Gradually, Jiang Ling also felt some different tastes, and listening to others say that books are different from reading them by himself. Storytellers eat in this profession, and naturally they have some skills.

Under the interpretation of the storyteller, her protagonist Gu An seems to have come to life.

"Smack! Find out what happens next, and listen to the next breakdown. ”

In a few moments, the entire content of the serialization in the newspaper was finished. After listening to the vial, he silently compared it in his heart, I'm sorry, Miss, it's really too blunt for you to compare, or the storyteller is more vivid and interesting.

Some people are excited to hear it, how can they wait for the next time: "Mr. Wu, continue to speak, it will really whet people's appetite if it is broken at the critical point." ”

"yes, how can we sleep when we get home. Sir again. ”

Someone directly sacrificed the Dafa of money. Money can make ghosts grind, but there is no way to make Mr. Wu say one more word.

Mr. Wu looked at the applause in the room, and wanted to continue to talk about the copper coins rewarded, but unfortunately Mr. Youlin only serialized it once in the newspaper. I'm really looking forward to the second time that Mr. Youlin wrote, it doesn't matter if there is money or not, the key is fun, and the guests of the teahouse like it.

"I'm sorry everyone, it's really Mr. Youlin who only wrote here, and when a new issue of Haichao magazine comes out, I will definitely continue this regret for you." Mr. Wu arched his hand, and then turned away without hesitation.

"Eh, don't go!" Someone is dissatisfied.

"Mr. Wu is right, can't Mr. Youlin write faster?" Some people think that Youlin writes too slowly, and they can't wait for Youlin to open the bow left and right and write 10,000 words every day.

"I still remember that my family had the same attitude towards the idea that I wanted to study, but unfortunately I didn't have Gu An's talent, so I could only stay in the county to be an accountant by virtue of knowing a few words. I hope that Gu An will be able to rise smoothly in the future. "This is pinning his wishes on Gu An.

"That persimmon, the process of making it is quite detailed, but you can give it a try." It's a brilliant mind who wants to make a fortune.

Mr. Wu left, but the people in the teahouse did not disperse, but discussed with each other.

The shopkeeper of the teahouse looked at the entire teahouse full of people and smiled from ear to ear, and wrapped a generous moisturizing fee for Mr. Wu.

"Mr. Wu said it well! Today's guests are all dependent on Mr., when will Mr. tomorrow come? What do I need to prepare? The shopkeeper asked diligently,

"Where I said it well. It's Mr. Youlin who is talented, and it's the same for anyone. Shopkeeper, you still don't have too much expectations, tomorrow at the same time to talk about the same content, it will be difficult to have so many people. I still have to wait for Mr. Youlin's second time. "Mr. Wu didn't dare to let the shopkeeper have too high expectations, after all, the higher the expectations, the greater the disappointment.

"You are too modest, not everyone can tell Mr. Youlin's novel so well, you are a person who has the ability. Where can the tea house see the feet of the guests? Or are you speaking it well. Don't worry, I know, the next issue of Haichao will be published on October 16, and if I grab it, I will be the first to send it to you. "The shopkeeper has a hunch that the next issue of Haichao will be very popular.

"Then thank you to the shopkeeper." Mr. Wu had the same hunch, and when he bought the October 1 issue, it was the last in the bookstore. The bookstore at home is far away, and whether the next issue can be bought is still two words.

"Thank you, Mr. Wu! You walk slowly. ”

"Don't send it anymore, it's going to torment me if you send it again, goodbye!"

Jiang Ling sat for a while, listening to the discussion of her novel in the teahouse, and only felt that there was no useful news, so he patted the shoulder of the vial and wanted to leave.

The small bottle listened to it with relish, and listened to the discussion of the guests of the teahouse, but I didn't realize that there was still this meaning here, and there was there...... Alas, the author of Qingyun Road is obviously by her side, and she doesn't know the eldest lady as well as others, which is really her failure.

"Miss, are we going home?" The little bottle reluctantly glanced at the teahouse, but she hadn't heard it all.

"No, we're going to lie down in the county office." Jiang Ling said.

"But it's not early, the county government is far away, what should I do if there is a curfew?" The vial walked two steps quickly to follow Jiang Ling and asked. Why doesn't the eldest lady go out, and when she goes out, it seems that she has to make up for the few days she didn't go out.

"I have something important to ask to see Uncle Zeng Shi, how can I delay. The curfew is over, just let Uncle Zeng Shi open a note, and the left and right Yin County will be under the control of the county order. Jiang Ling quickened his pace, it would be best if he could go back before the curfew, otherwise his mother would be worried.

