After a day and a night, Wang Ningan fell asleep, and when he woke up again, it was already afternoon, and he hadn't eaten for more than a day, and his stomach was louder than a frog. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Wang Ningan grabbed Wang Ningze and washed him, as for Wang Luoxiang, he didn't have to worry about it at all, he washed it white and clean, followed his brother to the kitchen, and without Cui's stalk, they got a big bowl of gruel, five cakes - not the kind that was moldy before, light yellow color, revealing the aroma of grain, and a bowl of boiled vegetables. Wang Ningan grinned, it's not good, but it's barely okay.

returned to the house, sat and ate, Wang Ningze flattened his mouth, "It's cold, it's not delicious." ”

Wang Luoxiang glanced at his younger brother, "Brother don't care about him, he eats when he is hungry." Since Cui's big trouble, Wang Luoxiang has obviously become closer to his brother, speaking for his brother everywhere, and Wang Ningze has become a little angry.

Seeing his younger brother's aggrieved appearance, Wang Ning was amused, took a few cakes, lit a small stove for boiling water, the flame rose, and put the cakes on the fire and roasted for a while, the outside was browned, with a mushy smell, and the inside was steaming, loose and soft.

"It's delicious, it's delicious!"

The two little guys scrambled to give their thumbs up, and Wang Ningan smiled proudly, "What is this, if you have time, my brother will cook you north and south dishes, so that you can eat enough!" ”

In his previous life, in addition to code words, he ate Wang Ningan's few hobbies, which may be a little worse than that of a chef, but he also has a good job, picking up two or three things, and talking to the two little ones, they are all interested, begging Wang Ningan.

Just avenged and washed away the grievances, Wang Ningan was in a good mood, "Let's go, my brother will take you to catch loaches and come back to make soup." ”

Wang Ningan took his sister and younger brother to the river, chose a place with shallow water, and used river mud to face the direction of the flowing water to make a bay, and it won't be long before loaches will crash in.

Lying on the grass and waiting, the warm sun shining on your body, not to mention how comfortable. Sister Wang Luoxiang stared at the road not far away, and suddenly said: "Why hasn't my mother come back, she promised to tell Xiang'er a story!" ”

Six or seven-year-old children, how can they not want to be mothers, Wang Ningan saw that his sister was sad, and hurriedly diverted his attention and said: "Mother has no brother who can tell stories." ”

"Bragging!" Wang Luoxiang shook his head, "My brother can only touch fish, not tell stories!" ”

Wang Ningze grinned and nodded desperately, "Touch the fish, touch the fish." ”

"Wow, dare to underestimate your brother, this is slandering my professional level!"

Wang Ningan was filled with indignation, found a stone to sit on, and put two small things on the opposite side, so that you can see if I can talk about it......

"This story, when it was the Tang Dynasty, it was said that there was a farmer, his surname was Huang, he was not good-looking, and people called him 'Huang Toad', this old Huang, he has a skill, he can tell hexagrams, but he is not very smart...... Wang Ningan said slowly, he is the stand-up comedy king Liu Baorui said "Huang Banxian", but he put the time in the Tang Dynasty.

Wang Ningan danced with his hands, talking about Lao Huang's blind cat encountering a dead mouse again and again, and the two little guys were happy to pat the stone and laugh. Before I knew it, other children playing by the river also came over and listened carefully. talked about Lao Huang muttering in the house, "Urge, urge, I'm here, are you still alive?" Cui Ying, the big eunuch outside, was so frightened that he knelt down directly and confessed to Lao Huang that he was the one who stole the emperor's night pearl.

The bears and children were staring wide-eyed, and they swore they had never heard such an interesting story, and they were all fascinated. Wang Ningan didn't notice that a little old man also came over, shaking his head and relishing, showing a surprised look from time to time.

When Wang Ningan talked to the end...... Lao Huang gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, calling his nickname, "Yellow Toad!" You're dead in this box! When the emperor heard this, he said, "Huh?? He's right again!! ”

Immediately caused a burst of laughter, and tears came out of laughter. The little old man suddenly approached Wang Ning'an, "Little brother, I bought this joke." ”

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A piece of "Huang Banxian" not only made the bear children look at Wang Ning'an with admiration, but also attracted a little old man, who is not tall, with a big mouth, his eyes are dripping and spinning, revealing shrewdness, not like a farmer.

"This uncle, you want to buy the story?"

"Hmm!" The little old man smiled, "Don't hide it, I'm walking the streets and alleys to tell stories, just passing by, and I want to say two pieces of mixed food, but I didn't expect the little brother to be so old that he can tell stories like this, the old man is ashamed of himself, but he doesn't dare to get an axe in this class." ”

The little old man talked a lot and spoke very elegantly, Wang Ningan was also very polite, and said with a smile: "Thank you for the compliment...... How much can that joke just sell for? ”

"This ......" the little old man smiled, "Little brother, if this is yours, if you hear it from somewhere else, the old man won't give money!" ”

Wang Ningan didn't know that storytellers also have rules in the rivers and lakes, if they don't hear a joke, they can use it casually, and they can make trouble in the yamen without the permission of others. You must know that in all dynasties, the protection of copyright in the Great Song Dynasty is second to none, and it is no joke.

