Chapter 27: The Storyteller

"This is exactly the Taoyuan Righteousness Thin Cloud Sky, and the Glaive Blue Dragon Blade is cold. Ride a thousand miles away, and the five levels will shake Kun Qian. If you want to know what will happen, and listen to the next breakdown! As soon as the storyteller patted the wood, the cheers in the teahouse were unconscious, and this book tells the story of Guan Gong's five passes and six generals.

Sitting at the table by the window, Ye Zhao also smiled and applauded gently, when he first came to this world, he naturally felt that entertainment was poor, especially when there was no computer available, which was extremely unaccustomed, but after a long time, he found that the entertainment of more than 100 years ago really had its unique charm, but it was not comparable to the fun brought by high technology.

This is a teahouse in Tianqiao, and the area around Tianqiao is also a place where the "inferior people" in the capital are active, and the magnates in the inner city disdain to come to this area, but Ye Zhao has liked to come to Tianqiao since he was a child to listen to books and watch juggling.

It's just that he changed into an inconspicuous green robe and horse coat, and the emerald green wrench in his hand has also been put away, Ye Zhao at this moment, shaking a folding fan, is no different from the civilians begging for a living in the overpass area.

Ming said that it was the wedding, Ye Zhao couldn't help but take out the photo from his arms again, it was a photo of him and Su Hongniang, but the imaging technology of this era is really not flattering, Su Hongniang is okay, gorgeous and incomparable, and himself, his face is numb and has no expression, he is a zombie alive, but I don't know if he will be scolded to death in the next life. If you want to talk about yourself, how can you be a little handsome, right?

Perhaps because he has been in this world for 20 years, the customs of this world have gradually affected him, such as marrying Rong'er, although Ye Zhao feels sorry for Su Hongniang every time he thinks about it, but once Rong'er is young, he will never have anything to do with her, nor will he have emotional entanglements; Another one has a peculiar identity, and the fact of getting married is not due to his surname; It is normal for a wife to take a concubine in this world, although Ye Zhao feels that he is a little shameless to think like this, but every time he thinks that he can embrace the left and right and enjoy the blessings of Qi people in this world, he can't help but feel excited.

But think about the scene of making out with other women in front of Su Hongniang? Ye Zhao's neck was a little cold, so forget it about hugging left and right, don't be cut off by that little girl.

"Master!" A handsome young man with a fair and clean face greeted him beside him, his robe was patched and patched, but it was also cleanly washed.

It was the storyteller Ma San who had just commented on the story on the stage, but no one knew his original name and surname.

"Sit!" Ye Zhao made a gesture, they will get married tomorrow, and I don't know if I can come to Tianqiao to listen to books in the future, otherwise I will bring Rong'er's little girl to play in the future?

"Man, serve a bowl of rotten meat noodles to Brother Ma, add ingredients!" Ye Zhao knocked on the table with a fan, and the running hall over there immediately shouted loudly: "A bowl of rotten meat noodles!" Feeding! "The so-called addition is naturally to add more fat and lean meat.

"Ma San thanks!" Ma San was grateful, and called a thousand more, this Ye Gongzi has always taken care of him, but unfortunately he can't help him with the things that Ye Gongzi explained.

Sure enough, Ye Zhao took a sip of the teacup and asked, "Does that work?" ”

Ma San immediately blushed, and suddenly felt that he had done this very unjustly, and now he was not qualified to eat the noodles invited by Ye Gongzi.

Ye Zhao knew the answer when he saw Ma San's expression, and said with a smile: "I guess it's difficult, so let's do it." After returning from Shanghai, Ye Zhao found Ma San, but he hoped that Ma San would use the form of a commentary to talk about the foreign situation, and even Ye Zhao himself wrote a commentary of tens of thousands of words, telling about the adventures of Qing men overseas, of course, it is inevitable to introduce the current level of science and technology in Western countries, although this kind of technology may be closer to magic in the eyes of the Chinese people.

Ma Sanyi said hesitantly: "Master's joke, I showed it to several experts, and they all said that the master is a god and a monster commenting on the story......" Speaking of this, I don't want to go on, I think those experts are useless to refute.

Ye Zhao smiled slightly, just at this time, the guy brought hot shredded meat noodles, Ye Zhao smiled and said, "Let's eat noodles first." ”

"Ma San didn't do the errand assigned by the master, and Ma San didn't dare to eat it."

Ye Zhao knocked his head with a fan, "If you are asked to eat, you will eat yours, not bad for this bowl of noodles!" Do you think I'm such a stingy person? ”

Ma San smiled, then grabbed the chopsticks and devoured them. The rotten meat noodles with ingredients cost fifteen dollars, where is he usually willing to eat?

Thinking about it now, Ye Zhao also felt that his thoughts were a little whimsical, but they were just a whim.

"But master, seriously, the joke you showed Ma San is true? Are foreigners really so ignorant of education? Men and women hugging and dancing together? Ma San pulled the noodles, but couldn't help but ask Ye Zhao, his mouth was full of disdain, but there was a clear hint of fascination on his face, for this young man who had never touched a woman's hand when he was so big, it was obvious that he was quite interested in the customs of foreigners.

Seeing that Ma San, a down-and-out talent, was just asking questions about the more "absurd" and "shameless" interpersonal interactions of foreigners, and he didn't pay attention to what he wanted to promote, Ye Zhao felt that his idea had failed.

"Eat your noodles!" Ye Zhao didn't bother to pay attention to him, and took care of himself and picked up the teacup to drink tea.

Ma San swept away the noodles in the bowl like a whirlwind, drank the soup base even more, wiped his mouth, and when he turned around and saw Ye Zhaofeng Qingyun tasting tea lightly, his heart moved, and then patted his chest and said: "Master, I have an idea, if you really want Ma San to say your joke, it's okay, but there is one, Ma San has to have something to eat!" ”

Ye Zhao smiled and said, "You know that there is no audience, so what do I want you to say about this paragraph?" You are pure! ”

Ma San smiled shyly and didn't dare to squeak.

"Well, let's have fun, let's have fun, try?" Ye Zhao smiled and looked at Ma San.

"Okay, just try it!" Ma San happily agreed, and then, as he thought, a silver ticket of ten taels arrived in front of him, Ma San's throat was dry, and he immediately grabbed the silver ticket tightly in his hand.

"This is a half-month set, well said, and there is also a reward." Hearing Ye Zhao's words, Ma San was naturally grateful again for his loyalty.

Ye Zhao shook the folding fan lightly and just smiled.

Ye Zhaozi will not use this place of folk criticism as a position to introduce the Western world, but he can make some noises, no matter what the public thinks, it is not a bad thing to spread the news of the West earlier.