After a month of traveling on the left and right, the huge convoy, which traveled an average of only 30 miles a day, finally left the Gyeonggi area and entered Jiananju.

As one of the Kyushu states in the Taekang Kingdom, Jiananju has developed quite a lot because of its proximity to Gyeonggi...... No, no.

This is actually a very easy thing to understand, any area close to the capital area in time and space will inevitably be continuously "bloodsucked" because of the strong attraction of the capital.

No one can keep their body strong and healthy despite continuous blood loss (except for the girl, who is a talent), and the same goes for administrative divisions.

Therefore, whether it is a road or a city, Jian'an is more than a grade worse than the Gyeonggi area.

But here in Jian'anzhou, there is not a better place than the Gyeonggi area, at least Zhao Yan found that the manors of the martial arts families here in Jian'an are much more luxurious than those in the Gyeonggi area.

As for those servants who are like clouds, and there are thousands of children of the fresh-clothed and angry horse family who want to ride up Pinggang, they are even more reckless in their actions.

Of course, Zhao Yan was just a little curious about this, after all, he had more important things to do during this time.

During this period of time, Chang Kaishen, who faithfully fulfilled Zhao Yan's orders, "invited" Zhao Yan to more than 50 "folk orators" who met the requirements and could talk big without stage fright.

"Do you want to have a decent new career where you can display your talents to the fullest, even if you are not even qualified to admire on weekdays, you must look up at you and rejoice with your words?"

Every day. When there is a nervous newcomer, Chang Kaishen, who is fierce and vicious with three accomplices. When "invited" from all over the place, Zhao Yan would take the time to meet him personally. And ask such words.

Someone trembled and chose to shake his head and refuse, Zhao Yan smiled and let him go-people who didn't even know how to seize the God-given opportunity were not qualified to stay.

But more people chose to nod subconsciously, so Zhao Yan arranged for these folk speakers who were never qualified to listen to him personally preach the "Evening Story" to listen to him talk about "The Legend of Double Dragons of the Tang Dynasty" and "Journey to the West".

Most of the folk orators were fascinated by the opening story telling in the evening, and they longed to be like Zhao Yan. This decent new profession that can make dignitaries and dignitaries sad and happy with their preaching.

But not everyone can get this precious opportunity-

First of all, the audience was too sorry for his appearance and didn't know how to use his specialty, as well as a folk orator who couldn't speak official language, so he was quickly persuaded to retire and sent home.

Then, the memory is too bad, and after everyone else can remember a large part of the story, it is still upside down. Unqualified people who make the audience not even scratch their heads.

Then, it is the removal of those who will not be filled.

Storytelling is not like writing a novel, the storyteller can take 500 words to describe the appearance of the protagonist, and another 1,000 words to describe the protagonist's equipment. Then use the same number of words to describe the boss that the protagonist wants to fight, and the audience will listen to it more with relish, and if you change the code word, it will be judged to be a bad money fraud.

After such a big cleanup. The total number of folk oratories who were "invited" fell to just over 20. Although new people join every day, there are still many who have to leave every day.

After finally gathering thirty-eight qualified people. Zhao Yan finally started the formal teaching-

As the so-called name is not right, it is not good, Zhao Yan, who officially started teaching, gave these thirty-eight students a name-

"The First Gold Medal Storyteller Short Course"

As for the latecomers who passed the primary election, they naturally had to do the second session with grievances, and the second session would not be held in the short term, but would serve tea and water to the "first gold medal storyteller".

During the official teaching of this correspondence class, Zhao Yan, the self-proclaimed principal, made an enthusiastic speech and calculated the economic accounts for these qualified people.

"Ladies and gentlemen, after you have completed your studies, you will have the opportunity to tell stories in major restaurants or simply in the storytelling tea clubs that you have built yourself. What you need to give every day is only your words, but what you reap is cheers and money. Ladies and gentlemen, even if we only have 50 people listening to the lecture each time, and each audience member needs to pay you at least 1 wen to listen to the story, saying two books a day is 100 wen, a month is 3,000 wen, and a year is 36,500 wen! Guys, think about your current income, and then think about this bright future, what reason do you have not to seize this opportunity to get rich and become famous?"

Zhao Yan's seductive words easily moved the first students and the latecomers who were auditing, making their hearts beat wildly.

The "folk speakers" who can get the opportunity to stay are definitely not fools who can't figure it out, and they can even calculate the account that Zhao Yan gave them!

Therefore, after completing the study, the annual income is not only 36,500 wen a year!

How is it enough to only say two games a day, and at least four games a day is the guarantee!

The listening fee of 1 penny is too low and too low, at least ...... You want to charge 2 articles, right?

In this case, how can the annual income be more than 150,000 Wen?

150,000 yuan, you can fill an entire house......

The students who were secretly thinking about it were about to be moved to tears by their bright money.

But obviously, their principal Zhao Yan felt that it was not enough, so Zhao Yan continued after clearing his throat.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this principal has always been a generous person, so this principal has also decided to give you 1,888 taels of silver every year as a reward!"

When he said this, Zhao Yan raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

So Chang Kaishen, who had been ready for a long time, together with another bald gourd baby, carried a long tray with a neat and neat golden pagoda-shaped silver bar wall, and appeared in the sight of the students.

The shiny silver coins fascinated the eyes of the students, who had never seen so much silver. They swallowed and foamed at the mouth in unison, and most of the people's eyes revealed a look of longing

"Yes. This is the one thousand eight hundred and eighty-eight taels of silver that this principal has decided to come up with, and all of you have a chance. Take this thousand taels of silver into your pocket!"

