as much fuss as Lin Buxifan and Wang Xiaoqing. They both finished the sweet rolls very gracefully.

Tan Xiaofu also put on a very understanding attitude and explained to everyone: "Once after a play, some theater fans treated us to a meal. This is a very common food for foreigners. If we can eat it with coffee, it will taste much better.

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"Coffee? What is that?"

Tan Xiaofu became interested and explained to Lin Buxifan: "It is a drink commonly consumed by foreigners. Coffee is to foreigners what tea is to us."

Lin Buxifan's eyes lit up and he immediately looked around. Sure enough, someone was selling it, but Xibao pulled him back to his seat and whispered to him: "That's it. Uncle Tian has already spent a lot of money to entertain us with bagels, and the coffee is still

I don’t know how much it costs, but if you look around like this, will he buy it or not?”

Xibao said, and quickly looked towards Tian Wuji, and was relieved when he saw that he was concentrating on talking to Song Youzhen and others and did not notice him.

When she was a child, she followed Jiang Yifu around to listen to operas, and she knew the rules among theater fans very well.

Why can a mixed bag seller make money in a theater?

It's because if he comes to you and yells at you, the person who invited you to watch the show must pay for it, otherwise he will be suspected of being a wanderer, so basically every table must buy it.

Tian Wuji had just bought theater tickets and bagels, which already cost a lot. She could see his embarrassment and couldn't bear for him to continue spending money.

Lin Buxifan felt a little embarrassed when she said this, and whispered in a low voice: "I didn't say that Uncle Tian must pay for it, why don't I just spend my own money to buy a drink and try it?"

As he spoke, he couldn't help but grab something around him and wipe his hands. After grabbing for a long time and finding nothing, he started looking around again.

"It's really weird! I can't drink the coffee I paid for, but why are there no free hand towels? There's no place to wipe the oil on my hands, so why don't I wipe my hands with my clothes?"

In the theaters in the capital, there were patrons from restaurants. After a meal, the guests would inevitably smell of alcohol and oil, and they would have to wipe their faces with a warm towel to feel comfortable. Therefore, the hand towel industry was born.

Speaking of which, this business was introduced to the capital from Tianjin Wei. Usually there is a person who specializes in hand towels downstairs. After he has washed the hand towels, he listens to the guests upstairs shouting that their people are also upstairs. Someone wants hand towels.

The people upstairs will go over and wait, and when the people downstairs throw the towels up, they will give them to the guests one by one.

People who throw hand towels are usually very accurate. Whether they are throwing them to the second or third floor, they rarely miss. Some of the guests especially like to watch them throw hand towels. Whenever someone shouts, they are not watching the show.

, also look back once or twice.

When this group of people does this business, the first round is usually free, and they only charge for the second use.

Therefore, Lin Buxifan felt that asking for free hand towels at this time would not make Tian Wuji lose face.

It's just that the theaters in Songjiang Prefecture are different from the theaters in the capital. There is no such thing as a restaurant. Therefore, the business of making towels has also disappeared.

Mei Zilan had just finished a bagel slowly and took out a handkerchief to clean her hands and lips. When she saw Lin Buxifan was out of breath, she suddenly spoke.

"In my opinion, it's good that the theaters in Songjiang Prefecture don't have hand towels. How many people have used a hand towel? Even if someone washes it, it's hard to rest assured. Hygiene is a problem.

Secondly, these people are always trying to steal the limelight. Several times when I was singing on stage, I would see them playing below, and all the theatergoers would watch them. I was afraid that I might be thirsty and want a drink, and so would they.

Invisible.”

Of course what Mei Zilan said was an angry comment. Some people in the theater industry would get dry while singing and simply drink tea on the stage. However, the rules of Xilian Society are extremely strict and they are not allowed to do this.

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He just had a deep hatred for the bandanna gang.

When he said this, Tan Xiaofu, who was also upstaged by this group of people, nodded and did not object.

Lin Buxifan, on the other hand, held up a pair of sticky and oily hands and said, "Then tell me, what should I do with my hands? Why don't you lend me your handkerchief?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a man suddenly came next to him. He held a piece of red paper in his hand and asked with a smile: "Gentlemen, would you like to see the playbill?"
Chapter completed!