Chapter 35: Storytelling

Late autumn, thunder.

Thick clouds are like ink poured into water, surging and spreading.

The hunting autumn wind spreads the residual leaves, and the rootless coolness washes away the dust.

The thunder sounded, and the raindrops of moneyless raindrops exploded on the ground like ink-soaked beans, stirring up a dusty smell different from ink.

The rainwater sticks together in a line under the dripping eaves and falls into a pothole a foot outside the wall, and the water drops through the stones.

At the entrance of the yamen, Li Yi put on a hat and wore a robe issued by the house, and stepped out.

On his feet, he also wears a pair of clogs for rainy days.

Heavy rain fell on the shoulders, splashing white mist.

The clogs step on the ground and interact with the rain to make a distinctive creaking sound.

Walking out of Wuyifang, the street at this time has lost the excitement of the past, only the wind and rain under the cover of clouds and thunder, wanton and happy.

Li Yi pressed the handle of the Yanling knife on his waist, and his steps were even and heavy.

Today's heavy rain came suddenly, and Lu Ping was reluctant to patrol the streets, so they were all fishing in Sibutang.

He tried to go along with the dirt, but he couldn't bear the inner struggle, and finally chose to patrol the streets in the rain.

At his age, how dare he touch the fish?

Thinking of the many debts he owed, as well as the money that would need to be spent on martial arts cultivation in the future, Li Yi didn't dare to stop for a moment.

Walking into a pawnshop, Li Yi took off his hat and hung it around his waist.

The pawnshop guy was sharp-eyed, and after a cursory look, he recognized Li Yi's identity.

The long knife carried by the other party's waist is a unique trapping knife of the Yamen, and the hem of the robe exposed under the robe should be a fast clothes depending on the style.

"Is the master here to shelter from the rain, or is he here to pawn?"

"Pawn." Li Yi took out a cloth bag and put it on the counter.

In the cloth bag was some of the foreign wealth he got the last time he was on a business trip to the Wu family outside the city.

The little guy put the objects in the cloth bag under the lamp and candle to check them one by one, and finally gave Li Yi an offer.

The total value is ninety-five taels.

Li Yi didn't believe the family's words, and decided to go to other pawnshops to have a look.

"Master, these jewelry objects can be used as ninety-five taels, this is the first time for me to come, I will make up a whole number for Ye, one hundred taels, it should be regarded as a good fate."

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is worth five taels of good karma, Li Yi doesn't believe the other party's words even more.

Carrying a cloth bag out of the shop, Li Yi patrolled the street at the same time, and began to look for the next pawnshop.

After patrolling three streets and two markets, Li Yi finally sold all his belongings.

In the end, he received 110 taels of silver.

Li Yi followed Wang He's advice and did not ask for a silver ticket, but exchanged it for genuine silver.

The heavy feeling makes people feel extra reassuring.

But when he remembered the nearly 100 taels of debts he owed, his sense of steadiness became nihilistic again.

......

Just after noon, Li Yi returned to Tongyue Restaurant and asked the kitchen to help cook the venison and snake meat he had purchased, and began to eat.

In the past few days, he has been running around with sandbags tied, and the amount of food he eats is obviously much larger than before.

However, according to Wang He, if ordinary people like him want to achieve the level of blood exchange, there is still a long way to go.

In the evening, the rain continued unabated.

The time is coming, Tongyue Restaurant.

After Li Yi was discontinued from the yamen, he began to work again.

It's almost seamless.

Standing at the door with a gong and watching, Li Yi did not see the figure of Sun Cheng.

Obviously, the other party skipped work today.

Ignoring the wind and rain, Li Yi wore a cloak and a hat, and beat the first drum on the street.

The hammer of the gong touches the gong, splashing the water mist.

The sound of gongs is like the sound of weakened thunder and lightning, transmitted through the rain curtain into the distance.

[Occupation: Husband]

[Progress: 96/100]

Looking at the progress bar that was about to be full, Li Yi was full of motivation.

If it weren't for the husband's profession, he could only improve his progress by working at fixed hours, and he could even keep banging the gong until dawn.

......

Fireworks Lane, Wanhua Building.

Li Yi sat in the banquet and was silent.

Opposite him, there were four girls dressed in fancy clothes, who were flattering at him.

According to the bustard's mother's meaning, she wants to treat him as a donkey, and it is best to make these four flower girls popular overnight.

Looking sideways at the bustard mother, Li Yi said: "What I am best at is telling stories, the girls can listen to it, and they can also tell it to the guests, as for composing poems...... This can only depend on fate. ”

Although Li Yiji has a lot of romantic poems, he doesn't want to follow Liu Yong's path.

Although the bustard's mother was disappointed when she heard this, she didn't say anything.

If it is really as the person in front of her said, the story told can be better than that of the storyteller in the capital, so what if she is hired at a high price.

During the banquet, Li Yi thought more.

At the moment, he is just testing the waters of storytelling, and the bustard's mother has not made any promises, and whether he can get the job of a servant or storyteller in the future depends on whether his story can be calm.

"The story I am telling today is called "The Legend of the White Snake"."

There are many mysteries in the world he lives in, and supernatural stories mixed with love elements often make people feel more immersed, especially in places like Qinglou.

Li Yi is very sure to rely on this strength to fill the spiritual vacancy of these people.

As for the physical vacancies of the guests and girls......

This is not within the scope of his work, and if he wants to solve it, he can only leave it to those who are friends or patronize the guests of the Qinglou.

"The green willows surround the corridor, and the infinite scenery is swaying. Cherish the flowers, like a gossamer melodious in the air. ”

"But it is said that on the shore of Xizi Lake, there is a scholar surnamed Xu Mingxuan, whose words are in Chinese, his appearance is handsome, his wisdom is extraordinary, and his poetry, calligraphy and medicine are all excellent."

One day, Xu Xuan went to his father's grave and returned, and on the way he saw the lake like a mirror, and the carriages and horses were like clouds, so cute. I called a dinghy, and I wanted to take a boat all the way back......"

The candles were fluttering, and the thunderstorm outside the building was accompanied, and before I knew it, most of the hours had passed.

"The mage gave Xu Xuanling two talismans, one was hidden in the hair, and the other was asked to be burned by him, and the white lady was coaxed to take it......"

When several red people were listening attentively, Li Yi stopped abruptly.

"That's all for today, and the rest for tomorrow."

Seeing that Li Yi was about to get up and leave, Youhua Niang couldn't help but stop her: "What Gongzi said is right, why leave in a hurry." ”

"If you're tired, it's okay to talk about it after a break, the slave family can pinch the son's shoulders and beat his legs......"

Ignoring Hua Niang's soft voice, Li Yi shook his head and said, "I'm going out to relieve myself, is it difficult for the girl to come along?" ”

Seeing the flower girl blinking her eyes and looking ready to move, Li Yi's eyelids twitched.

Putting on his robe, Li Yi didn't dare to stay any longer, and walked out of the attic quickly.

Wait for a change, how can he indulge in the sound of the warbler?

Thinking about the progress bar that was about to reach its full value, Li Yi was extremely firm in his heart.

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On Liuding Street, the rain is gradually stopping.

Li Yi beat the last drum in the sound of roosters.

At this time, there has been a new development in the profession of husband.

[Occupation: Husband]

【Level:1 】

[Obtain Class Attribute: Five Senses +1 ]