The storytelling booths on Damen Stone Street will not open until the bell tower rings five times.

Who will come early in the morning to listen to the book, everyone has to eat just the right meal;

No one came to listen at noon, it was hot and sunny, and most of them were working;

It wasn't until the afternoon and evening that people got off work one after another, and they got paid for a hard day, and they would come to Damen Stone Street to have a good meal, and listen to the books by the way.

The storytelling industry has never relied on tipping to eat-relying on tipping has long starved to death, no matter what era, there are many more white prostitutes than one-click triple in a row.

Most of them are attached to the next restaurant, some of which will put the table outside, and some of the restaurants even let the storyteller tell the story in the store, the main purpose is to attract customers.

After all, at this time, people can't watch videos and play with mobile phones when they eat, but dry eating is really boring, and storytellers, as entertainment that everyone can enjoy together after dinner, will naturally gradually flourish.

As a storyteller, Luan Jiba's dream is to sit on the second floor of Jinbi Restaurant. The Jinbi Restaurant on Damen Stone Street has a total of four floors, the first floor is the hall, the third and fourth floors are private seats, and only the second floor is the lobby.

The storyteller hired by Jinbi Restaurant sat in the middle of the tea seat on the second floor, holding a fan in one hand and a teacup in the other.

Now Jinbi's middle seat is the old man Hu Luan, who is known as the 'three-in-one', and his three apprentices. Old man Hu is now two in his fifties, proficient in the skills of "Xinyi Gate", "Rouge Zhai" and "Yuyin School", and even brings forth the new, integrates the three skills, and summarizes a "Hu Liu" to start a sect, storytelling takes into account the three aspects of sound, plot and mind, and can be called the first storyteller in Xuanzhu County.

Mr. Hu is not in Jinbi all day long, he only says five days a week, four of which are in high-end restaurants in the inner city, and only one day will come to Jinbi, but often on that day, Jinbi will be full, and countless people are looking forward to it, just to listen to Mr. Hu's shock.

Old man Hu told the story for 36 years, the former county guard praised him for 'there is love in the book', and the current county guard Yun Qinghe waved his pen and gave him a picture of the word 'tongue blooming golden lotus', which established the status of the ancestor of the old man Hu's storyteller.

When it comes to storytelling, it can be regarded as a trip to life in vain, and in the eyes of storytellers such as Luan Jiba, Old Man Hu is their idol.

Luan Jiba was naturally not arrogant enough to take the position of Old Man Hu, but Old Man Hu only came to Jinbi for one day, and the rest of the time, the people who sat in Jinbi were the three apprentices of Old Man Hu. There are naturally a few geniuses like Old Man Hu, although his three apprentices are not bad, they can't inherit the three-rate skills of 'Hu Liu', and they can only be regarded as ordinary storytellers.

If it weren't for Old Man Hu, how could the three apprentices sit firmly in the middle seat?

But now that Old Man Hu is old, it is estimated that he will not be able to say a few years, Luan Jiba feels that he still has some hope for the three apprentices to compete for the Jinbi Middle School.

Now Luan Jiba's restaurant is a restaurant called 'Forklift Man', and it is said that the owner used to be in charge of transporting forklifts when building the outer city, and his skills were learned when he was cooking for the workers at that time.

Luan Jiba's place of residence is next to the 'forklift man', and when he passed by the door, the proprietress who was cleaning in the store glanced at him: "I don't cook much food at noon, I don't have your share, you can find a place to eat by yourself." Or you can give money. ”

Luan Jiba was a little embarrassed, and at this time the boss came out of the back kitchen and shouted: "What nonsense are you talking about, if you don't want to sweep the floor, go in and pick vegetables, go and go." ”

"Why are you yelling so loudly, you will only quarrel with me, what is the use of you except being louder, and I don't see you yelling louder and yelling at the guests." The proprietress was not false at all, the boss said a sentence she topped three sentences, threw down the broom and went into the back kitchen.

"Brother Chen......"

"Don't listen to that yellow-faced woman, come and eat later." The boss waved his hand and said, "If you Brother Chen eats in one bite, you can't miss it, she has been angry recently, don't take it to heart." ”

"No, no, no." Luan Jiba hurriedly said: "I'll just deal with it myself at noon, I'm going to be busy reading new books and getting ready, Brother Chen, you don't have to prepare my share." ”

"New books?"

"Yes, the sixth volume of the Legend of the God of Fire, I asked the boss to buy it back."

The boss happily patted Luan Jiba on the shoulder and said, "Well done, life will always have ups and downs, just get through it." I'll leave you a meal, and I'll send it to you later, how can I read and not eat enough? ”

Without waiting for Luan Jiba to refuse, the boss turned around and went back to the kitchen. Hearing that the boss and the proprietress in the back kitchen began to quarrel again, Luan Jiba smiled bitterly and went back to his cabin.

