Chapter 69: The Storyteller
The two ancestors and grandchildren were specially invited by the owner of this restaurant, especially the girl who was generous and beautiful, dressed in a red jacket and dignified and decent, walked heroically and coolly, although her appearance was not very beautiful, but she was feminine with two points of manly boldness and chic, which made it even more attractive.
After the girl came out of the stage at the back, a group of diners in the store had already shouted hello. The girl hugged her fists and made a big circle, and said with a smile: "Thank you for giving me two grandchildren and grandchildren, and I will definitely give you a good paragraph later, if it is not good, please bear with me, if you think it can still be in your ears, please give me two grandparents a meal money, the little woman is here to give you a salute first." As he spoke, he bowed to the diners, which immediately caused a round of applause.
I saw that the girl turned around and came to the old man, who was very ordinary-looking, with a goatee under his chin, and a blue cotton jacket, sitting quietly on a stool behind a low table, and holding a large cigarette pouch rod more than two feet long in his hand. The girl came to him and said, "Grandpa, are we still telling anecdotes about the rivers and lakes today?" ”
The old man took the big cigarette pouch in his mouth, lit the fire, and spewed a puff of smoke into the air, before nodding and saying, "Exactly." ”
The girl in the red jacket clapped her hands and said, "Then how about a paragraph about Xiao Li Tanhua and the chivalrous and righteous jokes?" ”
The old man smiled "hehe", shook his head and said, "I just finished talking yesterday, how can I be worthy of the nobles below if I talk about it today." ”
The girl in the red jacket opened her eyes wide and said, "Grandpa, don't sell it, tell everyone quickly, what anecdotes do you want to tell." ”
The old man shouted, "Good." Saying this, the pot in front of the cigarette pouch "Smack!" He knocked on the table and said in a deep voice: "The past of the rivers and lakes, how true is it?" The old man is not talking about the past and the present. In the martial arts, what is respect? Today's words, who lost their souls! He recited these lines of the final poem, calm and relaxed, and when the words fell, he had already attracted the attention of all the diners in the restaurant.
The old man took another puff of cigarette, exhaled a puff of smoke, and said, "Today's old man, what I want to tell you nobles is things beyond the weapon spectrum. ”
The girl in the red jacket sighed as if disappointed when she heard this, and said, "Grandpa, who in the rivers and lakes doesn't know the weapon spectrum?" And the characters on the weapon spectrum are really big people, except for the people in the weapon spectrum, that is, grandpa, you talk about flowers, and all the nobles are not willing to listen. Before the words fell, someone in the audience chimed in and shouted, "This girl is right." "Listen to your granddaughter, and I'll reward you more."
The old man said unhurriedly: "Xiaohong, do you know, the person that grandpa is going to talk about today is really a big man in the rivers and lakes, although he is not in the weapon spectrum, but even some of the top masters in the spectrum may not be able to compare with him." The old man said unhurriedly, and the audience fell silent again, and they were all attentive to what he had to say.
The girl named Xiaohong asked curiously: "Oh? Who is Grandpa talking about? ”
The old man said slowly: "The one I am talking about today is the owner of the White Camel Villa who lives in the Kunlun Mountain in the West, and is known as Xie Guhong of the West Devil. As soon as the words ended, all the diners exclaimed "oh". The little red girl did the same, and said, "Grandpa, it turns out that what you want to say is thank you...... Thank you? ”
The old man pointed at Xiaohong and laughed, "Haha, you don't know what to call him, do you?" ”
Xiaohong laughed twice and said, "Yes, grandpa!" I heard that this person is both good and evil, I call him a hero, but he is also called the West Devil, you can call him the devil, but there is something inappropriate. ”
The old man nodded slowly and said, "Yes, but do you know how he got the title of West Demon?" ”
Xiaohong shook her head and said, "Grandpa is embarrassed, how do I know this?" I'm sure you don't know. As she spoke, she asked, "It's not that you don't know the old man, right?" ”
The old man smiled and said, "Of course I know this. As he spoke, he took another puff of his cigarette and exhaled it, but this time the smoke he puffed out became almost a straight line, and it was almost dissipated at a table on the second floor by the armrest, and then he smiled and continued: "Then it has to start from one day ten years ago, as everyone knows, the business of White Camel Villa is very big, but the bigger the deal, the more trouble it will become, in other words, it is in Qinjiazhuang in the Northland......"
The old man's voice was clear and clear, and it made people listen as if what he was saying was happening right in front of him, probably much more clever than the world-famous storyteller of Xie Guhong's origin, because when he spoke, a group of diners in the restaurant almost forgot to eat the food. When it comes to the highlights, copper coins and broken silver, like raindrops, were thrown on the small platform one after another, and the little red girl who was straight and happy smiled. Sometimes the answer is also very exciting, which adds a lot of color and credibility to the old man's comments.
Xie Guhong, who was on the second floor, finished eating, swept away the smoke that was dissipating under his feet, and began to listen quietly, and found that what the old man said was indeed very good, as if he had really seen these things that had happened to him at the time. Yes, he also threw down two small silver ingots to the stage on the first floor.
Seeing that the time was almost up, he nodded and called Xiao Er, threw him a broken silver again, pointed down, and said, "The grandfather and grandson have finished their comments, and please come to my courtyard, and say that I have something to inquire about him." As he spoke, he handed over a post with the words "Thousands of Trees and Pear Blossoms" to Xiao Er, and said, "You give this to the two of them, and they will definitely come, and they will also prepare a table of first-class banquets and carry them to my room." ”
Xiao Er took the bounty money, his face was happy, and he bowed with a smile: "Thank you for the reward, the little one will definitely do it properly for your old man." With that, he immediately set about it.
Xie Guhong followed the stairs and came downstairs, swept the grandfather and grandson again, shook his right hand, and threw out two small silver ingots to the storytelling table again, then walked out from the side door and returned to the cross-courtyard he had packed.
When Xie Guhong was waiting, he liked to practice the most, as long as he practiced, he always felt that the time schedule would become fast, not long after, the guy in the store, carrying a few food boxes, walked in, saw him boxing in the courtyard and was not disturbed, and according to the previous instructions, he put the food and wine on the table indoors, and retreated. After a while, Xie Guhong only heard two footsteps outside the courtyard gate, and the mountain "clang" in his chest sounded, his hands arced, and he collected his strength.
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