In a commercial area outside the royal capital, a group of people gathered in front of a fountain in the center, and the onlookers included children, the elderly, strong men, women, and people of all ages.

In the middle of the crowd was a girl in her twenties with a harp, a recorder around her neck, and a purple robe carrying a crossbody bag.

He tells the classic stories that everyone has heard countless times, and when it comes to critical moments, he will shake the harp in his hand, and the music he plays can tug at the heartstrings of the audience and make them more immersed in the story.

This time the story is the old-fashioned story of a brave man defeating the evil dragon, but even after listening to it many times, the audience below is still deeply attracted and immersed in the story.

Under a street lamp not far away, Claire leaned against the street lamp behind her, holding the special snacks in the royal capital in her hand, her eyes fixed on the troubadour, and from time to time she ate a few bites of the food in her hand.

Troubadours are a special profession that composes music, stories for the sake of making money, they often wander around in order to make money, and of course they also do magic - musical magic, a small spell that uses musical instruments to fluctuate people's moods.

Among them, those who mix well can enter the palace to play, and tens of thousands of gold coins are sold at a time, and those who are not mixed can only wander around, telling people those fantastical legends, and earning some remuneration to support themselves.

Wendy is the latter, she learned how to be a good troubadour from a young age, and now although the level of storytelling has reached a certain level, there is no way, the industry is too much. There are troubadours who are better than her, and the story goes to tell that there are only those troubadours, and there are other troubadours who have come to a city before they arrive, and the reward for the second performance is not very high.

After the story of Dragon Quest was told, Wendy looked at the reward below, which was just enough for him to eat and dress for a few days, and most of the people who came to listen to the story were prostitutes for nothing, and they didn't give money after listening to it.

With a sigh in her heart, Wendy still politely bent down and thanked her, "This is the end of the story, thank you for listening." ”

As soon as he bent down, Wendy heard a few crisp metal crashes, and the next second his body stiffened, which was a special collision sound that can only be heard by gold coins. She had been in the business for so many years, and the money of copper, silver, and gold coins had been memorized, and he could even hear the sound of five gold coins.

After bowing, Wendy quickly looked up, and in front of her was a teenager younger than him.

Claire also spun a gold coin between her fingers, and said softly, "Let's talk? ”

……

A high-end restaurant, Wendy still seems a little cramped, she has never been to such a high-end restaurant, in the past, she used to find a casual tavern to solve the problem of food and clothing, and when everyone was interested, she could sing a song to get some reward.

Claire saw the other party's nervousness and said, "It's okay, I'm in for a treat." ”

Then he handed over the menu in his hand, "You can see if you want to eat anything." ”

Wendy put her hands on her thighs and was nervously speechless, "I... I'll do it, you can order it! ”

Claire ordered a few dishes casually, and then handed over her amethyst card, which seemed to be able to be discounted.

After ordering, Claire looked at Wendy and said, "My name is Claire, what do you call me?" ”

Wendy was still a little nervous, and hurriedly said, "Just call me Wendy!" ”

"Okay Wendy." Claire smiled slightly, "How much money do you make a month as a troubadour?" ”

Wendy's mind flashed countless thoughts in an instant, what vicious nobleman fell in love with a kind and beautiful girl, and what kind of idea of raising a girl could not control it. She wasn't to blame for that, that's what was said in those stories.

And she thinks that she looks pretty good, so the other party shouldn't take a fancy to her! So ask yourself how much you can earn in a month, do you want to support yourself?! Otherwise, she herself would not be able to explain why the other party gave her five gold coins.

"That! I don't make much, but I'm not at it...... And my dream is to be a troubadour, and I won't give up on my dream. Wendy's voice grew quieter and quieter, and at last her face was red and dripping blood.

Claire knew that the other party had misunderstood something, and quickly explained: "You misunderstood, I didn't mean that." ”

Hearing Claire's words, Wendy's face turned even redder, and in a panic, she fanned her red face with both hands, and lowered her head and shouted, "I'm sorry! ”

Claire couldn't help but laugh, "It's okay, can you tell me how much you can earn in a month?" ”

After a while, Wendy's shyness finally eased, and then she raised her head and said, "It's not fixed, sometimes you can get more than ten gold coins, and sometimes you can only barely make ends meet." ”

Claire nodded slightly, "I have a job here, and I'll give you a hundred gold coins every month, can I do it?" ”

Wendy was stunned for a moment, then a happy expression appeared on her face, and then she was entangled, and after thinking for a long time, she made up her mind and said slowly: "Troubadour is my dream, although you give a lot of money, but I will not give up my ideals for money." ”

"I didn't ask you to give up on your dreams, you're still a troubadour, you just need to help me tell some of the stories I wrote......"

Wendy's eyes lit up again, "Of course that's fine, but I need to look at the story you wrote, if the story is too bad......"

Wendy still has her own bottom line as a qualified troubadour, and if Claire gives her a story that is too spicy, she won't tell it even if she gives her more money, and if she does, it will only make her feel like she is trampling on her ideals.

"You can read it and think about it...... Claire handed over the storybook she had written, and the stories in it were all tested by people all over the world in the previous world, and they were definitely above the level.

Wendy picked up the storybook that Claire handed her, flipped through a few pages, and after a while was immersed in it, the stories on it were completely different from the ones she told, and they were all of good quality. A cursory glance shows that there are dozens of stories on it.

After a while, the waiter brought the prepared dishes to the table, and seeing that Wendy was still immersed in the story, Claire started on her own.

After a long time, Wendy didn't know which story to see, so she took a deep breath and put the storybook on the table.

He looked at Claire and said, "Do you really want to tell me these stories?" ”

Claire put the fork down and asked, "Is there a problem?" ”

"I'll tell you the truth, if we troubadours tell this kind of story, we want to give you money."

Claire shrugged, "It doesn't matter, I'm not bad for money, have you finished reading the first story?" ”

Claire deliberately put "The Daughter of the Sea" in the first article, just so that the other party could finish reading it first.

"After reading it, a very touching story, I can't help but feel sorry for the mermaid princess......"

Claire stretched out her hand to stop Wendy and sighed, "I only have one request, tell this story well, I want you to score it and give the perfect performance......"

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