His home was small, full of books and manuscripts, messy and dirty, and the cleanest thing was a blue and white robe hanging on the wall - that was what he did on stage, and he couldn't be sloppy.

Luan Jiba's cooperation with the 'forklift man' is that the 'forklift man' packs his food, and if the turnover of the day exceeds a certain amount, they will split the account by six or four. But since the newcomer robbed Luan Jiba and many customers roared, the turnover of the 'forklifter' has continued to decline, not to mention sharing accounts with Luan Jiba, and even maintaining business is a bit reluctant.

He didn't blame the proprietress for being unkind to him - he was really eating white rice now. There is no full attendance award these days, as long as you can't attract guests, then it's useless for him to break his mouth.

He bet all his hopes on the sixth volume of the Legend of Vulcan!

Luan Jiba briefly flipped through the sixth volume and decided to talk about the first five chapters today, so he began to read deeply. They need to have a deep understanding of the characters, and the 'dialogue' is the winning method of the Yuyin School, so he has to try to speak a few paragraphs first, adjust his voice to be more suitable for the identity of the people in the book, and assign different voices to all the characters that appear, so that the audience can hear that they are different characters as soon as they hear it.

Time passed in a hurry, and after a while, the proprietress snapped open the door, put down a bowl of rice bowls and a bowl of soup and left. Luan Ji thanked him and quickly finished eating, and then continued to study.

At 4 o'clock in the afternoon, Luan Jiba finally understood the first five chapters of the sixth volume, and quickly tried to explain it, confident that he would surprise the old and young masters tonight.

After sitting all day, Luan Jiba was also tired, so he pushed open the door and went out for a walk.

As soon as he took two steps on the street, Luan Jiba suddenly heard two passers-by in a hurry say, "Hurry up and take a seat, otherwise the seats will be full." ”

"I didn't expect the Legend of the God of Fire to finally come out with a new volume, I can't wait for the flowers!"

"The Legend of Vulcan"!?

Luan Jiba's eyes flickered, although he also knew that "The Legend of Vulcan" was a must for storytellers now, but he didn't expect that someone would actually collide with him - even if it was to put him ahead of the progress by a day or two!

However, Luan Jiba is not in a hurry, after all, there are so many storytellers, and there are loyal listeners to 'Xinyimen', 'Rouge Zhai' and 'Yuyin School'. If someone from other genres says "The Legend of Vulcan", it will not affect Luan Jiba's business.

But Luan Jiba secretly felt uneasy, so he followed the two of them to see who was going to talk about "The Legend of Vulcan" today.

However, the more he walked, the stronger the uneasiness in Luan Jiba's heart became. When he saw the two of them walk into the 'Cold Noodle Girl' store, the uneasiness in his heart reached its peak!

He saw a notice hanging on the wall at the entrance of the cold noodle girl's shop:

"At 5 o'clock in the afternoon, Xia Che started the sixth volume of "The Legend of the God of Fire" on time, and Yuyin broadcast, ten chapters in a row!"

Summer Che, it's you again!

Luan Jiba didn't know how he walked home, he only had one thing in his mind - it's over!

Xia Che is the Yuyin companion who is younger than him, more liver than him, and even has a voice that is sassier than him!

He never imagined that Xia Che actually got "The Legend of Vulcan" today!

How to fight now? He said five chapters, and others said ten; He will speak of chapter 10 to-morrow, and he will finish a third of the way to-morrow; He was halfway through his speech when he finished the sixth volume.

It's all the Yuyin faction, Luan Jiba and Xia Che are not much different at all, except for a few hardcore listeners, everyone else must be chasing the latest progress of Xia Che!

Even if he were to study chapters 6 through 10 right now, his voice would not allow him to speak ten chapters in a row!

It's over, it's over......

Luan Jiba lay on the bed in despair, turned over, and suddenly saw the "Youth Daily" he had bought and kept all along.

Looking at the heroic and seductive cover of "Yanjing Policewoman", Luan Jiba couldn't help but fantasize that there would really be such a bewitching policewoman patrolling the streets of Yanjing.

With this kind of policewoman, Yan Jing's crime rate must be very high, who doesn't want to be arrested by her!

Thinking about it, Luan Jiba, a young man who had just suffered a setback, kept looking at the cover, and then ripped off his trouser belt......

Just when Luan Jiba wanted to be busy with needlework, the wind blew from the window, and the newspaper turned another page. He snorted, and was about to reach back to the cover page, but his eyes couldn't help but be drawn to the contents of the second page of the newspaper.

