The day before the day of the hope is the day when the talents of Anqiu County gather.

In the past, the county learned that there was a holiday on this day, and the students went home to visit their relatives and worship their ancestors.

When this rule was formed, it has long been impossible to test, even now that the county school is in decline, and most of the students study at home, or go to the academy, this example has not been broken, and on the 14th of each month, there are still talents in the county gathered in one place to comment on current affairs, recite poems, and of course, brag.

The talents were poor, and after the decline of the Song family restaurant, the place where they met gradually moved here.

At the right time, the lobby of Song's restaurant was full, and there were many talents, not to mention, and people who loved to listen to things and talk about things also came to have a ride.

As soon as the conversation box opened, the room was full of foam and rush.

Just then, a bloated, stocky, black-faced, bearded man came forward with a crutch. The shiny crutches and maroon robes were very old, and he had a bag in his hand and went straight to the lobby.

Song's restaurant was full of people, and no one paid attention to him, and no one paid attention to a tall and thin half-grown man behind this person.

The half-eldest man smiled and grinned, and from behind the person to the front, he grabbed the little brother who ran to the Song restaurant, that is, Song Liangxing, the son of the Song shopkeeper, and said: "Xingzi, there is a storyteller today, I want to come to you to tell the story, you can arrange a case!" Money is good to say! ”

It is common for storytellers to come to the restaurant to tell stories, and they still have to pay some money, but Song Liangxing was surprised, "Brother Wanquan, tell stories today!" You know, today is the fourteenth, and the people who came are all Xiucai uncles, they have high vision, how many storytellers have been blown away? Allegro can't be slowed down for half a beat! Let that man come back another day! ”

Duan Wanquan hurriedly pulled him, "I also told that person, people said it, not Allegro." ”

"Huh?" Song Liangxing was even more strange, "What do you say if you don't say Allegro?" ”

Duan Wanquan said that he didn't care, "Xingzi, you just have to move the case, and that person will naturally give the money, as for whether it is good or not, we can't stand it." ”

"Yes."

Song Liangxing has no reason not to collect money, their Song restaurant has fallen so far, and selling a bowl of tea is counted as an item, not to mention that someone is coming to the book.

He glanced at the storyteller attentively, and asked Duan Wanquan, "Isn't that a local?" Where did it come from? What's it called? ”

"I don't know where it came from, but when I found the door of my house, I said that I wanted to find a good place to tell the story, and I immediately thought of your house, didn't I bring it! I knew his surname was Gao, I really don't know what his name is......"

Duan Wanquan and Song Liangxing were talking, and the two moved the storytelling case to the hall, spread red silk on it, put a waking wood, and saw that it was complete, brightened their voices, and said to the storyteller who was still standing in the middle of the hall: "Mr. Gao, please!" ”

His voice attracted the attention of many people, and many people turned their heads to see that it was a storyteller, and they all smiled mockingly.

Which of the showmen here is not more than a storyteller, who has more goods in his stomach, who listens to them talk about those clichés?

There are always people who come here and touch the south wall without passing by.

What do the showmen think in their hearts, the storyteller surnamed Gao didn't care, he swayed his bloated body, swayed to the front of the case, lowered his head to familiarize himself with the furnishings, and then took the moisturizing tea handed over by Duan Wanquan, drank it, and slapped it down.

"Storytelling, singing, drama and persuasion, the three avenues go to the center, good and evil will be rewarded in the end, and the right way in the world is the vicissitudes of life!"

These four sentences are crisp and loud, completely different from the shape of the storyteller, if the first three sentences are not mediocre, as soon as the last sentence lands, it turns its head with a swish.

The storyteller smiled and rubbed his long rest, "All the fathers and villagers of Anqiu County, the surname is high, and the name is short. ”

This name can make the talent below laugh.

Sitting in the center of the hall, there is an old Xiucai with gray sideburns, who speaks this foreign language, but is highly sought after by local readers.

That's because this person has a special identity, he is the enlightenment of Mr. Li Zhixian, and because he has no children under his knees, he was taken over by Li Zhixian to be a famous criminal master. This person's name is Miao Pin, and he is happy on weekdays, and he mingles with all the talents in Anqiu County.

When he heard the name of Gao Xiaosheng, he was overjoyed, and said: "If my surname is Zhang and I love cleanliness, wouldn't I call Zhang (dirty) a clean person?" ”

Everyone laughed, and the tall and short students added two more smiles to their faces, "Sir, don't joke, the tall and short students are here today, there is a strange thing to nag about!" ”

"You nag!"

Miao Pin didn't mind that he didn't even play an allegro, he just wanted to hear how much goods this tall and short student had in his stomach.

The tall and short students did not procrastinate, and said directly: "This matter is a long story, everyone listen to me, the first time: the righteous businessman Cui family is kind to food, and the neighbor Zhao family is secretly jealous and guilty!" ”

This first chapter is a little interesting, how do righteous businessmen exchange kindness for food, and how do the ruffian Zhao family secretly fabricate crimes?

The talents couldn't help but be curious, Miao Pin sat up straight, and the people who spoke in twos and threes also quieted down, listening carefully to the tall and short student's storytelling.

The tall and short students lived up to expectations, starting with Cui Qiye, who was a bodhisattva......

“...... If you want to say that this Cui Qiye is a righteous businessman? Not only can you exchange salt for grain, but also exchange it for one percent lower than the market price, and exchange it with the people! The market price is ten yuan, only nine yuan, this low one, people asked Cui Qiye what he thought, Cui Qiye only said four words - let the people benefit! ”

When the tall and short students said this, they paused for a moment, and below, thunderous applause had already sounded.

Originally, the talents who were waiting to see the jokes of the tall and short students, and were ready to knock the tall and short students off the stage, are now talking about the good deeds of the rebel businessman Cui Qiye!

"This Cui Qiye is really benefiting the people, thinking that those profit-seeking businessmen can't get out of the eyes of money, how can there be such a thing for the sake of the people?!"

"Isn't it? Listening to this posture, Cui Qiye still doesn't know how much food to prepare! These grains are not used to make money, and they are donated to officials! Thirty stones is a nine-grade loose official, and fifty stones is seven grades! ”

Some people say this, of course, there are also people who are inconsistent in their words, and they sighed twice, "In fact, nine coins is a lot, and the normal price of rice is only two coins, so why not trade for two coins?" ”

As soon as this question came out, it was immediately opposed by everyone, especially Miao Pin.

"It's because you think so much that businessmen don't dare to do something good if they want to! People come from the south of the Yangtze River, don't they want the cost of waterway cars and horses? You have to make no money and post money upside down, it's called a righteous act?! ”

Miao Pin took the lead in saying this, and several people immediately responded and applauded.

The tall and short students took the tea handed by Duan Wanquan to moisten their throats, listened to Mr. Miao's words, looked up at him several times, and listened to Duan Wanquan's words: "Mr. Miao is well-informed, where can ordinary people say this!" It's not easy to farm, it's not easy to study, but it's easy to do business? ”

The tall and short student followed him and said "um".

When he didn't tell a story, his voice was loud, and he didn't seem to be a little manly, just a little girl.