Chapter 67: The Wandering Party Begins
Villad brought his wife over that afternoon and met with Hei, an ordinary woman who looked a little thin and was about 30 years old.
The cloudy eyes are filled with confusion about the future and uneasiness about this strange environment.
If it weren't for Villard staying by her side, I'm afraid she would have fled.
"You, hello. The woman stretched out her calloused hands, but quickly remembered that Xiao Hei's current state was not enough to complete the handshake, and took her hands back again.
"Don't be nervous, since you're Verard's wife, you're your own, what's your name?"
The woman and Villad looked at each other affectionately, and Villard grabbed the woman's hand tightly, which gave the woman a lot of encouragement: "Rose, my name is Rose Shelley." β
"Well, congratulations! Rose, you're now a member of the Forgotten Tavern, and you're in charge of the merchandise sales in Sanka's story with Verard, and I'm sure you'll be up to the job. "Little underworld.
Villard nodded heavily at Rose, and Rose said excitedly, "I will work hard, and I will definitely be able to do it!"
"If there's nothing else going on, you guys go out! "Little underworld.
"Then we'll go first. β
After the Villards left, Hei was about to ride Erha out for a walk, and Sanka came up again.
"Asking for a manuscript again?" the little black mouse's face was full of helplessness.
"No, no, I still have some manuscripts in my hand. Sanka hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Tomorrow there will be a tour party in the Eastern District." β
"So you're here to take a leave of absence? Okay, I've approved it. Saying this, the whole mouse was relaxed.
It's been in Karan for so long, and because of Sanka, it hasn't been able to go out properly.
Now there is a rare opportunity to go out and hang out, and Xiao Hei cherishes it very much.
"So, boss, will you bring everyone to listen to my story?" asked Sanka, a little uneasy.
Xiao Hei saw through Sanka's mind at a glance, he didn't know many people in Kalan, otherwise he wouldn't have almost starved to death.
As for the Youfang Society, at that time it was the annual provincial capital of Kalan City, and every outstanding troubadour had his own group of fans, relatives and friends.
On the iron fan side, Sanka has gathered a group through the estimation of "Star Change" during this time, but he has none of his relatives and friends.
"When the time comes, I will bring people over, and everyone has worked hard during this time, so I should give everyone a holiday. "Little underworld.
"Thank you, sir. β
Sanka was just about to leave when Jamie, the house mouse, came out of the hole in the corner of the wall again.
"Hei-sama, new news!"
Xiao Hei looked at Sanka with a bitter face, then at Jamie, and struggled for a while before he spoke: "Say, Sanka is ready to record the news." β
A boring, boring day passes.
Blackie finally waited for a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to go out and play.
I want to be much better than the dirty streets of the South Side, and the East End.
The streets of the East End are full of people at the moment.
Vendors selling snacks are lining the streets.
Some little-known troubadours stand at crossroads with harps in their arms, and recite aloud stories carefully prepared by their people.
Occasionally, a passerby or two would throw a special coin engraved with a troubadour engraved on the top hat on the ground.
"This contest will last for three days, and the number of coins will determine the final winner of the contest!" Sankar wore a black hat similar to that of other troubadours, in addition to a newly purchased harp.
As he walked, he introduced the rules of the Youfang Club to the crowd: " At present, the tour party will be divided into three competition venues, the outermost is the intersection we see now, this is the lowest speech venue, anyone can enter, followed by the east district central square, there are 9 speech positions, although it is not the most crowded place, but there are many rich people there, get a lot more coins than the crossroads, the best place is the tour side teahouse, there are a total of three, in a triangle distributed throughout the east district, the vast majority of them can enter during the tour party are the top businessmen or nobles with high titlesγ β
"There are no conditions for speaking at the crossroads, the central square requires the signatures of a minimum of 100 different audience members to enter, every time a troubadour with more signatures enters the central square, the one with the lowest number of signatures among the previous nine will leave the central square, and the Youfang teahouse requires the recommendation of at least one nobleman above the earl and considerable fame to enter it. β
"Before, I would have stood at the crossroads like those people and told my story, but now I have this. Sanka turned to face the crowd, took out two pieces of parchment with names written on them from his arms, and excitedly announced: "I have the signatures of 235 listeners, and I can also enter the central square to speak." β
Everyone came to the central square, and the central square at this moment is not an exaggeration to describe it as a sea of people.
There was a sensational crowd everywhere.
At the entrance of the central square, a man sitting behind a table glanced at Sanka and the others: "Tickets, 1 silver coin each." β
Sanka got a lot of rewards for telling the story of "Star Change" during this time, and hurriedly paid the money and received a few bronze medals with the admission ticket of the central square.
Sanka distributed the admission tickets to everyone, then took out the two pieces of parchment in his arms again and placed them in front of the old man: "I am a troubadour, and I have asked to speak in the central square. β
The old man glanced at Sanka in surprise, then closed his eyes and covered the two parchments with one hand, and the names began to float out of the parchment into the air.
With both hands clasped, the old man opened his eyes suddenly, and the names that floated up fell back on the parchment: "That's right, there are 235 people in total, and their minds are entangled with the people in front of them, and the time is less than a year, not a fraud." β
The old man took out another piece of parchment marked Field 9 from under the table, took it out, summoned a law enforcer, handed the parchment marked Field 9 to the other party, and then pointed at Sanka and said, "Send him in, invite this person out." β
Xiao Hei stood on Li Feng's shoulder and glanced at the parchment that the old man took out, although it was only one, but the name on it was much smaller than the parchment name given by Sanka, about 170-180.
And the old man didn't take out the parchment of other venues, which is already very revealing.
This means that Sanka has only been admitted to the lowest level of admission and is in danger of being evicted at any time.
Sanka was also aware of the problem, and his complexion was not very good-looking.
"Come with me! I look forward to you bringing you a wonderful story. "This enforcer has never seen him, and he probably isn't in charge of the Southern District.