Zhao Yan seemed to be incarnated as a seductive and depraved devil, and said in a voice full of temptation.

This 1,888 taels of silver, which really existed, easily pushed the atmosphere of the opening ceremony to a climax.

So Zhao Yan took the opportunity to announce the principle of reward distribution.

"At the end of the first correspondence course, the first place in the comprehensive score will receive 10 taels of silver, the second place will receive 3 taels of silver, and the third place will receive 2 taels. ”

"The correspondence classes in the future will receive the same awards as the first students. ”

"For a period of one year. After one year, the president will send a special person to tour around the country to investigate the storytelling situation of all graduates, and then award the best popularity award with a bonus of 500 taels, the second best popularity award with 200 taels, and ten encouragement awards with a bonus of 50 taels!"

"Don't worry about not having enough money, because the principal will pay out of his own pocket to make up for the shortfall. ”

"Everyone, reluctantly!"

This open and transparent reward principle makes all students and prospective students excited, and money can make the ghost grind this sentence. Everywhere you go.

"Erlang, Erlang, after these people are released, you won't be able to become famous. ”

Song Twelvezhang, who watched Zhao Yan's opening ceremony, was at the end of Zhao Yan's opening ceremony. said to Zhao Yan.

"It doesn't matter, anyway, the more famous you are, the less people dare to move. and so on to reach a certain level of fame. That young master is not a grandmaster who is not a grandmaster, and everyone should be polite to me. ”

It is Zhao Yan who wants this result. Naturally, he had long expected the result that Song Shishizhang said.

"That's right. ”

Song Twelve Zhang smiled, he understood that what Zhao Yan said was right.

"Erlang, Erlang. Sometimes my old man, it's like tearing open your head to see what's hidden inside, you really don't look like a sixteen-year-old bastard. ”

Song Twelve Zhang shook his head and left.

And Zhao Yan still has a lot of work, he needs to start from scratch to give the "First Gold Medal Storyteller Short Training Class" and preach "The Legend of Double Dragons of the Tang Dynasty" and "Journey to the West".

Then it was to organize the maids and maids who were not qualified to listen to the story, but followed the huge carriage procession all the way south, and listened to the students' commentary on the new society.

Then there is criticism and self-criticism, and the new content that is taught by some literate daring man, according to the original manuscripts of the two novels written by Wan Wan, according to the text and the direct description.

There is no way, Zhao Yan doesn't have time to train these first batch of professional storytellers in this world 24 hours a day, after all, he still has his own things to do.

Every day, as long as he encounters a new place and reaches a new place, Zhao Yan will inevitably challenge the local warriors who meet the requirements for the purpose of defeat.

A month after traveling south, Zhao Yan's tireless challenge to defeat had long been regarded as his martial arts quirk by the people accompanying him, so it was not surprising.

Every martial artist who deserves the public's attention and admiration will have some quirks that ordinary people can't understand, which is really not surprising.

What's more, Zhao Yan is not just a martial artist, but also has the identity of a genius.

In addition to the challenge of seeking defeat, it is the daily routine of "ravaging the followers", and Zhao Yan has persevered in this matter, compared to a month ago, all kinds of martial arts he has mastered have been upgraded in level.

The only regret is that so far, although I have successfully defeated and learned some new martial arts, I have learned all the same swordsmanship.

Without swordsmanship, the awesome Eight Desolations Exorcision Sword can basically only be used as decorations.

Even if it is clear that as long as you persevere in seeking defeat, then sooner or later there will be swordsmanship, but this still makes Zhao Yan a little distressed, really.

Another distress is that the snake in Zhao Yan's body that day is still in an uncontrollable state, even if Zhao Yan can basically predict the direction of the snake of Cangxuan, and then use his strength to exert his strength.

How long will it take to fully control this mysterious snake?

With this in mind, the huge carriage team finally came to Huanglongcheng, the seat of the state metallurgical region in Jian'an Prefecture, and there was only a high post of more than 30 miles left.

This high hill has a resounding name, it is called: Shilipo.

"It's a pity, it's a pity, the yellow city thirty miles away is not called Yuhang Town, and there is no mountain temple on this ten-mile slope, only one Zhujiazhuang. ”

Standing on the high post, Zhao Yan sighed bitterly.

"Childe, why do you want to have a mountain temple on this ten-mile slope, and you have to do Yuhang Town again under the mountain?"

Wanwan, who looked at Huanglong City with Zhao Yan, asked more because of curiosity.

"Oh, this is because of a new story I'm conceiving, which happens to have Yuhang Town, Sanlipo and the Mountain Temple. Ah yes, a little spoiler, this story is called "The Legend of Sword and Fairy". ”

Zhao Yan, who has been addicted to copying, is very unkind and plans to get "The Legend of Sword and Fairy" out in this world, and he is even thinking about whether to get a "Sword and Fairy Paradise" with real COS in the future, and then let the nobles who are idle to pay for the adventure.

"Just listening to the name, it makes people think that it must be a good story!"

is in the trust in Zhao Yan because of "The Legend of Double Dragons of the Tang Dynasty" and "Journey to the West", these two good works, Wanwan doesn't think that "The Legend of Sword and Fairy" will be a street work at all.

"Hehe, I think so too!"

Zhao Yan smiled, of course he was more confident in the Immortal Sword.

"Yan Shao, the owner of Zhujiazhuang has agreed to accept your challenge, young master, but his condition is that he wants the manuscript of "The Legend of Double Dragons of the Tang Dynasty" ......."

At this time, Chang Kaishen, who was in charge of going to Zhujiazhuang to contact the challenge, rushed to Zhao Yan. (To be continued......)

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