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She sighed silently.

She was Fu min, when had she ever been in such a difficult situation?

Without money, there was indeed nothing to be gained.

She touched the purse in her hand. It was the one Sheng Xiao gave her just now. It was thin, and it seemed to contain banknotes and some silver.

Fu Shang took it out and was stunned.

In addition to the pieces of silver in the purse, there were two large silver notes.

What was the value of the denomination?

It was enough to buy a jewelry store.

Fu Shang rubbed his eyes to make sure he was not seeing things.

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She had a strange expression on her face.

Sheng Xiao … He didn’t give her all his belongings, did he?

Betrothal gift?

Fu Shang coughed lightly and shook the thoughts out of his mind.

She kept the pouch and only took the silver inside. She was going to buy some food and tell the owner of paramount why she hadn’t been there for so long.

*

They arrived at the backstage of paramount.

After explaining to the boss, the other party just waved his hand casually, indicating that he understood. Looking at the boss’s expression, he knew that he didn’t care if the original body was a little actress or not.

Fu min sighed.

This also showed how much the original body was not valued.

As usual, she sat in front of her dressing table and took out her costume and makeup tools.

She started to do her makeup.

Regardless of whether there was a show or not, she still had to be prepared.

This was the only job she had now, and she could only continue doing it to make a living.

Because she was poor.

They were so poor that they couldn’t afford to eat.

Fu Shang sighed again.

This time, halfway through the performance outside, the boss ran in in a hurry and glanced at the people backstage, as if a eunuch chief was choosing a woman for the Emperor.

Seeing Fu Shang, the boss’s eyes lit up and he pointed at him.

“Y-you, go on stage and sing.”

what are you waiting for? hurry up and come over. Today is old Madam Bo’s birthday. Come to our hundred music sect to listen to the opera. Wenliang, sing well. As long as old Madam Bo is satisfied, you will be rewarded.

Fu Shang was stunned.

Old Madam Bo?

Wasn’t this the mother of that scumbag Bo sijin?

So, Bo sijin was here too?

Realizing this, Fu min couldn’t help but frown.

She really didn’t want to follow the plot.

However, now that she was forced to make a living (that is, poverty), she had no choice but to bow her head and bend her back for five buckets of rice. She had to drive a duck on a rack to perform.

On the stage.

The actress in green flicked her sleeves, and a dark red and light green figure swayed gently. The actress had a graceful figure and her face was painted with gorgeous oil paint. Her appearance could not be seen clearly, but just by looking at her figure, one could tell that she was an unparalleled beauty.

Wen Liang had a good voice.

She was a woman from the South of the Yangtze River, and her voice had a graceful feeling in the Wu language.

There were some people sitting in the audience, led by a young warlord. The man was handsome in a military uniform with a long black cloak on his shoulders. A thin golden chain hung down from the belt of his military uniform, reflecting a metallic luster.

Fu min only needed one look to know that it was that scumbag Bo sijin.

There was an elderly lady sitting next to him. She was probably Bo sijin’s mother.

Of course, Fu min didn’t want to attract this man’s attention, so he just quietly acted like an emotionless opera machine.

She sang, she sang, and she continued to sing.

After he finished singing.

Fu min, who was supposed to get off the stage, was stopped.

“Stop there.”

His voice was cold. For the details, please refer to-the domineering man of the Republic of China in ancient times.