"Cough cough cough, cough cough, cough..."

The day after he caught a cold, Jiang Qi almost coughed up his lungs while sitting in the office.

"You kid, it's already May, and it will be summer in a while, but you can still catch a cold just by kicking the quilt at night. Aren't you staying in a suite in a train-themed hotel? The hotel doesn't have air conditioning?

" Qiao Huifang accused while pouring the steaming ginger tea out of the thermal lunch box.

"Ahem... the air conditioner... might have broken down the night before yesterday." Jiang Qi said sorry to the train-dada-themed hotel in his heart.

"Ah, the air conditioner is broken." Qiao Huifang looked worried, "The guests won't complain, right?"

Jiang Qi:……

Is this the point?

"It seems like it only damaged my room."

"Oh, that's good." Qiao Huifang stirred the ginger tea, "Here, take a sip and it will be effective."

Jiang Qi, who was not ready yet, was caught off guard by his own mother who gave him a bowl of ginger tea and almost choked to death.

Jiang Qi finally discovered that since he and Jiang Bing were no longer left-behind children, the relationship between mother and son in their family has become increasingly indifferent.

Seeing that Jiang Qi had finished drinking the ginger tea, Qiao Huifang nodded with satisfaction and took out another lunch box from her bag. Inside was steaming wontons that were slightly overcooked, causing some of the skin and flesh to separate.

There are seaweed and shrimps in the wontons, which looks okay.

"Mom, you made me wontons." Jiang Qi's eyes were moist.

"I bought it at the door of the Vocational High School, and it costs 4 yuan a bowl. Nowadays, there are many people living near the Vocational High School, and they all come to the amusement park or to take postgraduate entrance examinations. Not many people make breakfast at home and eat it out. There are two new breakfast restaurants in the Vocational High School.

This restaurant’s wontons are the best.”

Jiang Qi took the lunch box and scooped up a wonton with the spoon. Before he could bring the wonton to his mouth, the skin snapped and the meat filling inside also fell back. Jiang Qi took a bite of the skin.

It tastes pretty good, quite fresh.

Jiang Qi sighed, and suddenly remembered that he had never been near a vocational high school since he quit working as a part-time agency. His impression of the vocational high school had always been when there were only three small fry shops before Bingbing B&B opened.

"Mom, are there many new stores opened near the Vocational High School?" Jiang Qi asked.

"I opened some." Qiao Huifang was not idle, and took out a glutinous rice bun and fried dough sticks from her bag to eat. "Two new breakfast shops have opened, a new fruit shop has opened, and a small supermarket selling groceries and daily necessities has opened.

I also opened a store.”

"Now there are stalls selling food in the morning and evening, such as pancakes and fruits, meat buns, grilled sausages, etc. It's much more lively than before. Bingbing also went to inquire about it, and found that those stalls all live in the town."

It seems that Jiang Bing's B&B and agency have indirectly boosted the economy near the vocational high school.

"Xiao Qi, when I came here I saw a new poster at the entrance of the amusement park. There will be a new show next Wednesday. I checked it online on my mobile phone. What kind of show is "The Legend of the Princess"? Why can't I find it online?"

Qiao Huifang asked.

"Wang Xinghua wrote the play specifically for Feng Ling, and she auditioned it before." Jiang Qi explained.

"Xiao Wang can also write plays." Qiao Huifang looked surprised, "I didn't expect Xiao Wang to be so versatile. In addition to eating hamburgers, he can also write plays."

"……Okay."

Jiang Qi said that eating hamburgers and writing third-rate play scripts are just two of Wang Xinghua's many talents. She can also eat 100 fried dough sticks in one breath without getting tired of it, and drink 200 bottles of carbonated drinks in one afternoon. There are so many talents on display.

If you don't come here, I'm afraid normal people won't dare to see it.

Jiang Qi looked at his phone and found that it was already half past nine, which meant that Wang Xinghua should have already learned advanced experience in selling peripherals in the toy store.

