Chapter 52: The King of Storytellers
Zhao Rui was not in a hurry to deal with this matter.
In his opinion, Chun Lai is just a clown jumping off the beam, and it has no impact on the bottom of the lake at all.
"Alright, you can go." Zhao Rui waved his hand at the strong man like a fly.
The strong man fled as if he had left the store, and he didn't look back.
"Alright, you all go to work, don't mess around here." Zhao Rui immediately drove the rest of the guys away.
Zhao Rui stayed for a while and left the bottom of the lake.
……
A month flies by.
The expansion of Xiaoyaoju was completed immediately, and Hudi Lao opened several more branches, all of which were connected together.
As for the Liu family's mansion.
Zhao Rui specially sent someone to ask, and the transformation was almost the same.
Early that morning, Zhao Rui was still lying on his bed, asleep soundly.
"Knock knock—" There was a sharp knock on the door outside.
"Who?" Zhao Rui sat up from the quilt and asked with sleepy eyes.
Autumn has gradually come to an end, and winter has begun to probe in Linjiang County.
A cool breeze blew in through the window, and although there was a stove in the house, it still made Zhao Rui shiver.
"It's cold." While speaking, Zhao Rui still left the bed and got dressed.
There was also a voice outside the door.
"Yes, Zhao Rui." It was Jiang Hanshuang.
"It turned out to be Miss Xiaoshuang! You wait, I didn't come out right away. ”
Hearing that it was Jiang Hanshuang's voice, Zhao Rui's movements on his hands sped up a lot.
Soon.
Zhao Rui patted the clothes on his body, and now that the temperature has dropped, Zhao Rui has also put on a cotton suit.
"Here we are." He hurried to the gate and opened it.
Jiang Hanshuang is wearing a green cloth skirt today, wrapped in a peach-colored flower jacket on the outside, and a gray squirrel-colored cloak hanging behind her.
Thinking that the weather was the reason, the little nose was red from the cold.
"Miss Frost, is there something wrong?" Zhao Rui was a little puzzled by Jiang Hanshuang's arrival.
Jiang Hanshuang sniffled and spoke slowly.
"The Liu family's mansion has been renovated, and I was about to find those singers as you said before, so I came to you to accompany me."
I see.
Zhao Rui nodded, and then remembered that he had indeed told Jiang Hanshuang before that he wanted to transform the Liu family's mansion into a goulan.
"Okay, let's go now."
Jiang Hanshuang nodded slightly, took Zhao Rui's hand, and took him out of the room.
Zhao Rui felt the residual warmth from Jiang Hanshuang's little hand, and was a little uncomfortable.
He smiled awkwardly, but said nothing.
"Miss Jiang, where are we going to find someone now?" Zhao Rui remembered it at this time, and thought that he was asking Jiang Hanshuang who he was looking for.
Jiang Hanshuang hesitated for a while, and finally said.
"Let's go find the storyteller first."
"The king of storytelling?" Hearing this nickname, Zhao Rui couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth, a little middle two, this name.
But Zhao Rui still didn't question it, and the two set off.
Along the way, there are a lot fewer pedestrians, and the weather is not a good time for the poor right now.
If you are not in good health and have no cotton clothes and pants, you are likely to freeze to death this winter.
Jiang Hanshuang took Zhao Rui's hand and came to the teahouse until he stopped.
Zhao Rui also saw the destination, and he sighed.
"It turned out to be in a teahouse, and I haven't been to the teahouse for a long time."
The last time I came to the teahouse, I followed Kang An to find Duan San......
Jiang Hanshuang smiled and said, "This storytelling king, when he is fine, he will stay in the teahouse." ”
"What's more, in this weather, there are more people going to the teahouse, and he will definitely be there."
Zhao Rui nodded and said, "Let's go and have a look first." ”
The two walked into the teahouse.
Before Zhao Rui could find someone, there was a sound in a corner of the teahouse.
"It is said that the world is divided into three parts, and it must be divided for a long time, and it must be divided for a long time. In Hao County, there are three such characters......"
When Zhao Rui heard this, he immediately heard it.
This is not the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, Liu Guan and Zhang Taoyuan's righteousness.
Zhao Rui hurriedly patted Jiang Hanshuang's shoulder and said, "Miss Jiang, the one who wants to sit in that corner is the king of storytelling!" ”
Jiang Hanshuang's gaze moved over there, and she could barely discern the silhouette of the people inside through the crowd around her.
"Yes, it's him, let's go."
Zhao Rui hurriedly walked to the crowd.
In the crowd at this time, there was an old man sitting with a square table in front of him.
The old man was talking endlessly, and the people around him were listening with great interest.
Zhao Rui and Jiang Hanshuang glanced at each other, and Zhao Rui understood what Jiang Hanshuang meant.
Now everyone is listening to the old man's commentary, and it must not be interrupted.
The two had no choice but to stand at the edge of the crowd and wait patiently for the old man to finish.
……
"This Liu Guanzhang three brothers, set up a desk under the peach orchard, three bowls of wine to eat, the three of them worship as brothers, do not seek to be born on the same day and month of the same year, but to die on the same day of the same month."
"I know what will happen next, please listen to the next breakdown!"
Smack-
As the old man took a picture of the board, today's storytelling ended here.
Everyone listened and still couldn't get enough, but everyone knew the old man's temper, the old man only spoke once a day, and no matter how much money he gave, it was impossible to break the rules.
Zhao Rui watched the crowd disperse, knowing that the time had come, and hurriedly stepped forward with Jiang Hanshuang.
"Old gentleman." Zhao Rui said very respectfully.
The old man didn't look up, he just packed his luggage by himself, and a hoarse sound came from his throat.
"There is only one commentary a day, and if you two still want to listen to it again, let's wait until tomorrow."
Jiang Hanshuang felt a little funny, and hurriedly said with disgust, "Old man Wang! When are you still putting up a shelf?"
The old man raised his head suddenly, and when he saw Jiang Hanshuang, his eyes immediately glowed.
"Jiang girl, it turned out to be you, you girl, you haven't come to see me for so long!"
Jiang Hanshuang pouted and said, "Old man Wang, I've been too busy lately, didn't I come to see you, Xiao Er, bring a pot of tea!"
Old man Wang looked at Jiang Hanshuang with a smile, as if he was looking at his granddaughter.
The old man's real name is Wang Fuxing.
Wang Fuxing said with a smile, "It's good to come, hehe......"
Here, the guy also brought the tea, and the three of them sat down.
Jiang Hanshuang didn't sell it, and explained his intention straight to the point.
"Old man Wang, I'm here today to ask for your help."
Wang Fuxing didn't care much about it, and said, "Jiang girl, when you still want me to help, say it, if I can help, I will definitely help." ”
Jiang Hanshuang paused for a moment and said, "I want you to go to my store to comment on the story." ”
Wang Fuxing's face changed, and he said, "I'm used to being casual, if I keep commenting in one place, I'm afraid I'll have to suffocate my ......."