"Of course it's my own, if you don't believe me, who else knows?" Wang Ningan is full of certainty.

The little old man thought for a while, put his hand into the money bag, and took out a string of money for a long time, which happened to be money.

"How's that?"

Wang Ningan's eyes lit up, he thought that the little old man would take thirty or fifty coppers at most, but he didn't expect that there would be so many, but he was embarrassed.

"Uncle's surname?"

"My surname is Han." The little old man pointed to his mouth and said with a smile: "The nickname given to me by people is also 'Toad', the same as that Huang Banxian." Tell a story in the Sanjiang Teahouse in Cangzhou, if the little brother arrives in Cangzhou, welcome to listen to the book. I'm afraid that the old man doesn't speak as well as the little brother, and I'm afraid that he won't be able to get into the eyes of the law. ”

Wang Ningan frowned slightly, as the saying goes, it is difficult to move an inch without money, in addition to washing away his grievances, what he has been thinking about is how to make money.

He thought about making some inventions, getting soap, perfume or something, but the problem is that he is a giant of language, a dwarf of action, he doesn't know how to do it at all, and he has to pay for everything, his pocket is cleaner than his face, and he has a weak heart.

Han Toad's words reminded Wang Ningan that maybe selling stories is a good way to make money.

"Uncle Han, I want to ask, is there anyone who accepts the script, and how much is the price?"

"It's not easy to say, there are expensive ones, the old man heard that someone asked for a script for thirty or fifty times."

Seeing Wang Ning'an's question, Han Toad thought that he felt that the money was too little, so he hurriedly said: "Little brother, your story is good, but it is too short, it can only be a small paragraph at the beginning, and it costs a lot of stories to sell at a good price." I'm so old that I won't take advantage of children. ”

Wang Ningan suddenly laughed, "Uncle Han, I think that such a little joke will cost you the same money, it's too inappropriate, I'll give you another one." ”

"Oh? And also? ”

"Listen!"

Wang Ningan kept talking and told Han Toad again.

As a codewriter, Wang Ning'an has read a lot of ancient and modern novels and legends, from famous books to wild history, from storytelling to martial arts, and then to Xianxia fantasy. In the previous life, it was just the basic common sense of coders, but in the Great Song Dynasty, it became an endless treasure trove for making money.

Don't say anything else, listen to Han Toad's meaning, it's easy to get dozens of times!

Wang Ninghong used the family's horse for four times for money, dozens of times, which is not a small amount.

Of course, Wang Ningan knew that if he took a story and ran out to sell it for money, it would definitely not work. Just through the mouth of Han Toad, he beat his fame out, waited for him to be well-known, and then threw out the good goods.

If you want to be a hit, you can't be ambiguous. Wang Ning'an told Han Toad a story of "Agarwood Bed" - Xiang Zijing is a scholar who entered Beijing to take the exam, he was nostalgic for the Qinglou, failed in the imperial examination, met a singer, and fell in love.

After Xiang Zijing went home, he begged his father, brought valuable gifts, made a big bed out of agarwood, and returned to the capital to marry the singer.

How do you know that the other party has found a new love, Xiang Zijing was furious and questioned the object of love, and the singer actually took out a drawer, which was full of teeth......

Xiang Zijing repented, and on the street, he burned the agarwood bed, and the fragrance lingered for several days. Up and down the capital, everyone knows that the son is affectionate, the singer is unrighteous, all of them are secretly mocking, there are eyes without beads, and the singer is angry and hangs herself by hanging the beam.

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"What a blind and shameless! It's self-inflicted! Han Toad was indignant by what he said, he also told a story all his life, and Wang Ningan's two jokes completely compared him.

If you return to Cangzhou and say it in public, you will ensure that your fame will be much greater, and your natural income will be more abundant.

"Thank you, little brother, the old man is grateful."

"Hahaha, it's a little meaning, I have three hundred and six big jokes, and small jokes are like cow hair, if Uncle Han doesn't have fresh jokes, just come to Wang's house to find me!"

"Okay!"

Han Toad really wanted to buy a few more, but as soon as it was dusk, he had no money in his pocket, so he could only leave temporarily.

"Haha, we're rich!"

Wang Ningan shook a large string of copper coins, Wang Luoxiang and Wang Ningze, the two little guys, were stunned, and their eyes were full of little stars.

"Brother is amazing!"

Wang Ningan didn't expect that selling stories could actually make money, Wang Ningan suddenly felt that he had a huge treasure trove in his stomach, and he was suddenly arrogant.

"Two little gluttonous ghosts, let you see your brother's craftsmanship!"