Qi Yin picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea, his mouth was instantly full of tea fragrance, and when the tea was swallowed, there was a lingering sweetness between his lips and tongue.

"Good tea!" Qi Yin couldn't help but praise, and was about to pinch the snack on the table to eat, but he heard someone knocking on the startling wood outside.

Together, all the voices in the box were quiet, and they all knew that this was about to start talking.

"What I'm going to tell the big guy today are two or three things that my snake demon lady and I have to say." The storyteller tells the story very engagingly,

After a while, he talked about the encounter between the man surnamed Xu and the woman surnamed Bai to the fishing behavior of the woman surnamed Bai.

Qi Yin listened so engrossively that he even forgot to eat tea, and only told stories with a relish of the storyteller.

"That's it for today, and if you want to know the story, please come back tomorrow." The storyteller is very chicken thief and breaks the story at the place where the woman surnamed Bai wants to marry the man surnamed Xu, and the people in the box around him are itching.

Qi Yin also looked unsatisfied, "You said that after the two of them get married, will Xu Lang find out the identity of the White Lady?" ”

"Probably not." The little maid analyzed, "She looks like a careful person. ”

"If it is discovered, what will happen to Xu Lang?" Qi Yin was a little uncomfortable, and she wanted to know the development of the story immediately, but when she went out to take a look, she saw that the storyteller had already left.

On this day, the flow of fine tea cigarettes has not stopped, and it has been lively until the curfew in the evening.

When the fine tea smoke is about to close, there are customers who don't want to leave, eager to know the next part of the story.

After sending off all the guests, Qiao Xitan and Shopkeeper Li and others began to calculate today's flowing water in person.

After the abacus was called, Shopkeeper Li was full of red light, and he couldn't close his mouth with a smile, "This day's income is actually more than the previous month's income!" ”

He turned to look at Qiao Xitan, his eyes were already red, "It's all thanks to you, Tan Niang!" ”

Qiao Xitan was also very happy, but he didn't let go, "Business may fall back tomorrow, Shopkeeper Li must be mentally prepared." ”

Shopkeeper Li nodded in understanding.

When all the money was put into the treasury, Qiao Xitan turned his head and saw that Xuan Wei had fallen asleep on the table again.

She lay down in front of the hanging micro and reached out to poke the child's soft face.

I've really wronged the little master these days.

On the second day, the business of fine tea tobacco really declined, but because the business model of fine tea tobacco was very new to the people in Lin'an City, even if it fell, it did not fall a lot.

Shopkeeper Li found Qiao Xitan and brought a few people dressed as scholars to her, "These are the authors of the best books bought in the bookstore, Tan Niang, tell them." ”

Qiao Xitan stayed up for several nights in a row, although he could also imitate a few stories that were very popular in later generations, and provided storytellers to attract customers.

But after all, she is not an expert in writing novels, and in the long run, the stories in the fine tea smoke are estimated to be in short supply.

So she decided to develop a few custom writers for Fine Tea Smoke.

"A few of you, please." Qiao Xitan took a few scholars into a cubicle and sat down, and asked the waiter to serve them a cup of tea.

"It's really fragrant." Yu Shusheng squinted his eyes pleasantly, "I don't know what Tan Niang is looking for us?" ”

Qiao Xitan didn't sell Guan Zi either, and directly said his needs, "There is a storyteller on the fine tea cigarette, and the storyteller is talking about books, so I naturally want to ask you to write a book for my fine tea cigarette." ”

"Talented and beautiful women are still princes and generals, we can all trust it." Zhang Shusheng has a bit of the arrogance of a scholar, and he has a feeling of self-pride.

But Qiao Xitan shook his head, "I don't want old-fashioned stories, I want novelties that have never been seen before." ”

When several scholars saw Qiao Xitan say this, they couldn't help but be stunned, and they were inevitably a little unconvinced.

You say my story isn't new enough, so is your story new?

