Chapter 19: Selling Stools

Fang Jiu has never been a greedy person, but he is also not a person who can do it casually.

Therefore, although he and Yang Ma did not reach a consensus on the matter of Yingyue, they won a lot of rights for themselves in other aspects.

"Okay, I promise you, Qiu Xiang will give it to you as a maid first, but you must not mess around!" Mother Yang said with red eyes and gritted her teeth.

"Don't worry, I'm not a beast!" Fang Jiu laughed, and then walked towards the hall like a king returning in triumph.

However......

As soon as he entered the hall, Fang Jiu was stunned.

It's all people, it's crowded!

"Oops, don't squeeze it!"

"Brother Qi, can't you fucking find a place to sit?"

", there's a place to sit, can I stand?"

"Hey, you stepped on my foot?"

“……”

The hall of more than 200 square meters is full of people at the moment, and even the corridor on the second floor is full of people, but this is not the end, because there are obviously many people who are blocked from the door and can't enter! The swearing could be heard across several walls.

Seeing this situation, Mother Yang's mouth opened as big as the mouth of a box, and she was stunned for a moment, and then she swallowed two or three mouthfuls of saliva, as if her throat was dry. She really didn't expect that she had been in the backyard for so long just now, but the number of people in the hall had more than doubled or tripled in such a short period of time!

Zhao Si next to him was even more completely dumbfounded at the moment, and he was defeated, originally he was still angry and aggrieved because Yang Ma had just compromised with Fang Jiu, but now he ......

He only felt as if there were tens of millions of pounds of boulders pressed on his chest, which made him breathless, because judging from the situation in front of him, he didn't have to think about it to know that he would definitely not have a good life in the future!

As for the two fat girls, they were completely stunned at the moment, they had been in Fengqi Tower for so many years, but they had never seen such a grand occasion!

However, as the protagonist of this grand occasion, Fang Jiu almost fainted when he saw that there were so many people in the hall. With so many people, he really doesn't know how to tell a story?

You must know that it is in the Tang Dynasty, an era without microphones and speakers, and if you want to tell stories to so many people with your throat, without a box of golden throat treasures, this is simply impossible!

"Look at ......"

"The man came out!"

"Huh? It turned out to be such an ordinary guy, I should have three heads and six arms! ”

"yes, I suddenly feel a little disappointed!"

“……”

There was a lot of discussion in the hall, Fang Jiu listened to it, but he didn't react, he only had one thing in his mind now, that is, how to tell the story, and let everyone hear it clearly.

However, after thinking about it, Fang Jiu couldn't think of any good way, unless someone gave him a loudspeaker, but this was obviously impossible!

"Do you have to shout at the top of your throat? But if I don't say that I can't last a few minutes, I'm afraid the story will be much less audible! Fang Jiu frowned and thought.

At this time, a somewhat angry shout suddenly came into Fang Jiu's ears: "Damn, whoever gives up a seat, I'll give fifty taels!" ”

"Huh?" The corners of Fang Jiu's eyebrows raised, and a notice suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Mother Yang......" Fang Jiu leaned into Mother Yang's ear and muttered quietly.

For a moment, Mother Yang looked at Fang Jiu blankly: "What do you want them for?" ”

"I'm useful, and I won't hurt you!" Fang Jiu said very sincerely.

"Okay, but you'll have to give it your all later!" Mother Yang hesitated slightly, then nodded. immediately took Zhao Si and the two fat girls and walked reflexively to the backyard.

Not long after, in the incomprehensible eyes of everyone, low stools were moved out of the backyard by Yang Ma and a few people and stacked on one side of the stage.

At this time, Fang Jiu also took a big step and walked to the center of the stage.

For a moment, no one paid attention to the purpose of the low stools that were moved out, everyone's eyes were focused on Fang Jiu, most people's eyes were full of expectation, but there were still a small number of people with doubts and disdain in their eyes.

Of course, this small number of people are new to this place and have not heard Fang Jiu's story, and now they are basically dragged here by friends.

Then......

"Wow!"

With the sound of a familiar string, the noise in the hall suddenly became much smaller, and Fang Jiu's voice also sounded in time: "Thank you for coming to my Fengqi Tower tonight, I took a look just now, it seems that the people who like stories, love literature, have taste, and understand life in the whole city of Hangzhou are basically here!" But there is only one kind of person missing......"

"Who?" Several sons in the front row said in unison.

"Of course it's a storyteller!" Fang Jiu smiled and said, "But as soon as I come, this will be alive!" ”

The audience suddenly burst into laughter, and many people praised: "It's a little interesting!" ”

"Okay, without further ado, let's get in...... The world of a low stool with ten taels! Yes! Look at my mouth, I accidentally came to another nonsense, but if there is a clear hearing among the guests in the back row, I have a low stool for sale here, a dozen taels of each! Fang Jiu smiled and made an advertisement, but everyone in the audience didn't take it seriously at all, after all, what kind of identity they were, even if they couldn't hear clearly, it was impossible for them to surrender their identities to sit on those low stools, and they were fucking ten taels, it was almost dark at home!

When Mother Yang on the side heard Fang Jiu say this, three black lines instantly appeared on her forehead, and her intestines were almost repentant.

Selling stools?

A handful of ten taels?

What the fuck if this gets out?

Fengqi Tower will definitely become the joke of the entire Hangzhou City!

But now it's obviously too late to move away, and the only thing Yang Ma can do is to stay away from those low stools.

Then......

Fang Jiu's voice sounded again, but his tone had obviously been adjusted, deep and a little ethereal: "Speaking of the Immortal Ascension Conference, it is the best opportunity for all young Immortal Cultivators to worship the Immortal Cultivation Sect once every ten years in the Yue Kingdom, but if you want to participate in the Immortal Ascension Conference, your Five Elements Basic Exercises must pass the seventh layer realm......"

Hearing Fang Jiu say this, many people who came here to listen to the story yesterday suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, because Fang Jiu started from the place at the end of yesterday at the moment, but for most newcomers, it was a mist of listening!

Ascension Conference?

Intangible Foundation Exercises?

The seventh realm?

What are these things?

Many of the newcomers were confused, but it was these strange and mysterious words that made them suddenly a little interested.

For a while, everyone listened to Fang Jiu's story quietly, and the more they listened, the more interesting it became, but the blue-clothed scholar next to Wang Fatzi simply scolded Fang Jiu's ancestors for eighteen generations in his heart at this moment.

"Damn it, can you die if you say slowly......" The blue-clothed scholar wrote like a fly, but even so, he still couldn't keep up with the speed of Shangjiu's storytelling.