"Alas, it's a pity, it's a pity that I've worked all my life and have never entered such a place, and now it's all closed." A wizened middle-aged farmer sighed.

"Come on, you, just your bones, you will come out without a cup of tea when you enter it, and you will not die."

The crowd burst into laughter.

With the passage of time, some of the children of the powerful have gone out to have fun, and at this time, more and more people have gathered in front of Tao Yiju, and Xu Qianqian finally appeared in front of everyone with Tao Yiju.

She took off her heavy makeup from the past, replaced it with a slight light touch, dressed as a proprietress and deliberately hid her outstanding figure.

Even so, that shocking and pretty face still caused a sensation in the crowd.

"Folks, elders, morning!" Xu Qianqian greeted with a smile.

"Wow!"

An exclamation.

"Presumably, this is the former drunken red mansion top brand Xu Qianqian girl, right?"

"It's the little woman." Xu Qianqian gave a salute.

"Sure enough, it's a fairy in the dust, no matter how you dress up, it's so beautiful."

In the past, the famous prostitutes who spent thousands of dollars to see their beautiful faces, but now they appeared in front of everyone with light makeup, which is a gimmick in itself, and there is no need to do any publicity.

Smiling slightly, Xu Qianqian didn't respond to this matter, but said: "Everyone, everyone must have known about the drunken Red Mansion. Now the little woman adheres to the holy will and turns the Qinglou into a teahouse, in order to provide everyone with a place for self-cultivation. Although the wine is fragrant, it hurts the body, and even if the tea is a little bitter, it can cultivate the mind. Starting today, Tao Yiju will provide you with free tea for three days, and there will be a storytelling desk inside, and Xiangyang Jushi will bring wonderful storytelling to everyone. ”

"What? Three days of free tea? Miss Qianqian, you're not joking, are you? The crowd asked.

"No jokes, all the tea in the store is free of charge, and it is all the best Biluochun, of course, if you want to take it away, the cost is extra." Xu Qianqian replied with a smile.

"Biluochun is provided for free? Really? "Some people still don't believe it.

"It's worthy of a strange woman in Jinglin, she is so generous, it seems that she has to go in and have a show."

A room on the third floor has been changed to the most expensive luxury private room, at this time Li Feibai was drinking tea, looking downstairs, trying to find the figure of Qian Wende, the head of the Qian Mansion.

But it was not found.

He is not in a hurry, because the time is still early, and as the head of the Ministry of Officials, there is always something to be busy in the morning.

Qian Wende didn't find it, but Li Feibai saw Cheng Tianli, the guard of Beicheng, who was dressed as ordinary at this time, blending in the crowd, staring intently at Xu Qianqian, who was speaking.

It seems that he is not on duty today. Li Feibai said secretly in his heart.

I learned from Nangong Pass that this person is a gambler!

But the average gambling person is absolutely unable to calm down to drink tea, let alone listen to books, so what is the purpose of his coming here?

Obviously, it's coming for Xu Qianqian! Li Feibai made a judgment for the first time.

Seeing the way he stared at Xu Qianqian, eager to swallow her in one gulp, Li Feibai knew that this person was not only a gambler, but also a lustful person.

"Ladies and gentlemen." Xu Qianqian raised her hand and motioned for everyone to be quiet: "Thank you for your love for Qianqian all the time, these three days can be regarded as Tao Yiju's feedback to everyone, don't say much, please come in." ”

As soon as they heard that there was free tea to drink, and they could also hear Xiangyang monks talking, everyone rushed in, for fear that they would not grab a good position.

As the guard of Beicheng, many people naturally recognized him, and they didn't dare to compete with him for a seat, so he and a servant were able to sit in the middle of the front row.

As a string of firecrackers was set off at the door again, Tao Yiju announced its official business.

The lobby was already overcrowded, and the girls and subordinates who were drunk in the Red Mansion before were reorganized into teahouse guys during this time, and they all came out of the inner hall with a cup of tea or two cups of tea on it, serving tea to the guests.

But obviously, the rectification time has not been long, and many girls still maintain the swaying posture of the drunken Red Mansion.

This seems to stimulate the men in the venue even more, many people who have never entered the Qinglou have already blushed, their hearts are beating and their saliva is swallowing, and their blood is swelling.

"This tea is full of fragrance, the heat is controlled just right, and the master of this tea is obviously a master!" In the crowd, a young man in brocade clothes spoke in admiration.

Obviously, he understands tea.

"The free tea is already so exquisite, presumably the other teas in this Tao Yiju are even more refreshing!"

During the discussion, a white-haired old man, holding a fan in his left hand and a towel in his right hand, slowly walked up to the storytelling platform.

A table on the table, a chair, a wake-up wood!

This old man is a storyteller, self-proclaimed "Xiangyang Jushi", who has been telling stories in Jinglin for more than 20 years, and the princes and nobles do not listen to his books.

Xu Qianqian, under the instruction of Li Feibai, spent 10,000 taels, plus Tao Yiju's permanent free tea tasting right, to invite him to come to the book.

The audience was already full, and when I saw Xiangyang Jushi on stage, the originally noisy and noisy lobby instantly quieted down!

"Wait, everyone!" On the storyteller, Xiang Yang made a salute, and then Xingmu patted it......

"Today, let's talk about the heroes of Shenzhou!"

"There are so many heroes in Shenzhou, I don't know who the layman is talking about?" Someone in the audience asked.

"No, in my heart, there is always only one hero of Shenzhou!"

"Could it be that the layman is talking about ......?"

"Uncle Hatred!" Xingmu shot again, and the audience's eyes immediately gathered, and their attention was deeply attracted by these three words.

Li Feibai had already moved a wooden chair and sat in the corridor on the third floor, and he couldn't help but sit up straight at this time!

This name is not the myth of Jiang Guo, Wei Guo or Zhu Guo, but the belief in the hearts of the entire people of Shenzhou!

"As we all know, a thousand years ago, Shenzhou was divided, and the people were struggling to make a living, it was this uncle who led the Xia people to end the war, unify Shenzhou, and establish the Xia Dynasty, so that we have today! After thousands of years, the three families have divided into summer, and it has become today's three-kingdom situation. Strictly speaking, we are all children of the Xia Dynasty. ”

"Well said!" Everyone agreed.

Xingmu patted again, and Xiangyang Jushi continued: "The well-known Uncle Tai is his great achievements, but few people know that his childhood! Today, I'll start with his childhood. ”

"It is said that the uncle is hateful, without a father and a mother, and is conceived by the aura of heaven and earth. One day, a farmer surnamed Uncle was herding cattle in the mountains, and he saw a baby on the river, naked, but did not sink. The peasant felt quite strange, and there was no one around, so he fished the child home to raise it, and named it Tai Shufan, which means ordinary happiness! Unexpectedly, this child does not eat human milk, nor grains, but only eats raw meat, but fortunately, although the farmer's family does not have a huge amount of money, there are still a lot of cattle, so he raised Uncle Fan smoothly. When he was five years old, he was five feet long, and when he reached adulthood, he was nine feet tall, and he was amazed by the fact that he was a man of God! Uncle Taifan was good at martial arts when he was a child, and when he first saw those martial arts books, he couldn't release the scroll in his hand, and he studied it for three days and three nights in a row, and he didn't get tired at all! On the fourth day, he was able to lift a bull with one hand, and the neighbors were amazed. ”

Holding the corners of his mouth and smiling, Li Feibai said in his heart: Sure enough, the deeds of successful people will be given a mythological color after being passed down from generation to generation.