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At five o'clock in the afternoon, the bell tower rings five times in a row, and most of the workers have finished their busy work during the day, either going home for family meals or finding a random restaurant to forage for food to fill their stomachs.

Damen Stone Street is undoubtedly the first choice for low-income people: cheap, abundant, delicious (from a poor person's point of view), and there is plenty of entertainment nearby, where you can watch people play cards and listen to books.

And the news that Xia Che of the 'Cold Noodle Girl' shop wanted to say the sixth volume of the Legend of the Fire God had spread all over Damen Stone Street, and many off-duty workers heard the news and rushed to the cold noodle girl.

Reb is a big fan of "The Legend of Vulcan", he has listened to the first five volumes of the Legend of Vulcan many times, and he has memorized all the famous sayings and sentences in it. Hearing such good news, he almost didn't look at the other shops, and headed straight for the cold-faced girl.

As he passed by the Forkliftman, Reb glanced outside at the storytelling booth. He remembered that this storyteller also liked to talk about the Legend of Vulcan, but he was too slow to talk about a few chapters a day, which was not as good as the cold noodle girl who could say a dozen chapters a day, although Reb felt that the 'Forklift Man' was more delicious than the 'Cold Noodle Girl', but listening to the book was more important.

At this moment, Reb heard a deafening shout from the storytelling shed, and a shocking voice that pointed directly at people's hearts:

"If tomorrow were the end of the world, what would you want to do!?"

Reb and the nearby diners and passers-by were stunned, staring blankly at Luan Jiba in the storytelling shed.

After taking a sip of tea to moisten his throat, Luan Jiba said, "The first person to answer is named General Division, and she is a female swordsman who patrols the Yanjing Guard. To this question, she replied - "

Luan Jiba covered his face with a fan, and a delicate and strong girlish voice came out:

"For me, it's not a question, it's an answer."

"I hope that tomorrow will be the end of the world, and that all people will receive a just and fair final judgment - death."

"In this place of Yanjing, the 'doomsday' is not an ethereal existence, but a real reality - wealthy merchants, magnates, nobles, their existence is the end of the people at the bottom."

"When I joined the Yanjing Patrol Guard, I felt that there were too many bad people and too few good people in this world, so I wanted to kill all the evil and protect the good. Over the years, I have indeed killed a lot of evil and protected a lot of kindness; But more often than not, I had to stand by in the face of treachery, and in the face of goodness, I had to wield the butcher's knife."

"The captain told me that this is to protect the overall situation. The captain is a good person, I believe in the captain, and I also understand what the overall situation is - the political struggle in Yanjing is too complicated, and sometimes, even if this person has done all the bad things, he can't move, otherwise once it overturns, it will affect the overall situation of the whole country; Sometimes, even if this person is correct, he has to be imprisoned and beheaded, otherwise he will not be able to appease the other nobles who hold great power."

"Killing one less person and killing one more person can protect the quiet life of more ordinary people and save more people from war, which is indeed a good deal."

"Moreover, I'm just an ordinary patrol guard, a seriously ill and dying warrior, what else can I do but do what I am told?"

"So, if tomorrow is really the end of the world, then I will sincerely look forward to tomorrow."

"If I hadn't died of illness in my bed by then, I'd have picked up my Autumn Water Sword and seen if I could kill the magnates who were at large."

"After all, tomorrow is the end of the world, so it doesn't matter the big picture. And they're just a bunch of sinners."

At this time, the dining table outside the storytelling shed was already full of people.

The audience was shocked by this crazy remark, and in Luan Jiba's vivid imitation, they seemed to be able to see a weak and crazy female swordsman. She was loyal and righteous, loyal to the country, and protected the kind, but she was hit by reality, wearing heavy shackles, killing good people, and protecting traitorous ministers, but deep down in her heart, she hid the ultimate violence, just waiting for a cathartic reason.

If everyone were going to die tomorrow, she was not only not afraid, but even hoped that the sinners would be killed before everyone died!

How mad, how violent, and how ...... Justice!

'It turns out that Yanjing ...... It's similar to the Candle......' Reb couldn't help but sigh.

Syllable!

Luan Jiba was stunned and said: "The second respondent is named Nietzsche, he is a linguist, cultural critic, composer, and thinker, and his answer is like this——"

"People are in the stars, just got off the train. To answer this question, I would like to start by asking, when you close your eyes and fall asleep, do you feel that you are 'asleep' or 'dead'? Is the person who wakes up the next day 'you' or a 'new person' who has all your memories? ……」

This sentence was like a thunderbolt from the sky, and it exploded in the hearts of all the listeners!