"Anyway, there won't be anyone living here, so you can live here, since my mother has promised to let you work in the store, I won't charge you money." Qian Zheng is in charge.

Lu Youwei nodded, put down the simple burden in his hand, and followed Qian Zheng to familiarize himself with the basic situation of the inn.

Ping An Inn looks very big, but there are only four people in total, including the proprietress Qian, the chef Lao Zhang in the back kitchen, and Qian Zheng and Lu Youwei.

Lu Youwei's job in the inn is to help greet guests during meals, and after cleaning and doing things at other times, he can rest.

In general, with the salary he wants, these jobs are already quite a lot.

Qian looks very fierce, but she is not bad, as long as she does what she tells you to do, she will basically ignore you.

In addition, seeing Lu Youwei doing his work is quite eye-catching, he is even more satisfied.

After all, she doesn't pay much, so it's definitely worth the money.

Because of being in the town, the inn closes quite early, and there are basically no guests after dark, plus there is no one living in the inn.

After finishing their work, they had dinner together and went back to their respective places.

Lu Youwei's seal of the immeasurable secret at this time was also automatically lifted, he roughly recalled the memories of the day, and nodded with satisfaction, in this place, he felt that he could stay for a while.

The people in the inn are quite nice.

However, he still felt that there was one place that he was not satisfied with, that is, he had set before, sealing the memory during the day and lifting the seal at night.

He hadn't felt anything before, but now he suddenly felt wrong.

It's not that the direction is wrong, but it can be improved, for example, you can continue to seal memories during the day, and at night, you can restore some of the tampered memories.

For example, tampering with memories, he is a person who writes Yawen's Journey to the West, and he originally had these contents in his head.

He also wondered that the Yawen Journey to the West he wrote was the same as Wen Guanhou, but there was no way, there was the content of the story in his mind.

In order not to cause trouble, he just wrote the content of these stories, and did not intend to let others know about them, so as not to cause trouble.

If such a tampering with memory is not written as Wenguan Hou Lu Fang, but as Lu Youwei, a lame and down-and-out hunter, will there be any unexpected gains?

"Hopefully it will help."

Lu Fang shook his head with a wry smile, spread out the rice paper and dipped it in ink and began to write the second chapter of Yawen's Journey to the West, and sure enough, it was still very hard.

Just a few days have passed, and it has rained heavily this day, even if it is a meal, there are no guests in the inn.

Qian searched around, but didn't find Qian Zheng, scolded "little rabbit cub", handed the Da Zhou Wen Bao in his hand to Lu Youwei and said, "Aren't you also literate?" It just so happens that there is no one now, so you come and read me the latest elegant essay written by Wen Guanhou. ”

Lao Zhang, the chef who was idle on the side, hurriedly ran over and said courteously to Qian: "The boss lady drinks tea." ”

Because Qian's husband was gone a few years ago, the chef Lao Zhang has been staying in the inn, just to pursue Qian's, anyway, he will be courteous whenever he has time.

"What are you doing here? Is the kitchen all tidied up? Qian frowned and asked, seeing Lao Zhang nodding with a smile, she shook her head, and didn't pay attention to him anymore, but looked at Lu Youwei and urged: "Read it." ”

"I heard that if you read these Yawen often, you can get the fragrance of books and extraordinary power to become a monk, if it weren't for the fact that I don't know much literacy, I must have been reading it all the time."

"Qian Zheng, that little rabbit cub, thinks about the girl of the Zhao family every day, and doesn't bother to look at these elegant texts, it's really not worry-free."

Lu Youwei nodded, and began to read aloud the first episode of Yawen's Journey to the West in the Great Zhou Wen Bao, although his appearance was not handsome, but his voice was still very good, reading Yawen gave people a sense of immersion.

Soon he finished reading the first episode of Journey to the West.

Qian Shi still said unfinished: "Don't say it, you literate people who read Yawen are listening, you wait, I'll find out the previous Yawen, you read it to me, when I asked Qian Zheng's little rabbit cub to read it before, I didn't understand some places." ”

She finished and walked towards the backyard.

Chef Lao Zhang narrowed his eyes, looked at Lu Youwei with a wary expression, and said, "You kid shouldn't be beating the boss's idea, right?" I warn you......"

Lu Youwei shook his hand again and again: "Lao Zhang, don't worry, I definitely don't mean this, you don't have to warn me." ”

"That's good." Lao Zhang grabbed Lu Youwei's shoulders and said bitterly: "I have been waiting for the boss for many years, so I refused to go to the county to work, and one day she will be moved by me." ”

Lu Youwei echoed perfunctorily, in fact, Lao Zhang is a good person, he has a straight temperament and no heart, except for the fact that he is a little fatter, everything else is very good.

As long as he doesn't get involved with the Qian family, Lao Zhang is basically very easy-going with people.

It's just that it's not easy to say about feelings, you can only say that everything is possible.

But at present, except for Qian's lack of interest in Lao Zhang, even Qian Zheng likes Lao Zhang.

Soon Qian took out the old Da Zhou newspapers, and she collected all the newspapers of Yawen's "Dream of Red Mansions".

Rain was pouring from the sky.

In the Ping'an Inn in the alley, Lu Youwei was reading the Dream of Red Mansions with the Da Zhou Newspaper in his hand, I don't know when, a few neighbors came to listen to Lu Youwei's reading of the Dream of Red Mansions, although it was not as good as what Mr. Storyteller said, but there was another taste.

At first he was rusty, but gradually he felt like he was telling a story.

Every time he finished a chapter, the people listening to him would praise and applaud from the bottom of their hearts, which gave Lu Youwei a sense of accomplishment.

Just when Lu Youwei finished reading a chapter of Dream of Red Mansions again and went to look for the next Da Zhou Wen Bao, he suddenly saw Chef Lao Zhang looking at his hand excitedly and said, "What is this!?" ”

Everyone couldn't help but gather around.

Qian leaned over and said with some surprise: "Is this the fragrance of books, I heard Qian Zheng's little rabbit cub say that he can become a monk's fragrance of books, just like this, it turns out that this is all true." ”

Lao Zhang jumped three feet high, and after being excited, he wondered: "But why do I get the scent of books?" I don't even know a word. ”

Qian slapped his thigh and said, "Didn't you hear someone talk about the Dream of Red Mansions just now?" I've heard that this will also get the book aroma, but I didn't expect you to get the book aroma. ”

Because there were also people present who witnessed it, Lu Youwei soon read the Dream of Red Mansions in Yawen, and the news that Lao Zhang had obtained the fragrance of books spread in Shuixiang Town.

The traffic of Ping'an Inn has also increased, and they basically come to listen to Lu Youwei read Wen Guanhou's elegant text.