And this Jiang Shengling has taken fans all over the world, several ranks higher than her!

It is still different to make a living by speaking professionally, although He Jiusheng started as a salesman in modern times, but in terms of brainwashing, it is still stronger for those who have received formal education.

However, when sales reach a certain level, it is necessary to be like the Japanese cowherd, know astronomy and geography, and understand a certain psychology, figure out the thoughts of customers, and firmly grasp the thoughts of customers in the palm of their hands.

And the profession of a storyteller like Jiang Shengling, who has been crawling in the rivers and lakes for so many years, has come into contact with many people, and has clear ears and eyes, and the rapid speed of collecting gossip in Beijing is comparable to clairvoyance and ears, where is this storyteller, this is clearly a living ancient version of Zhuo Wei!

So many people in the capital love to listen to his plays, he is simply a live Taobao store, a live Douyin account, and a live circle of friends to post buttons.

He Jiusheng felt that there was white silver flying in front of him, resisted the urge to jump directly from the pavilion, and ran to the staircase.

"This, pan-fried Luosu, spicy duck head, stone pot tofu, braised duck in sauce, three fresh boy chicken, this, braised clams, fragrant elbow wontons, and this, by the way, braised pork trotters are also on a plate, my sister seems to love to eat them."

"Okay."

As soon as Lin Erzhen's eyes moved away from the menu, he saw a white shadow flashing from the side of the building, and the speed was comparable to that of a flying man.

"Eat, eat, eat! Hey, hey, hey......"

"Master, if people know that you are so virtuous in private, how would they be surprised!" Ji Duan, who was cleaning up the board, looked at Jiang Shengling behind him as a foodie who had completely unloaded the burden of idols, and shrugged his brows speechlessly.

"People are iron and rice are steel, and if you don't eat a meal, you will be hungry and panic! It's been all morning, it's time to eat, it's time to eat, what to eat at noon today, do you know what? ”

"I just saw the back kitchen killing fish."

"Fish...... The fish is so fishy...... As a teacher, I don't like to eat fish. Jiang Shengling squinted at the private room on the second floor, "Hey, it's good to be able to order, these people eat so deliciously." ”

"Master, let's just have a working meal......

"Mr. Jiang, please stay!"

He Jiusheng didn't even take a breath from the next two floors, and forcibly intercepted Jiang Shengling, who was going to the back kitchen, at the entrance of the building.

She saw that this man was about thirty years old, wearing a clean gray coat, stepping on a pair of standard mille-feuille shoes, walking a lot of roads so that the upper of the shoes were all washed folds, a boxy face with plenty of collagen, big ears and small eyes, squinting at people, and an expression that seemed to disdain everything.

There was an inconspicuous boy next to him who followed with a book basket, and when he saw that Mr. Jiang was stopped, he vigilantly blocked in front of him, "This son, what are you going to do?" ”

It was as if she was about to rush up and tear Mr. Jiang's hand apart, after all, He Jiusheng's eyes were shining now.

"Mr. Jiang, you are my idol, I especially want to have a good chat with you in private."

"You won't be from the government, will you?" Qi Duan's eyes looked at her, and a pair of small eyes revealed a fine light.

"I'm not from the government, I really worship Mr. Jiang."

What happened to the people in the government? Are they afraid of the people in the government?

"Worship my master, just come to listen to the book usually, you don't have to talk in private, the master has finished finishing the book, and the son will come early tomorrow."

He Jiusheng looked at the child, although he was half a head shorter than himself, but the small ghost was vividly reflected in the body, and his tough attitude probably scared off many people for Mr. Jiang.

Hey, it seems that modern and ancient times are the same, and the characters in the entertainment industry are all blocked by bodyguards......

Although this bodyguard is really young, she really feels gagged when she asks her to bully a child.

She glanced at Jiang Shengling, who was facing her behind the child, and saw that he didn't react much, his eyes seemed to be thinking about something in mid-air, so she had to arch her hand and say, "Since it has ended, He will not bother Mr. Jiang, originally wanted to invite Mr. Jiang to have a meal and chat......"

"Please eat? What to eat? What's in it? ”

He Jiusheng was thinking about the wording with his eyes, and his words were interrupted by three consecutive questions from the person behind the scholar.

Her whole body was numb in place, and she subconsciously looked up, only to see that Jiang Shengling had already pushed her apprentice aside, leaning towards her, and asked again, "What's the dish?" ”

The look in his eyes was like that of a prisoner who had been hungry for three days, and coincidentally, He Jiusheng saw that his Adam's apple moved slightly......

He swallowed!

Could it be that this Mr. Jiang is a foodie......

Looking at his physique and face full of collagen, he should love meat!

So she tentatively reported the names of a few dishes she had just heard upstairs.

"Spicy duck head?"

While reporting, I watched Jiang Shengling's reaction.

"Braised sauce duck?"

"Three fresh boy chickens?"

"Fragrant elbow ravioli?"

"Braised pig's trotters?"

“......”

Seeing Jiang Shengling's mouth opening more and more, he almost smiled when he heard the name of the last dish, like Maitreya Buddha, he couldn't see where his eyes were.

He Jiusheng made a call for himself with satisfaction in his heart, and finalized Mr. Jiang's Achilles' heel - eat!

"What a coincidence, Mr. Jiang, I also love to eat braised pork trotters!"

He Jiusheng hurried to curry favor, but when Jiang Shengling heard this, he closed the corners of his mouth a little defensively, waved his hand and said, "It's okay, it's okay!" I don't love it much! ”

His heart was cold. Master, your expression just now has said too many things, don't you have any idea in your heart?

He Jiusheng also smiled, "Then I wonder if Mr. Jiang can enjoy his face and go up to the second floor to talk about it?" ”

"It's time to eat."

Although he wanted to contain his thoughts, he still missed five or six points, Jiang Shengling touched his stomach and went up to the second floor with He Jiusheng.

The end of the heart plug couldn't, and he followed behind dejectedly.

This master was easily abducted by food, and the idol shelf he had just erected for him was gone!

It's all gone!

A group of five people ordered a table of dishes, Jiang Shengling pulled the sauce pig's trotters into his bowl, and the chopsticks slipped off the skin several times.

"Mr. Jiang, these chopsticks are made of stone, they are too slippery to make, and I like to eat pig's trotters with my hands."

"Heroes see the same thing!" Jiang Shengling lost his chopsticks and started directly.

"Mr. Jiang, this tofu is delicious, right? The sauce from the meat pieces is boiled into the tofu. ”

"Mr. Jiang, come, take a sip of wine, this wine is plum wine, not intoxicating."

"Mr. Jiang has a lot of alcohol!"

"Mr. Jiang, good food! Will eat! ”

“……”

Yao Yuanshuang and Lin Erzhen looked at her blankly since she invited Jiang Shengling to the table, and her eyes were locked on Jiang Shengling, her eyes and blurted out tone were full of flattery, and goosebumps rose on the two of them.

What's wrong? Why did the princess go to a storyteller?

Why did all the pig's trotters I ordered for the princess's sister go into the mouth of this storyteller?

But the two used their personal experience to tell themselves that the princess is strict in doing things and it makes sense, if you oppose her point of view, then she will wash your three views so that your parents don't know them.