It's just that these people only said two words, and then shifted the topic to the flooding of the Yellow River.

"The imperial court rescue is not in a hurry, isn't there still Miss Lin? As long as Miss Lin is there, no matter how difficult it is, it won't matter. She must be on her way to the disaster area now. ”

"That's not necessarily, to be honest, since the mysterious disappearance in Qingfeng County, Miss Lin hasn't appeared this year, and she hasn't shown up in the peach blossom flood, which is the most common in Jingshi spring."

"Speaking of peach blossoms, it reminds me of a place called Peach Blossom Nunnery, where 10,000 acres of peach forests, every spring when the peach blossoms bloom, countless young ladies from official families go to the green, the scene of the warbler and the swallow, not to mention how beautiful. I'm going to join next year, do you want to go along? ”

"Go together, go together!"

……

Qian Yu listened to it for a long time, except that he was a little familiar at the beginning, and then he basically couldn't understand it.

These people's thinking jumps very fast, and they often jump to another topic before they finish a topic, and the scene is like a screen + barrage in later generations.

Unconsciously, half a day has passed, and the guests of the teahouse have left, and Qian Yu, who is still sitting at this time, has not left at all, and he looks extraordinarily outstanding.

Fortunately, the quality of the store is extremely high, and when he saw Qian Yu sitting as if thinking about something, not only did he not urge, but even the routine tea greeting stopped.

Qian Yu was really thinking about things, he came here to do it casually, and when he heard the discussion, he wondered if he could find out the whereabouts of the Hesui brothers and sisters through this kind of gossip news.

But it backfired, these people mentioned Qingfeng County and Yiwen County a few times, but they didn't care who the Hesui brothers and sisters were.

Vaguely, he thought of an idea to inquire about the whereabouts of the ears, but it was vague what it was.

Another half an hour had passed, and it was already dark.

The shopkeeper looked at Qian Yu helplessly, he had wiped all the tables clean, and waited for Qian Yu to leave, and cleaned up the table and closed it, but Qian Yu did not move like a clay sculpture.

There is no way to go on like this, he finally couldn't help it, ran to the other party and whispered: "This guest officer, the store is closed, if you want to listen to Master Yue's story, please be early tomorrow." ”

Qian Yu realized that the time was not early, and when he stood up, he remembered that the shopkeeper would continue tomorrow, so he had a flash of inspiration.

Yes, since it's difficult to run around to inquire about news, why not consider staring at a place like a teahouse? Most of the people who can sit here are from wealthy families, and they know more things, so maybe they can really inquire about something.

Thinking about it like this, Qian Yu couldn't help but feel a little more hopeful in his heart, and even after returning to the poetry bookstore, his face improved a lot. It's a pity that ten days have passed, and he has heard a lot of miscellaneous things, and he even knows how many moles there are on the thighs of the concubine who Zhang Yuan next door secretly raises, but there is still no news of Hesui.

It was as if a basin of cold water had been poured on his originally passionate heart, and he needed to change his approach.

Under his reward at the expense of money, he became familiar with the shopkeeper, Master Yue, who told the story, and a few guys who often went to listen to books. But when he knocked on the side to inquire about Hesui's brothers and sisters, he found that everyone was at a loss.

This method also does not work, although he is frustrated, but he is still not discouraged, after all, one person knows limited, and Hesui is a small prisoner, how can everyone know, it seems that if you want to achieve your goal, you must consciously control the trend of public opinion.

After a few days of thinking, he had another idea.

On this day, the teahouse closed again, but Qian Yu still didn't leave.

This time, the shopkeeper didn't dare to run to him to ask for an early tomorrow, but now Qian Yu is a distinguished guest, and his daily rewards are more than everyone else combined.

Looking at the storyteller who was packing up his things and preparing to leave, Qian Yu stopped him: "Master Yue, I don't know if I can delay you for a while?" ”

Master Yue hurriedly smiled: "Master Qian is polite, just call me thirteen, if you have something to say, just say it, and you will definitely listen to it in the future." ”

Yue Shisan is already kind, not to mention that the person in front of him is still his biggest financier.

Qian Yu didn't speak, but turned his head to look at the shopkeeper: "What about your boss, let him come out, I have something to say." ”

The shopkeeper is the shopkeeper, because the teahouse is not big and the income is small, so he didn't invite more people except for the shopkeeper, who was quite diligent and diligent.

Waiting for the main owners to gather, Qian Yu said: "That's the case, I've been attracted by Mr. Yue's words in the past few days, and every time I come to listen, I thought I had some fun, but I found that these jokes are just a few things over and over again, can you change something new?" Don't worry, if you say it well, Young Master Ben will be rewarded. ”

The shopkeeper's expression was stunned, and Yue Shisan was even more embarrassed: "Childe, it's not that the little one refuses to change the joke, but there is no one at all, I thought that I would get your reward in the past two days, and let Tang Gongzi write another one." But he's been preparing for Dabi lately, and he doesn't have time to write......"

Qian Yu was puzzled: "Could it be that this Tang Gongzi can write a script?" Or you find someone else to write. ”

This time, it was the shopkeeper who answered: "Yes, yes, but these people have too high a pen fee, and the small shop has a small profit......

Qian Yu's face turned pale: "You mean you don't want me to pay for the pen, right?" ”

The shopkeeper hurriedly denied it, and Yue 13 defended on the side: "The book written by Tang Gongzi is not only fair in price, but the key is that the quality is good. ”

The shopkeeper also said: "Yes, yes, a teahouse like a small shop, only a good book can attract customers, otherwise everyone will run out, and it is useless to spend more money." ”

Qian Yu glanced at the two of them, and said quietly: "What's so difficult about writing a book, this son will, it's better like this, I'll write a book, and Master Yue will say it, if you say it well, this son will ......."

He wanted to say that there would be a lot of rewards, but in this way, he wrote a book for them for nothing, and he had to give them money, which was a big injustice...... It's too unjust.

The shopkeeper looked at Yue Shisan, his eyes were full of puzzlement, didn't this son come to have fun? How did you suddenly become a book?

Yue 13 can understand that the greatest wish of a literati is to be famous through the ages, and what better way to achieve this goal than to write an article that will be passed down through the ages? Qian Yu seems to be literate, and he is also a scholar with ambitions, ideals, and revenge.

However, he is still skeptical that the other party can write a good book, he has been in this industry for so many years, and he knows the twists and turns in it, in addition to his unbridled imagination, he must also have wonderful writing and good luck.

Despite this, Yue 13 still said according to the rules: "Childe, the villain says that the book only values the quality of the book itself, if the book is good, not only can you give you a high price of moisturizing fees, but you can also take a percentage of the income earned." But if the book doesn't work, the villain will never say it, this is the foundation of the villain's survival, please understand. ”

Qian Yu couldn't help pouting, as far as what you said, I dare to say that I have a high level of professionalism, and I put too much gold on my face, right? Of course, he wouldn't say that.