"Ladies and gentlemen, next! The old man will tell you a story about Yue Feiyue's fight against the Jin people and the defense of the country..."

"Good..."

When Feng Le and the others were passing through the aisle on the first floor with Xiao Er, the storyteller on the podium on the first floor was ready to tell a new story at this moment, which won the cheers and cries of the surrounding diners.

Storytelling has been around since ancient times.

Xuzhou, as a famous ancient city throughout the ages, will naturally not lack storytellers. However, anyone who has come to Piaoxianglou to listen to books will always feel that the storytellers outside are much worse than those here in Piaoxianglou.

As for why this happened, they couldn't figure it out, but they intuitively felt that the stories they heard in Piaoxianglou were very different from those they listened to in other places.

Most of the people who come to Piaoxianglou to listen to books can always hear a passion, which makes people think deeply and move. Especially the younger generation of listeners, after listening to the stories told by those storytellers, there will be a feeling of blood boiling. And that's something they've never encountered out there.

It is reported that once, when the storyteller of Piaoxianglou told a story called Wuhu Chaohua, he made many old men cry. For this reason, Piaoxianglou also caused a lot of trouble (1), and I heard that it took a lot of money to settle the matter.

"Today's storytelling is just as exciting! Just listening to Piaoxianglou's storytelling, you don't feel a loss when you eat this meal. Listening to the applause in the hall, Jiang Wei couldn't help but say.

"This master is right, our owner said that our Piaoxiang Building is to serve everyone. As long as the lords who come here are eating, drinking, and having fun, it doesn't matter how much money you make. The welcoming guest Xiao Er said with a smile on his face, and he seemed to have a sense of pride.

"Little second brother, you can say good things for your host, but you got a lot of rewards?" Wang Li on the side couldn't help but say.

"What is the reward or not, the guest officer laughed. But the small proprietor is really good. Not a small braggart, in my opinion! In the entire Xuzhou City, I'm afraid there are few people who can compare with our host. The welcoming Xiao Er replied with a smile.

"Yo he, shopkeeper, people praise you a few words, and you still gasp. See what you can endure. In that case, we have to congratulate you on finding a good owner. Feng Le said conceitedly.

Indeed, in Feng Le's eyes, no matter how good this shopkeeper is, he is just an ordinary person, how can he compare with those of them who eat official meals?

Ye said and laughed. Three masters, there is a vacancy here, how many of you can sit here, right? As he spoke, Xiao Er, who welcomed the guests, took them to an empty table in the hall on the second floor and said.

At this time, Feng Le looked at his surroundings. At this moment, the seats in the entire private seat hall on the second floor were almost full.

"At this time, business is still so good, and the owner of this store does have some skills." Feng Le thought to himself in his heart.

"That's it, that's it! Little two, a la carte! ”

"Okay, what do you want to eat?" The welcoming little two asked respectfully.

"Brother Wang, skinny monkey Jiang, what do you want to eat?" Feng Le politely asked Jiang Wei and Wang Li.

"Well, you're in charge." Jiang Wei replied.

"That's it, whatever you want..."Wang Li also echoed and said.

Now after all, it's Feng Le's treat, it's already very good to have free food and drink, where are Jiang Wei and Wang Li embarrassed to ask for this and that, don't they seem to be ignorant?

"Since the two brothers said so, then I'm not welcome." Feng Le replied in a good mood.

"Xiao Er, then bring us a pot chicken, a stewed duck, two catties of boiled mutton, a plate of Dongpo meat and a plate of fried vegetables..."

"Two brothers, do you want to see if you need anything more?" Feng Le asked Jiang Wei and Wang Li again.

"It's already abundant, and there's no need for it." Listening to the dishes ordered by Feng Le, Jiang Wei sighed from the bottom of his heart.

"Well, Jiang Wei is right, this dish is very good." Seeing Feng Lewang coming over, Wang Li also hurriedly replied.

"That's good. Little Er, let's do it first! Feng Le said.

"Okay! A pot chicken, a stewed duck, two catties of boiled mutton, a plate of Dongpo meat, and a plate of green vegetables..."While re-reporting the name of the dish, the shopkeeper took out a small notebook in his hand and was drawing something.

"Do you need anything?" After re-reporting the dishes ordered by Feng Le, the shopkeeper habitually asked one more question again.

"No need. Let's go up with two jars of wine first! Feng Le commanded.

"Well, sit down for a while, and the food will come up soon." After nodding slightly at Feng Le and the others, the shopkeeper retreated.

"Come, Brother Feng, Jiang Wei, have a cup of tea first..."After the shopkeeper retreated, Wang Li got up and picked up the teapot on the table and poured tea for everyone and said.

"Thank you," Feng Le said after taking a sip of his teacup.

……

"Hey, brother, may I ask, did the Crimson Girl sing on stage tonight?" After sitting for a while, Feng Le saw that the singing stage was empty, so he couldn't help but ask the people at the table next to him.

After all, their table was already full of dishes, and they had been here for a long time.

"What brother, it's really vulgar, I'm Jia Xiu." The person who was asked by Feng Le looked annoyed, but it made the scholar at his table laugh.

"Oh, it turned out to be a showman, it's rude. I just wanted to ask about Crimson. Although Feng Le disdains these talents, he is not easy to show. After all, no one knows if they will be lifted in the future, so as to save trouble.

"What is the identity of the Crimson Girl? Judging by your appearance, you don't have to be delusional. Since ancient times, it has been said that a talented man deserves a beautiful woman, what talent can you have? The toad should stay in the mud pit, listen to the stories below, and come up to the front to fill the big head (1). This talented Jia Wen also looked at Feng Le, and said in a strange manner.

As soon as these words came out, the scholars at the table laughed again, and even the people next to them couldn't help but look at it.

"I can't write poetry, but how do you know I don't have talent? It's you, don't be a big head, it's just a fake show who eats white food after others. Feng Le, who was choked by Jia Wenyi and lost face, no longer paid attention to his status as a showman, and immediately went back with a quick tongue.

"Haha... Brother Jia, it seems that some people look down on you..."

"Brother Jia... We're all up to you..."

Seeing Jia Wenyi, who was scolded, the scholars at the same table with him gloated.

Note (1): Big head, that is, the meaning of filling big head. This is talking about those who are not capable of composing poems and songs, and those who are not rich but still have to go up to the second floor to pay for music.

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