A mother-in-law stood in front of the Lin family and reported, "Madam, the old slave went out to buy just now, and saw a person standing sneakily at the door, the old slave quickly hid, and then the old slave followed him all the way, and found that he entered Youfu, and it didn't take long for the old slave to see him come out again." ”

"The old slave always remembered his wife's words, quietly followed, followed to a private school, and it didn't take long for him to return to Youfu, and finally to Dingguo Mansion."

After hearing these words, the Lin family could basically determine that the person who threatened Li Qing'e was someone from You Mansion, "I remember that there is a shop under my hand that is open next to Mrs. You's shop. ”

"And it's still the same type of store, you go and tell the shopkeeper to lower the price and attract all the customers of the shop next door."

Her move is to injure herself by 800 and injure 1,000 enemies, but if she can make the other party feel uncomfortable, she will be comfortable.

Afternoon.

Yun Chujiu came to Dongshi alone, and she went to one of the most famous teahouses, where a storyteller was happily telling stories.

Everyone listened to the book below, and when they were happy to hear it, they sent some money to the storyteller, and the rich people were generous, and they gave ten taels of silver or even one hundred taels of silver, and the poorer people also gave a few copper plates.

Yun Chujiu saw that the bowl in front of Mr. Storyteller was filled with silver after a while, and he was a little envious, it seemed that it was quite easy to make money by telling stories.

The storyteller held a fan in his hand, "I heard that the fifth lady of the Dingguo Mansion tamed a sweaty horse, she rode on the horseback and ran wildly, and the eldest lady of the You Mansion rode a black horse and chased the sweaty horse. ”

"And guess what? The sweaty horse was angry, galloped to the black horse, and threatened the black horse, and if the black horse dared to pass by it, it would trample the black horse to death, and the black horse trembled with fear, and then threw Miss You out of the horse. ”

After the storyteller finished speaking, he suddenly stopped, poured himself a glass of water leisurely, and drank it slowly, also observing the audience's reaction.

The audience suddenly became anxious, "And then?" Tell me, what's going on next? ”

Yunchu wine mixed in the crowd: "......"

Seeing that everyone liked the story very much, Mr. Storyteller smiled and continued: "Miss You left sadly, Miss Yun Wu not only appeased the sweaty horse, she also ran to appease the dark horse. ”

"The black horse rubbed her, and the sweaty horse got angry when he saw it, and ran to threaten the black horse, what a human sweaty horse, I really want to have a sweaty horse."

The storyteller spoke vividly and with rich expressions, he was alone and had a mouth, as if he had deduced the lively scene at that time.

The audience below listened in fascination.

The audience praised, "Miss Yun Wu is too powerful, didn't she grow up in the countryside?" How did she get to ride a horse? Riding or sweaty horses? ”

"I've seen that sweaty horse, I wanted to ride it once, and I was yelled at by it, and it was so fierce."

Yun Chujiu listened to them talk about herself, this feeling was very novel, she reached out and poked the shoulder of the person next to her, "Do you like to listen to stories?" ”

The man was a middle-aged man, he turned his head, saw that it was a little girl, and nodded, "Well, sometimes when you are tired from work, you come to listen to books, it's very interesting, and when you are unhappy, listen to it and the troubles will be gone." ”

Yun Chujiu's eyes lit up, "Is there a female gentleman who tells a story?" ”

"Nope." The middle-aged man shook his head, he paused, and suddenly reacted, "Little girl, you don't want to be a storyteller, you are so young, I advise you, don't be a storyteller, you won't be able to get married." ”

Yun Chujiu was puzzled, "Why?" ”

The middle-aged man kindly explained, "A better person will not want a storyteller to be the housewife, and everyone dislikes it as a concubine. ”

"If you don't lack money, why bother making that hard-earned money? To be honest, I've been listening to books for so long, and I haven't seen a female storyteller. ”

Yun Chujiu frowned, "Is it hard to tell stories?" ”

"What do you think?" The middle-aged man looked at Yun Chujiu like a fool, "Don't look at Mr. Storyteller, he has made so much money in this meeting, he needs to sit here all day, keep talking, and everyone won't give him money if they don't like the story they tell." ”

"In order to tell a compelling story, a storyteller needs to gather some information and then make up a story to tell, but be careful about what can be said and what cannot be said."

"If you offend someone by saying the wrong thing, you will die." The middle-aged man had a serious expression.

When Yun Chujiu heard this, she instantly dispelled the idea of being a storyteller, in order to prevent her from saying the wrong thing and offending people, she should not be a storyteller.

At this time, the storyteller told other stories, and Yun Chujiu took out a copper plate from his pocket and sent it to the storyteller.

Yun Chujiu listened for a while, and found that Mr. Storyteller really spoke very well, she listened to it with relish, Yun Chujiu took out a copper plate and gave it to Mr. Storyteller, and then continued to ask: "Do you know how many private schools there are in the capital?" ”

The middle-aged man shook his head, "I know that there are many private schools in the capital, but I don't know how many there are, and I haven't specifically counted them." ”

Yun Chujiu: "Okay. ”

Yun Chujiu listened to it for about an hour, saw that the time was almost up, went to Qingshi Lane to buy a delicious cake, and after eating, he went home, came to Wenwan Courtyard, and was full of interest, "Mother, I went to the teahouse just now, and the story told by Mr. Storyteller is very good." ”

The real and the false were mixed, and she listened excitedly.

Wen didn't expect her daughter to go to the teahouse to listen to the book, and said with a smile: "I can see that you are very happy." ”

Yun Chujiu smiled and said: "Well, I haven't heard of books before, and I don't know that there is a storyteller, I passed by that teahouse today, and I saw a lot of people sitting there, and I was curious to go in and listen, I was so fascinated by it that I almost forgot to go home." ”

She used to go to the most frequent places were pharmacies and food shops, and every day she was either practicing martial arts, or studying medicine, cooking, planting flowers and vegetables, and digging in the mountains when there was a shortage of medicinal materials, and she would go to the mountains when there were patients looking for her treatment, and rarely went out to hang out.

The master asked her to go out and hang out more, but she refused, she didn't like to hang out.

Because she wants to work harder and learn more about what she likes, so that she can better protect herself and never go hungry again.

Wen saw some broken hair falling from Yun Chujiu's ear, pinned the broken hair behind her ear for her, and smiled dotingly, "Did you have the idea of becoming a storyteller at that time?" ”

"It was seen by my mother." Yun Chujiu smiled shyly, "I did have this idea at the time, but that uncle said that Mr. Storyteller is not good, and if he says the wrong thing, he will offend people, and if it is serious, he will die." ”

If she was alone, it would be fine, but now that there are so many people in the Dingguo Mansion behind her, she must be more cautious in doing things.

(End of chapter)