Jiang Qi hurriedly finished the wontons, put down his lunch box, put away the tissues, and was going to go to Wang Xinghua to check how she studied yesterday and whether she had learned any advanced experience in selling peripherals from the toy store.

"Mom, I'm going to the toy store. Just put the lunch box here and I'll come back later to wash it."

When Qiao Huifang leaves, Kua Kua will teleport over and take the lunch box to wash.

"Why are you leaving it alone? I have a mahjong game at noon and I won't stay in the amusement park for too long. I'll just take it to the bathroom and rinse it with water and take it back to wash." Qiao Huifang said that it was so troublesome.

"I'll bring you breakfast and ginger tea tomorrow."

"Mom, no need. Uncle Huang also made ginger tea for me yesterday. You don't need to make a special trip to deliver it." Jiang Qi advised.

"How about that?" Qiao Huifang smiled and started to put away the lunch box, "You have hated eating onions, ginger, and garlic since you were a child. If I didn't watch you drink ginger tea, you would definitely stop drinking it after just two sips."

Jiang Qi:……

"Go and do your work. It's settled. Mom will deliver it to you tomorrow."

"...Mom, can we discuss something? Tomorrow's ginger tea should be lighter. The ginger flavor is too strong and I can't stand it."

"Do you think it's possible?" Qiao Huifang looked at Jiang Qi with a smile, "You have a cold caused by catching a cold. Ginger tea is the most effective in repelling cold."

Jiang Qi ran away on the spot.

The theater was closed in the morning. When Jiang Qi arrived at the theater, several opera actors for the afternoon performance were practicing their moves on the stage. There were people singing in the backyard, and there were people applying light makeup in the dressing room, who seemed to be going there.

Guest NPC in Taiping Town.

When Jiang Qi first signed the contract with Boss Feng, the stipulation for theater opera actors was that they had to go to Taiping Town to play NPCs on a certain number of days each month to be counted as attendance.

But the rule is that the dead are alive. When this rule was originally set, the troupe had not been formed yet. Later, as the troupe got on track, Wang Xinghua and Feng Ling discovered that if the actors had to go to the theater after rehearsals and performances,

The work of playing NPC in Taiping Town is too intense.

Physical fatigue is very detrimental to performance, so the troupe later changed this rule, changing it to only actors who have no performances to perform in Taiping Town are required to appear in Taiping Town. For someone like Feng Ling who sings big plays every night, a month

Just two symbolic appearances will do.

I found that there were a lot of opera actors in the dressing room today applying the ordinary makeup of NPCs in Taiping Town. Jiang Qi counted, there were 7 people doing makeup in the dressing room alone, and there were not usually so many people.

Everyone was also dressed very exquisitely.

Jiang Qi came to Wang Xinghua's office with doubts.

Wang Xinghua is writing.

There was a large piece of white paper lying on her desk, and she was writing and drawing with a pencil and ruler. Jiang Qi walked in and saw that Wang Xinghua was drawing on a newspaper.

A very familiar activity. When Jiang Qi was in elementary school, he often participated in similar activities of drawing newspapers by himself. In groups, a group of children who could not draw racked their brains to draw newspapers. Jiang Qi had a sister who had been drawing since elementary school.

He is a popular group kid in the class. Whenever there is such an activity, classmates in the same group will go to Jiang Qi's house with snacks and drinks to ask Jiang Bing to help draw newspapers.

Sometimes if Jiang Bing is free, he will take orders from other groups.

Thinking about it this way, Jiang Bing has been taking painting orders since he was a child. No wonder he is so easy to take orders now.

However, the newspapers that Wang Xinghua painted were different from those when Jiang Bing received the order. She did not use colored pencils, just a black pencil. It was very simple and very formal.

Jiang Qi detoured in the direction of Wang Xinghua and read the four largest words on it: "Taiping Miscellaneous News?"

