In May, the sky is changing, the rainstorm comes unexpectedly, the dark clouds cover the sky, the rain is sparsely falling, and the lightning flashes from time to time make the gray world suddenly brighten.

Thundered~

The piercing thunder pierced the sky, adding a bit of deterrence to the rainstorm, and many shops along the street had many pedestrians sheltering from the rainstorm.

Drink and go to the backyard.

"Don't be restrained, please take a seat."

Chu Ling held a cup of tea, stretched out his hand to the restrained old man and said, "I don't have so many rules here, just sit down, come, and drink some tea." ”

"Thank you, Master Chu."

The old man hurriedly stretched out his hand to take it, and smiled at Chu Ling, compared with when he was talking outside the wine before, the old man didn't have that confidence, and some were just nervous.

"These days, my husband is talking about wine and drinking, and what he gets can take care of food and clothing, right?" Chu Ling sat down beside the old man in his robe and stretched out his hand to the old man.

"It's barely enough to eat."

The old man sat down nervously, with a melancholy expression between his eyebrows, "One person is full, the whole family is not hungry, Master Chu, if you give some time, the old man will pay the money to the counter." ”

Chu Ling smiled and shook his head, he knew that the old man would be wrong.

There are many storytellers in the Fengchao people, different from other professions, this line of food is all based on the mouth, the content of the lecture can attract people, you can gather a large number of listeners, and you can get some reward when you talk about making the listeners happy, if you can't talk about it, it will be difficult to open.

In fact, there are many storytellers who stay in a certain place for a while, finish telling what they know, and then go to other places to continue.

It seems that in some areas with a lot of people, storytellers who want to tell stories here need to pay some money so that they can attract more people.

The old man who went out to tell the story was named Zhao Shanhe, who had been talking about books for a lifetime, traveled south and north for decades, went to many places, and married a wife when he was young, but fate did not care for him at all because of Zhao Shanhe's diligence, and his wife died of illness in the prime of life, leaving no man and half woman, which also hit Zhao Shanhe hard.

"My husband misunderstood."

Chu Ling looked at Zhao Shanhe and said with a slight smile: "I invited my husband over today, I just want to talk to you, are you willing to talk about it at the wine?" ”

"Does Young Master Chu want to hire the old man?"

Zhao Shanhe's face was stunned, and his hands trembled slightly.

"Yes."

Chu Ling nodded and said: "There are a lot of drinkers who come and go every day, and there are a lot of people waiting in line, in order to take care of these waiting drinkers, I think that in the future, I will set up a special position for storytelling, and I don't want to ask them to wait in vain, I don't know if the old man is willing?" ”

"The old man thanked Chu Gongzi."

Zhao Shanhe's eyes were slightly red, and he hurriedly put the teacup on the table, and as he spoke, he got up and knelt down to Chu Ling, Zhao Shanhe knew in his heart that Chu Ling was taking care of him.

"I can't help it, my husband is like this, and the younger generation will lose his life."

Chu Ling hurriedly stepped forward to hug Zhao Shanhe, "If the old man is willing, then 5 taels of silver a month, and two meals at lunch and dinner, what does the old man think?" ”

"More, more."

Zhao Shanhe waved his hand again and again and said, "You can give 3 taels of silver." ”

"This month's money is not in vain."

Chu Ling said with a smile: "The book that my husband wants to talk about in the future is the book I compiled. ”

Well?

Zhao Shanhe showed a little doubt, the book he compiled?

Under Zhao Shanhe's doubts, Chu Ling walked towards the desk, picked up a manuscript, and turned around and walked towards Zhao Shanhe.

"Boss, you can take a look first."

Chu Ling handed over the manuscript and said.

"Okay, okay."

Zhao Shanhe stretched out his hand to take it, and then flipped through it.

Chu Ling sat down in his robe and waited quietly.

In fact, in Chu Ling's eyes, the storytelling of the Feng Dynasty and the folk is generally developed, and many stories are very old-fashioned, and they are not attractive if they listen to it too much.

If you can do a good job in storytelling, you can attract people, so after thinking about it, Chu Ling wanted to combine storytelling and selling wine.

Whether it is the current wine or the branch to be opened in the future, Chu Ling plans to accompany the storytelling to attract a large number of people.

Like many masterpieces in later generations, they can be spread among the people in the wind dynasty in the form of storytelling.

"Young Master Chu, what is the name of this manuscript?"

I don't know how long it took, Zhao Shanhe was emotional, his eyes widened, he looked at Chu Ling and said, "I haven't seen such a manuscript in all these years, it's really ......."

Speaking of excitement, Zhao Shanhe was speechless for a while.

"Romance of the Sui and Tang Dynasties."

Chu Ling smiled lightly: "It's good to be in the eyes of the old man." ”

"Romance of the Sui and Tang Dynasties."

Zhao Shanhe muttered to himself.

The Feng Dynasty Etiquette and Religion are relatively relaxed, and there are not many restrictions on the people, such as popular novels such as the Romance of the Sui and Tang Dynasties, Chu Ling knows that it will not cause trouble.

Regarding the Romance of the Sui and Tang Dynasties mentioned by Shan Tianfang, Chu Ling is still unforgettable.

"Young Master Chu, do you plan to sell this manuscript in the bookstore?" Zhao Shanhe took the manuscript, looked at Chu Ling and said, "If the book is printed, it will definitely sell a lot." ”

"Not yet."

Chu Ling waved his hand and said, "When the whole book is written, I will go to the bookstore to discuss this matter." ”

There is no copyright in the Feng Dynasty, like many books in the private sector, which are printed and sold privately, even if you sell the original manuscript at the bookstore, the price will not be too high.

Chu Ling planned to wait for his free time in the future and start preparing for the establishment of the family bookstore, so that the books he transcribed could reflect the maximum value.

"Young Master Chu, you must be the Wenqu Star in the sky."

Zhao Shanhe sighed: "Not only can you write good poems, but you can also write such good manuscripts, a talent like you is really rare." ”

"There is no need to say these words."

Chu Ling smiled and waved his hand and said, "Uncle, then you should read more of these manuscripts first, figure it out first, and when this "Romance of the Sui and Tang Dynasties" is finished, I will provide you with something else." ”

"Hey, hey."

Zhao Shanhe nodded hurriedly and said: "Master Chu, then the old man will not delay your time, the old man will find a place first and familiarize himself with these manuscripts." ”

"Okay."

Chu Ling nodded.

The heavy rain had stopped in the blink of an eye, the sun had dispelled the dark clouds, the sky was blue, and the breeze was a little cool.

Chu Ling got up and sent Zhao Shanhe out, looking at the clear blue sky, a faint smile appeared on his face, he liked the current state very much, he didn't need to be nervous to do anything, just do it slowly.

When the wine was done, he opened the bookstore. Looking at the back of Zhao Shanhe's departure, Chu Ling made up his mind, "The entertainment field of the Feng Dynasty is an undeveloped virgin land, but it is too tiring to find a reliable writer to write on your own." ’

Thinking of this, Chu Ling looked at the back kitchen, and saw Xiang Ruonan wearing an apron and walking out with a wooden basin, with a little fine sweat on his forehead, putting down the wooden basin, Xiang Ruonan stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat, looking at the cleaned dishes in front of him, Xiang Ruonan's little face showed a smile......