Seeing that Gu Huai's eyes were a little straight, Xiao Yu's eyes on the side turned and straightened her nose: "My young lady is good-looking, right?" ”

"Your young lady?" Gu Huai turned his gaze, "The owner of the hook column... Do you want to act on stage yourself? ”

"Isn't it like the other people in the Goulan pretending to be Guanyin," Xiaoyu sat closer, "The osmanthus cake you ate that day was made by Miss, does Childe think it's delicious?" ”

"It's delicious," Gu Huai nodded, "What do you say?" ”

"Do you still want to eat?"

"Good guy, it turned out that you were waiting for me here," Gu Huai peeled a peanut, "This is to do business with me?" Osmanthus cake for story? ”

Thinking that there are fewer and fewer people who come to listen to stories these days, and there will definitely be fewer people watching the drama in two days, and then thinking about the fact that Miss has worked hard to write stories these days but is always dissatisfied...

Xiaoyu nodded, and there was a big intention to steal the osmanthus cake after the negotiation was completed.

Gu Huai shook his head, thinking to himself, does your young lady know that you sell the osmanthus cake she made at such a clear price?

But you can still think about it... Of course, it's not because of the maid Xiaoyu's hopeful gaze, but whether this can achieve the situation he imagined.

To be honest, he was still very disappointed when he came to this hook bar a few days ago, after all, it was for the people at the bottom of the market, and the business was inevitably too bad.

But looking at it this way today... It turns out that he still underestimated the tick bar too much.

Just a story can make Goolan bloom with this kind of vitality, such a simple prop, can make the audience have this reaction, which is enough to show the lack of entertainment in this era and the tolerance of Goolan guests in this era.

And he didn't think about the tick bar in the first place to make money... The perfume shop is enough to make money, but as long as the hook bar is popular enough, the audience is enough, and the public opinion in the market... It's actually very easy to control.

And what is the representative of the Ming and Qing dynasties in the history of Chinese literature? It's a novel, which proves the correctness of the market.

He still has a lot of good stories, and the original books must not have been read in vain, and you can remember it after a while, and the works that have worked hard by literary masters will definitely cause a trend in the market.

It just so happens that there is a hook bar next door to my house, and it just so happens that this hook bar has not been doing well recently...

The time and place are favorable, and the people are all occupied, wouldn't this business be a loss?

Gu Huai stopped peeling peanuts and patted the crumbs off his hands: "It's not impossible." ”

He stopped Xiaoyu, who turned around and jumped up, and turned around and wanted to steal the osmanthus cake: "Don't worry, don't worry... Can I talk to your young lady? ”

Xiaoyu became vigilant: "What does Childe want to do?" ”

"Your eyes... I don't think much about your young lady, don't worry," Gu Huai couldn't cry or laugh, "It's just that I want to talk about some business with your young lady." ”

"You don't want to use perfume."

"It's not a perfume," Gu Huai shook his head, "Have you been lacking in stories lately?" ”

Xiao Yu nodded.

"I have a story, and it happens that I also have some spare money, so I think I can do a business with Goolan," Gu Huai glanced back at the stage that had already closed the curtain, as well as the spectators who were still unsatisfied, "What do you think?" ”

Xiao Yu's eyes became more vigilant: "Miss has taught me, and I have nothing to do..."

"It's either a traitor or a thief, right?"

Gu Huai smiled: "I think about it a lot... Hurry up and ask your young lady to come out, such a good business is rare. ”

"The first tick column in Beiping, isn't it very exciting to listen to?"

......

"I won't sell it."

The woman who was still pretending to be Guanyin on the stage just now walked to the table and sat down, and the first sentence expressed her determination.

She pursed her lips: "Childe was very kind before, the little woman thanked me here, but the hook bar is a group of hard-working people begging for a living, I'm afraid I can't help the son of anything, if the son likes to listen to the drama and can come often, why spend money to buy the hook column?" ”

Words are no problem... Gu Huai wasn't too surprised, but he still had some doubts.

Why didn't the woman sitting across from her look at people squarely?

Although it was a bit rude for me to ask to buy half of the hook bar as soon as I came to the door, this was obviously talking to myself, but he was looking behind him with blank eyes?

But the woman doesn't look like she's blind when she walks... After a while, he suddenly came over: "The girl's eyes are not good? ”

The woman was also stunned: "It's a little unclear..."

"Can't see far or near?"

After a pause, the woman was a little confused: "Far away." ”

It turned out to be myopia... However, it is rare to be short-sighted to this extent, just across a table, and both big eyes are a little dazed.

There is no such thing as myopic glasses in this era, watching the woman squint her eyes and want to see her appearance clearly, Gu Huai is a little crying and laughing, such a beautiful face... This kind of action is really a bit ruinous.

But it's also a little cute.

He put down the teacup and went back to the topic: "Listen to Xiaoyu, the girl likes to write stories very much?" ”

"Forced to make a living... In the past, if you want to tell stories and act, most of them are to find those storytellers who come and go from north to south to buy some stories, and the little girl has read some books, so she wants to write them herself. ”

She smiled lightly: "It's just that it's not well written, and it's not liked by the audience." ”

In order to let the woman let go of her vigilance, Gu Huai revealed some of the copper smell of the businessman: "Below is the owner of the shop next door, and the girl must also know that the prospect of the hook bar is very optimistic below, and what you lack is just a good story." ”

"It just so happens that there are a lot of stories below, but I don't have much time to write them down, and I don't have time to supplement them," Gu Huai's slender fingers tapped the table, "So the girl thought that there was some intention in the lower tick bar, it was really a misunderstanding." ”

"Who doesn't want a good story to be sung among the people, and if it can still make money, it will be even more perfect."

"I make a story, and I also make money, and I want half of the profit from the hook column."

Gu Huai's smile was quite tempting: "Of course, the hook bar is still the girl's hook column, and I won't point fingers at the bottom, can those stories satisfy the audience, and the girl can also make an evaluation after listening to them, how about it?" ”

This looks like a shrewd businessman, and the woman hesitated for a long time, but did not refuse.

Hook bar really needs money and stories, she, a woman, can she really hold up this hook bar? Looking at the popularity of "Painted Skin" now, the monthly money should be able to be sent out next month, but what about next month?

She wasn't sure.

Seeing that the deal was not rejected, Gu Huai breathed a sigh of relief, and he stretched out his hand: "Gu Huai." ”

The woman was stunned, and only after a moment did she realize the meaning of this action, she hesitated for a moment, and held the hand that was stretched out: "Liu Yanmo." ”

"The money will be sent later, Miss Liu, do you want to listen to the story first?"

"Okay."

The curtain on the stage was reopened, and the play was over, and naturally the old storyteller started the next show.

Gu Huai looked at the movement over there, recalled it, and said softly:

"This story is called "Journey to the West"..."