"Newspaper in Taiping Town? Do you want to run a newspaper in Taiping Town?" Jiang Qi looked down the title, and the first report had already been written.

"He Xiucai failed in three blind dates because he made this mistake... The gold medal matchmaker Wang Matchmaker will explain to you the three indispensable skills in blind dates!"

Jiang Qi:……

What the hell is this?

Jiang Qi carefully read the first report. It was very short and full of nonsense. The three techniques seemed useless, but it revealed that it was true that He Xiucai failed on three blind dates.

Not to mention, Wang Xinghua’s calligraphy is not bad. Although it is handwritten, it looks like printed fonts, and the size is similar. Although Wang Xinghua’s drawing is average, her calligraphy is still good.

"How is it?" Wang Xinghua asked with bright eyes when Jiang Qi finished reading.

Jiang Qi then read the next article about tofu cubes. The title of the second article was "Tofu Xishi's tofu disappeared, the Yamen rushed to find the murderer, and the murderer turned out to be——".

"I don't quite understand. There may be nothing wrong with the newspaper itself, but this is a newspaper promoting Taiping Town. What does it have to do with the theater?" Jiang Qi felt that Wang Xinghua was not the kind of person who would suddenly become kindhearted and advertise for Taiping Town.

"I haven't written about the theater part yet." Wang Xinghua pointed to the two largest sections that had been drawn, "I have already thought about these two manuscripts. The title of one is "The theater business is cold, the Jiang family class may be

"Disbanded", and another article titled "The theater urgently launches a new play to save its business. Can The Princess's Tale be a new hope for the theater's turnaround?"

Jiang Qi: "You know how to publicize."

"The rest of the sections report some gossip, such as the stolen bacon hanging from Butcher Li's house, Capt. Zhao's son, the county magistrate may pay a private visit incognito, Wang Yuan's wife's family will have a good harvest of early rice this year, and the tea stall proprietress met

Pig-killing trays and the like." Wang Xinghua continued to divide the sections excitedly, "I already asked Uncle Huang for these materials last night, he will take care of them!"

"I will publish four issues in a row first, one on Sunday tomorrow, one on Monday, one on Tuesday, and one on Wednesday. The Wednesday issue will be sold out just in time for the premiere of "The Legend of the Princess"."

"Two opera critics quarreled in the newspaper on Monday. One said Little Bailing sang well, and the other said Little Bailing was just like that."

"The war escalated on Tuesday. We also scolded Dong Yong, the eldest sister, the fifth sister, the Jade Emperor, the Queen Mother, and the actors in the afternoon tea. If the trolls want to gain the upper hand, they must have four articles each with a scolding."

"Wednesday's issue shifted the focus to "The Legend of the Princess". The trolls trolled "The Legend of the Princess" and tried their best to slander "The Legend of the Princess". They were very unfavorable. They praised it with a faint hint of worry, indicating that although they were optimistic about the novel,

Bai Ling, but I am not optimistic about the theme of "The Legend of the Princess" and feel that the theme is too bold and may be ignored."

"Thursday is a super twist. The premiere of "The Princess" will definitely be full. If the tickets are not sold out by 4 o'clock, please Jiang Qi, please spend some money to hire extras to fill the empty seats for me. Standing tickets are also required.

If it is full, it must create the illusion that it is full of guests."

"This way, Thursday's newspapers can brag about the success of the premiere of "The Princess", with rave reviews, bold and innovative plot, and slap the trolls in the face with its brilliant achievements!"

Wang Xinghua said that although the first issue of the newspaper has not been published yet, she has already arranged the next plot.

Jiang Qi tried hard to digest what Wang Xinghua just said: "As expected of you."

"Yeah, thanks to Manager Dong of the toy store for reminding me yesterday, otherwise I would have forgotten that tabloids can also be used to fight and promote. I am really confused. This method is obviously the most commonly used by my father, and I have written many articles.
To be continued...