Walking to the back, it had turned into a vial and walked in front of Jiang Ling, Jiang Ling followed behind panting, she felt that this was more than her usual amount of exercise in a month.

Finally arrived at Zeng's house, Jiang Ling crossed his waist with his left hand, and patted his chest with his right hand. The vial went to the door to fasten the door.

The person who came to open the door was called Ah Fu and knew the vial, so he asked Jiang Ling and the vial to wait in the flower hall, and he went to pass it on.

Soon Zeng Hong and his wife Xu Ru arrived at the flower hall.

Jiang Ling got up and saluted: "I took the liberty to visit, there are many disturbances, and I really have something urgent to tell Uncle Shi." I hope that Uncle and Aunt Shi will forgive me. ”

"Are you in trouble?" This is Zeng Hong's first reaction, he is an old friend's child, and he has to take care of it.

Xu Ru saw that the baby fat on Jiang Ling's cheeks had not completely dissipated, so she only felt that this child was very likable, and she didn't mind, but beckoned Jiang Ling to sit down: "Sit down quickly, you won't be too tired to panic when you stand and talk about things." ”

"Thank you, Auntie. Uncle Shi is like this......" Jiang Ling elaborated on the news that Beiqu Lane asked.

At first, Zeng Hong didn't care, but the more he listened, the more focused he became.

Xu Ru also knew that this matter was not trivial, and he couldn't let the servants who couldn't stop the door listen to it and talk nonsense, so he dismissed the idle people in time.

"Uncle Shi, I wonder if there is any news from Pingbo Mansion?" Jiang Ling asked.

"I haven't been, I think the thief hasn't invaded Pingbo Mansion yet." Zeng Hong replied. Pingbo Mansion is near the sea, if the East Thief really hits Pingbo Mansion, then the territory is really not small, and it can be said that it is a separatist party.

"Uncle Shi, the number of beggars in Beiqu Lane is too large compared to previous years, so what about Nanwan Street in addition to Beiqu Lane? What about the whole of Yin County? Jiang Ling said vaguely. The people who were separated from Pingbo Mansion by two prefectures flowed to Yin County, so how much they were afraid of the Eastern Heavenly King.

Zeng Hong frowned, he hadn't paid attention before, but now he thought more than Jiang Ling. Regardless of whether the thief is a grasshopper after autumn or a weed under the spring breeze, Yinxian County and Pingbo Mansion must prepare early.

"I don't know how many thieves are under the command of the East Thief? Is there a thief head on it? ”

"At present, I have heard that the thief claims to be 100,000 people, and it is said that there is a younger brother who claims to be God, and the thief wants to call him Heavenly Father."

"The East Thief ......"

Zeng Hong and Jiang Ling asked and answered, and before they knew it, they had passed the curfew. We also had dinner together in the middle.

Jiang Ling almost forgot that Liu Zhi was still waiting for her at home, but fortunately, Xu Ru was thoughtful and sent someone to deliver the letter in advance.

After the matter was discussed, Jiang Ling felt a little dry throat and drank a full cup of tea.

Zeng Hong thanked solemnly: "I really want to thank my niece for reminding me, you can take this piece." Let Ah Fu and Ah Lu send you home. ”

Jiang Ling hurriedly put down the cup and saluted back: "Where, I have been taken care of by Uncle Shi since I came to Yinxian County, and I just thought that it would be better to help Uncle Shi." And where are the chickens and dog thieves in Yinxian under Uncle Shi, I just go back with the vial. ”

Before Zeng Hong could speak, Xu Ru refused and there were two more people: "No, if something happens to you, how can I explain to Mrs. Jiang." Qinglan, Qingmei, you also go with you. ”

In the end, Jiang Ling couldn't refuse, and returned to Jiang's house under escort. Jiang's house was brightly lit, and there was even a smell of fireworks, obviously Liu Zhi had been waiting for Jiang Ling, and the meal was also hot over and over again, just to let Jiang Ling eat a mouthful of hot.

"I'm back." Liu Zhi carried the lantern and stood under the apricot tree, and did not ask Jiang Ling what he was doing, but with a gentle face, he added a cloak to Jiang Ling and hugged her into the house.

"Mother's ......"

"I know you're a successful child, and there must be a reason why you've come back so late, and Mrs. Zeng has sent someone to come. We'll talk about it tomorrow! Willow interrupted.

"Okay, I'll tell my mother about it tomorrow." Jiang Ling replied.