In larger cities, the most lively morning market is not in the city, but in the city gate, even if it is a capital city like Daliang, it is the same, because it is necessary to pay taxes to enter the city, and under the heavy agriculture and suppression of commerce, the tax of merchants is also high.

As a result, people in villages outside the city who want to sell some goods usually do not enter the city, but sell them along the streets outside the city gate of the morning market.

In addition, these people will also bring back the new decree issued by the government, and there will be a special commentator under the city gate who will interpret the content of the decree to the people.

This is what Jin Yao is doing now, commenting on the books at the north gate of Daliang and interpreting the decrees of the Wei State.

Of course, this is just an ordinary storyteller, and after he becomes famous, there will be a big restaurant with a big beam to invite him to tell the story.

Therefore, Jin Yao's first step was to understand the policy of Wei first, and also analyzed that Wei Wangxi did not trust Xinling Jun, so he supported Wei Yong to become Wei Xiang.

However, in addition to this, Xinlingjun was not without supporters, and the Empress Dowager Wei was a supporter of Xinlingjun, and also constituted a force in the Wei court, known as the radical faction; The Wei Wangxi and Wei Yong factions were called conservatives.

However, the customs of Wei are completely different from those of Zhao, and the folk customs of Wei are not as fierce and rough as those of Zhao, but they are very delicate, just like the Jiangnan of later generations, full of the pursuit of ultimate enjoyment of life.

The most obvious thing is that the nobles of Daliang eat every day, and they want to take the first wisp of spring water in the early morning on the East Mountain to cook tea, and they want to eat the freshest Yellow River carp salvaged from the Yellow River that day......

If you can describe it in one word, it is, wind and snow!

This is also the origin of the Wei State, the three families are divided into Jin, and the Zhao State got the Jin Horse Farm, the Northern Royal Barbarians, so the people are fierce; South Korea got the Jin arsenal, so Han Zhijin crossbow is famous all over the world; And Wei got the richness of Jin, the ultimate pleasure.

Jin Yao also probably knew what kind of stories the Wei people liked to hear, and in the past two days, he also began to tell the story of "Du Shi Niang's Angry Sinking Hundred Treasure Chests", which won full applause, and the number of diners who gathered around the north gate to listen to books every day also increased.

"Sir, my master is invited!" Finally on the fifth day, Jin Yao finally attracted the attention of the largest wine shop in Daliang City, and sent someone to invite him into the city to tell stories in Dongxiangchun.

"Dong Xiangchun!" Jin Yao sighed.

This is the former prime minister of Wei, the wine shop founded by Bai Gui, including chess, wine, books, shooting and other entertainment, and naturally it is also an indispensable story of a storyteller.

The old site of Dong Xiangchun was originally in Anyi, but it is a pity that after the Wei State moved its capital, Anyi was also occupied by the Qin State, and Dong Xiangchun also opened a branch in Daliang.

As for why Jin Yao knew the origin of Dong Xiangchun, it has to be said that the Mo family and the Bai family have historical entanglements, in general, the Bai family is the creditor of the Mo family, and the Mo family owed this debt to the Bai family and gave up to recover it.

Jin Yao sighed, what should be paid back always has to be returned, this is not a natural cycle, retribution is not happy, or fell into the Bai family trading company to work.

"Please!" Jin Yao followed Dong Xiangchun's deacon disciples out of the north gate and strode towards the city.

"Bai's trading company, the price is fair, Tong Su is not bullied, the world knows, if Mr. is willing to come to my Dong Xiangchun to tell a story, you only need to tell a story for an hour every day, Dong Xiangchun provides a table of banquets, a monthly money and a gold, diners reward money by Mr. himself, Mr.'s story, I Dong Xiangchun will also buy at a suitable price, and tell stories with other Bai's wine shops!" Dong Xiangchun's steward did not meet Jin Yao directly, but discussed with Jin Yao through the curtain.

Jin Yao listened to the price code offered by Dong Xiangchun, it is indeed Tong Suo, and it is very rich, the general wine shop will not spend money to buy the story at all, after all, there is no copyright in this era, and the reward money will also be shared with the wine shop, the conditions given by Dong Xiangchun are indeed the best in the past few days.

The most important thing is that behind Dong Xiangchun is the Bai family, a veteran aristocrat of the Wei State, who can access the powerful people of the current Wei State, including Xinling Jun!

"Is it so important to be in charge?" Jin Yao was a little surprised, he couldn't do it, Dong Xiangchun had such treatment for every storyteller.

"Mr. is out of his own house, and I Dong Xiangchun is also to make friends with Mr. and Mr. behind his back!" Dong Xiangchun said with a smile.

"I see!" Jin Yao nodded, and then agreed to Dong Xiangchun's invitation.

"Will you start talking today, or do you need to go back and prepare?" The boss continued to ask.

"Today! It's also to let the boss know that it's worth the money! Jin Yao smiled, took a fan and a piece of startling wood and walked to the chess table in the center of the restaurant.

Originally, this chess table was invited by Dong Xiangchun to play on the big stage when the scholars in the chess club had an amazing game, but not every day there is a chess game that can be played on the big stage, and there is no today, so Jin Yao also came to the big stage and sat down.

Dong Xiangchun's deacon also has a good professional quality, and introduced Jin Yao's identity to the surrounding diners, a disciple of the family, who was temporarily hired with a lot of money.

"What is the main dish of Dong Xiangchun today?" Jin Yao looked at the deacon and asked in a low voice.

"Sweet and sour fish head!" The deacon didn't know what Jin Yao meant, but he still answered, and then asked someone to send a sweet and sour fish head.

"Deacon, sit down, too!" Jin Yao asked the deacon to sit down.

The deacon was puzzled, didn't he tell a story, why did he ask himself to sit down, so he looked up at the private room on the second floor, where was the steward's room, and only sat down after getting a nod from behind the private room, wondering what Jin Yao wanted to do.

The diners around were also curious, didn't they tell a story, why did they sit and eat?

"I may not believe it, but when I can remember, my family was very poor, and it was rare to eat fish once a month. Therefore, every time he ate fish, my father would first put the fish head in his own bowl, just like this. Jin Yao said and put the fish head into his bowl.

The deacon was slightly stunned, then sighed and said, "Who is not, when I was young, my parents were the same!" ”

The diners around were stunned, it turned out that the storytelling had begun, but they realized it later, and they couldn't help but think of their parents at home, and then look at the table full of delicacies, do their parents have such a delicacy?

"They always pick out the meat from the belly, remove the spines, and leave the last meat for me!" Jin Yao's voice was full of emotion, and he said with emotion, crying like a complaint, which made people cry.

The diners were even more ashamed, Confucianism said, three times a day, I think about my body, should I also ask myself when eating, such food, parents and children have eaten?

The deacon listened to Jin Yao's words and was very moved, but when he saw that there was only a plate full of juice and a few vegetable leaves, he hesitated.

"I was ignorant at the time, so I would clamo for my parents to eat fish heads, but my parents always touched my head lovingly and said, silly child, parents love to eat fish heads!" Jin Yao continued.

"Yes, parents always save the best for their children!" Many of the diners secretly wept and aroused filial piety.

The deacon looked at the dish on the table again, and then couldn't help it, "But, sir, it's sweet and sour fish head!" ”

"Poof~" The diners listened to the deacon's words, a sip of old wine spurted out, Lao Tzu thought it was a story full of filial piety, but the peak turned around, the mountain road turned eighteen bends, and I was stunned that I didn't bend over!