Qiao Xitan didn't say much, and directly took a few people to the second floor to listen to the story of the White Lady fishing Xu Xian.

After hearing this, several people were shocked.

"It's because I'm narrow-minded, I don't know that the story has such a whimsical direction." Zhang Shusheng seemed to have been convinced, and bowed his hand to Qiao Xitan, "Dare to ask who the author of this story is, can I visit him?" ”

Qiao Xitan cleared his throat without changing his face, "Far away in the sky, close in front of you." ”

Hearing her say this, several scholars looked at her with eager eyes.

"Tan Niang is so talented!" Yu Shusheng looked at Qiao Xitan with admiration, "I might as well wait, with you Zhuyu in front, how dare we get an axe at the end of the work door under your nose." ”

"I'm just an occasional inspiration, and it doesn't last." Qiao Xitan was humble with them, and when it was over, he began to slowly lead them to the road of those bloody stories in the future.

"The background of talented and beautiful women is too narrow, you see, they are either meeting or on the way to meet, the scene can't be opened, and there are only a few characters." Qiao Xitan was kind and seductive, "You see, if this genius is not only a genius, but also a prince or an immortal who hides his identity, this beauty is not only a beauty, but also a goblin who only comes to repay his kindness, how will this story develop?" ”

"Wonderful, wonderful!" Yu Shusheng immediately took out a pen and paper and wrote down Qiao Xitan's words.

Qiao Xitan smiled mysteriously, took a sip of tea and moistened his throat, "Besides, the story of the prince and the general is still too far away from the lives of the people, but if you can write about the women in their backyard, you can also satisfy the curiosity of us ordinary people." ”

"What is there to write about a woman?" Zhao Shusheng is still very young, there is only one concubine in the family, he has never married a wife, and he doesn't understand the shortcomings of his parents in the backyard.

Qiao Xitan waved her hand to indicate that this was wrong, "For example, your wife began to be very cowardly and respectful to her mother-in-law, but her mother-in-law didn't appreciate it, and the concubine below bullied her when she saw her talking like this, and because she couldn't speak, even you, the husband, didn't understand her, and felt that she couldn't be a person and couldn't do things, and she couldn't manage the backyard well, so she would make trouble for you." ”

"But you ignore that your wife is gentle and demure, puts you first everywhere, filial piety to her in-laws, and is also very good to her children, the most kind and lovely." Qiao Xitan said that those scholars were recording more seriously than listening to the master's class.

"Later, your wife had a difficult birth and died after giving birth to a child, and then you knew how good she was." When Qiao Xitan said this, he subconsciously raised his eyes to look outside the compartment, and saw a small half of his head hanging in the corner.

She smiled at Hang and beckoned him over.

Hanging Wei observed outside for a long time, and saw that she was sitting and talking with many men, and she felt a little uneasy.

Don't they all say that Terran women value male and female defense the most, how can Qiao Xitan sit and talk with so many men?

Unorthodox!

If it gets out, her reputation will be lost.

Hang Wei walked in with a calm face and sat down beside Qiao Xitan.

Qiao Xitan thought he was angry with someone, and touched his head while talking to those scholars.

"But at this time, you have already regretted it, but you don't know that your wife's soul has been possessed by your concubine......" Qiao Xitan said wonderfully, and the scholars were fascinated by it, and the pen was like flying.

Xuan Wei had a different opinion, and interrupted, "After a person dies, the soul will be immediately detained by impermanence, and it is impossible to stay in the human world, how can you possess others, you don't want to talk nonsense." ”

"This is the interpretation of the story, unreasonable, don't interrupt me, good." Qiao Xitan stuffed a snack into his mouth and continued to broaden the writing ideas of those scholars.

Hang Wei sat aside, and really didn't interject again.

As soon as he looked up, he could see Qiao Xitan who was dancing with his eyebrows when he told the story, and he could also see the sour scholars who admired her.

Isn't it just about writing stories? He'll too, why would he find these idiots.

No vision.