Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Story Meeting

He Hailan and Jin Anhou had just left the Talent Pavilion, and the running hall that was serving them was called up to the third floor by the shopkeeper, "Who have you chosen?" ”

Ran Tang shook his head, "The boy who came with Jin Anhou didn't take a fancy to any of them." ”

The shopkeeper's brows furrowed, and he shouted in a deep voice, "Then you don't ask what's going on!" If you don't like that batch, you will send a list with better qualifications! ”

"The little one has already said it, but the boy seems to have made up his mind not to buy it, got up and left, and the little one has no room to interject at all." The running hall is a little aggrieved, and he is still very helpless when he encounters a dime of guests.

"Yu Shun, that's it." A deep voice came from inside the curtain.

The shopkeeper waved his hand at the running hall and said impatiently, "Go down." ”

After finishing speaking, he immediately put on a respectful face, lifted the curtain and walked in, bowed and said, "Lord Wang, so far, only two sons of the Shangshu family have bought people in our Talent Pavilion, and the others are some businessmen, who can't play a big role." ”

"Well, this king knows." The man got up and stood up, "If this path doesn't work, then take another way, anyway, this king has a lot of time." ”

After the shopkeeper complimented my lord's foresight, he bowed and withdrew.

After the shopkeeper withdrew, a figure flashed in from outside the curtain, and the man didn't look back, playing with the jade wrench in his hand, and asked in a deep voice, "What is the prince's movement today?" ”

"The prince is no different from usual today, learning political affairs with the emperor, and also helping the emperor watch some twists and turns."

"Hmm." The man nodded, "What about the eighth?" ”

"The eighth prince participated in the lotus banquet at the eldest princess's mansion today, because there were some episodes at the banquet, and he went back to King Yi's mansion directly."

……

He Hailan and Jin Anhou walked out of the Talent Pavilion, it was only halfway through, Jin Anhou didn't want to go back to stay in the house so early, so he put his eyes on He Hailan, a trace of cunning light flashed in his eyes, He Hailan suddenly felt a chill on her back, she looked back at Jin Anhou, "Grandfather?" ”

"Little girl, do you know how to play chess?" Jin Anhou asked with a smile.

He Hailan shook her head almost reflexively, "No!" ”

Joke, the original owner didn't learn it at all, how could it be! And... She felt that if she could, something would happen that she didn't really want to see.

Jin Anhou glanced at He Hailan with a little regret, and sighed, "Then I'll take you to listen to the book." ”

"Listen... Listening to books? The corners of He Hailan's eyes twitched, and he looked at his grandfather, "Listen to other people's stories?" ”

"This story is different, not to mention how exciting, maybe Lao Li will take his granddaughter again, let's go, let's take a look." Jin Anhou said that he didn't give He Hailan a chance to refuse at all, and walked into the crowd with his hands in his hands.

He Hailan looked at Jin Anhou, who had already walked into the crowd, and silently glanced back at Fudong, Fudong smiled at He Hailan and said respectfully, "Five... Childe, please. ”

He Hailan sighed and stepped forward to keep up with Jin Anhou.

How did she feel that her cheap grandfather was like a rebellious middle school student in his teens, and he couldn't stay at home for a moment? It's a little bit of time to hang out outside...

Soon, He Hailan followed Jin An to a place called the story meeting, He Hailan just arrived at the door when he heard a burst of cheers from inside, and then heard a heavy clapping sound, and then there was silence, only one person was telling the story in Lang Lang.

He Hailan followed Jin Anhou in, and immediately someone led them to the private room, He Hailan looked at the hall that was almost full of people, shook his head and sighed, I really didn't expect that there were so many people in this ancient pastime, and even the place like the story meeting was almost full.

Jin Anhou and He Hailan sat down in the private room, ordered snacks very familiarly, and then looked at He Hailan, "The beef crisp here is very good, with a cup of fruit tea, it is delicious, Xiao Lan'er, can you taste it?" ”

He Hailan nodded, "Yes." ”

Sure enough, the dynasties that opened up maritime trade are different, and there are fashionable things like fruit tea, and there are actually them here!

The following storyteller is very exciting, and the cheers are also very warm, but He Hailan is... Eating tasteless beef jerky, drinking sour fruit tea, and dozing off, Jin An waited to see He Hailan with a lack of interest, and knocked on the high table between the grandfather and grandson, "Think it's boring?" ”

He sounds pretty good!

He Hailan shrugged her shoulders and looked up at her grandfather, "Grandfather, those storytellers, how much do you say a day?" ”

"Look." Jin Anhou took a sip of tea and looked at the storyteller below, "Whichever scene has more people, the storyteller will get more money, of course, storytellers have to look up to the storyteller in the end, so for their own good business, most of their money is used to honor the person who writes the book." ”

He Hailan raised her eyebrows, "Oh? So why don't the people who write books tell the books themselves? ”

"You girl, it's too simple." Jin Anhou said with a smile, "Generally, people who write these stories are not necessarily short of money, and another point is that people who write stories don't necessarily like to show their heads, and those who can tell stories may not necessarily write stories, and those who can write stories may not be able to tell books well." ”

He Hailan nodded and looked at the platform below, "But grandfather, you haven't told me how much money they can make in a day!" ”

"When it's a lot, it's a hundred taels a day, and when it's less, it's a few taels a day, of course, this story will be the largest storytelling hall in Kyoto City, and the boss will definitely have to draw a lot of money."

He Hailan nodded, but she was thinking about a hundred taels a day, then ten days is a thousand taels, if she comes here to tell a story, it won't be long before she is the richest lady in the Marquis of Jin'an, so why don't you do it when you want?

The more I think about He Hailan, the more I feel that this is very reliable, her makeup skills, generally few people can see it, plus the practice of her vocal cords in the past can make her easily change her voice, so as long as she stands on that stage, then she will definitely be able to counterattack and become a rich person!

What's more, any of the famous books she reads in modern times can become a very popular story!

Different from the heated discussion between the grandfather and grandson here, a middle-aged man on the other side was about to fall asleep listening to the story in the audience, and the delicate-faced man behind him called in a low voice, "Master, we should go back." ”

The middle-aged man frowned, opened his eyes and glanced at the soft-spoken man, "The story of this story will become more and more boring, you go to the book shop next to it to see if there are any interesting scripts." ”

"Master, it's not too early, why don't you come out and choose a script for you tomorrow?" The man bowed and said softly.

"That's it." The middle-aged man stood up, glanced at the platform below, and said in a deep voice, "You go and tell the boss of this story club, their story sounds really boring, if you can't do it, don't do it as soon as possible, don't waste the time of the person listening to the story." ”

"Yes, the minion will go."