In the end, after she threw out the usual money, the guy completely believed that this little bit was really rich.

The look in the man's eyes was immediately different.

"Hey, the food will be coming soon!" Guy accompanied by a business smile.

Ning Xin waited for a while, and soon two signature dishes were served on the table.

One is the duck winter melon pot, and the other is the white jade tofu.

The aroma of the duck stew was overflowing, and this was the smell she had just smelled outside.

The white jade tofu is soft and smooth, and after cooking, it is charred on the outside and tender on the inside, golden in color and mellow in taste.

Although they are all good dishes, perhaps because they are used to eating Li Gui's craftsmanship, they always feel as if something is missing when they eat things outside.

Ning Xin pulled the rice into her mouth while pondering how to wait for her and her father to move to Fucheng, without Grandpa Li cooking.

There is also the stubborn old man of Fourth Uncle Yu, although his temper is a bit of a donkey, he still protects her and her father......

She has been in this world for a few months, and apart from her father, she basically spends the longest time with Yu's fourth uncle Li Gui.

It is longer than the old lady Ning, the eldest brother Ning, and Ning Xiaorong.

Although there was a calculation at first, the human heart is flesh and blood.

Her relationship with these two old men also slowly grew as they got along day after day.

Before she crossed over, Ning Xin was lonely and widowed, with no parents and relatives, only work.

So after having it, she was even more reluctant to separate.

What if they persuaded the two old men to come to Fucheng with them?

Ning Xin was full of cranky thoughts, but after thinking about it, she felt that it was unlikely, after all, Fourth Uncle Yu was still the patriarch of the village......

The two "pops" disturbed Ning Xin's thoughts.

She looked up and saw that there was a storyteller standing in front of the restaurant at some point.

As soon as Xingmu patted it, all the diners were attracted to him.

"Storytelling, singing, and persuading people, the three main roads go to the center. Good and evil will be rewarded in the end, and the right way in the world is the vicissitudes of life! ”

Ning Xin: This is the first time she has really seen the appearance of an ancient storyteller.

Tall and thin, wearing a long shirt, with a thin mouth, a neat mouth, and a very crisp speech.

The pace of the lectures is better than that of the special teachers in Ning Xin's district.

"I'm going to tell you a ...... today."

He was telling a story in Xiaoxiaosheng's book, and Ning Xin had read a lot of Xiaoxiaosheng's books in order to write a book.

She's also seen this one.

But the form of expression of words and language is different, and a rather thin story has a little more flavor in the storyteller's mouth.

The more Ning Xin listened, the more energetic she became, and she shouted several times with everyone.

The storyteller left a sentence and withdrew, "Let's listen to the next breakdown."

Diners are stuck halfway through listening to the story, and it's not uncomfortable to scratch their hearts and livers.

Or the shopkeeper of the restaurant came out to play a round, saying that he would come over at the same time tomorrow to continue.

Ning Xin thought it was quite interesting.

This storyteller is clearly for the restaurant to solicit customers, and the restaurant gives him a share.

In order to listen to a passage from him, maybe someone will come to this restaurant tomorrow to eat.

Thinking about it this way, if there were a few storytellers under him, wouldn't he have mastered the advertising media of the entire prefecture?

How much money does this have to make?

Thinking of this, she jumped down from the table to talk to the storyteller.

"Have you eaten?"

It's still the same guy just now, who greeted him with a smile on his face.

Ning Xin was afraid that the storyteller would run away, so she had to quickly pay the bill.

But her pocket was too small, and when she took out the money, she couldn't help but drop two silver ingots and come out.

There are seven or eight taels.

The man's eyelids twitched, he never expected this girl to have so much money on her.

After Ning Xin paid the money, she quickly ran out of the restaurant, looked left and right, and happened to see a corner of the storyteller's robe.

"Sir! Wait a minute! She chased after her little short legs.

I don't know if the man was too fast or if she was too slow, so she ran straight down the street to catch up with the storyteller.

"You...... You call me? ”

Ning Xin wore a goose yellow dress today.

Because the weather was still a little cold, Ning Chengwen specially dressed her in a small light purple cloak.

The two little ones were tied with goose-yellow headbands, and the rest hung down on their shoulders.

Beneath the flush bangs are a pair of round black eyes, and the small face is slightly red from running.

Ning Chengwen, the iron rooster, spares no effort in spending money on his daughter, and the clothes on her body are not bad.

At first glance, she looks like a rich family's little daughter.

"Is this little lady looking for something?"

"Huhu ......" Ning Xin took a breath and said, "Something, I want to ask Mr. how many times a day he talks about books, but he still makes money?" ”

The storyteller was stunned, not understanding why the girl was asking herself.

But he still answered honestly: "Three times a day, I have to share the money with the book club, and I can barely earn enough money." ”

"Book Club?"

The storyteller nodded, "Yes, the book club." ”

Only then did Ning Xin know that the golden idea she thought had been implemented for many years in ancient times.

This so-called book club is to gather the storytellers together and arrange the location and place of their storytelling.

Some of the contents of the books they talked about recently were also bought back from the authors.

Including the one that smiled just now.

It is equivalent to buying the audio copyright of the author's book.

But the money earned by the storyteller should be divided with the book club, and part of it will be taken for the copyright and part of it will be taken for the location, and there will not be much in the hands of the individual in the end anyway.

So don't look at this person who is so popular in the restaurant, but in fact, his income may not even be able to afford a full meal in a day.

Ning Xin didn't quite understand: "They squeezed you so much, why can't you do it alone?" ”

The storyteller smiled bitterly and shook his head: "All storytellers in Fucheng must join the book club. ”

"There's the next one to catch up, so I'll go first."

The storyteller lifted his robe and left.

When his back disappeared into the corner of the street, the abacus in Ning Xin's mind was still crackling.

According to what the man said just now, there are more than 100 storytellers in Fucheng together, three times a day per person.

Take three points from the restaurant's commission, and according to the traffic of the restaurant just now, they earn at least two taels of silver a day.

Those who have a bad location may earn less, but there are also one or two per person on average.

Even if it's three or seven points, you can earn thirty taels a day without doing anything.

It's a good deal that fell from the sky, why can't she do it......

Listening to the words of the person just now, Ning Xin knew that there must be a relationship in the underworld, and she had no chance in this matter.

He was walking back dejectedly, when suddenly there was a rush of footsteps behind him.

As soon as Ning Xin wanted to look back, a pair of big hands appeared behind her and covered her mouth.

She was lifted up in the air.

Immediately after, a familiar voice sounded behind him.

"Boss, that's what I'm talking about, she has a lot of money on her, I don't believe you can flip it through yourself!"

As he spoke, the man turned to Ning Xin's eyes, and it was the young man in the restaurant just now.

Finished! You shouldn't have shown your wealth just now!

Ning Xin regretted it.

The guy in the restaurant wanted to untie the purse around her waist with bad intentions, but he was caught up in a cold piece of iron against his throat -

"Hmm, hmm......" Xiao Budian was covered with his mouth and couldn't speak, and could only use a pair of big eyes to convey emotions.

"Let me go, or I'll scare you!"