Chapter 25: Sun Shan wants to tell a story

Sun Shan had been working on the second floor for four or five days, although, at the beginning, he was a little unwell.

But his computing power is not known to be many levels higher than the previous account room.

Now, he basically spends two or three hours at noon and evening every day to finish his work.

The rest of the time, either take Zhang Yuliang's uncle and nephew to practice martial arts, or, borrow Zhang Yuliang's books and practice hard.

His learning method is to practice instead of learning, that is, while copying articles, while memorizing the content of the book.

He found that this was his most improved and most memorable learning method.

Interestingly, Sun Shan is now wearing more than 50 pounds of sand-packing clothes and sand-strapping arm guards every day, which makes his whole person look a little clumsy and bloated.

Also, when he writes like this, he is not used to the weight of ten catties on his arm.

The handwriting that he wrote was not very decent.

You must know that Sun Shan wrote very beautiful calligraphy before, although he did not have a family, but he was also quite beautiful.

In fact, the readers of this world basically have a beautiful calligraphy.

The books in the six arts of the gentleman include calligraphy and literary style.

A good hand of calligraphy will undoubtedly make people look high, even in the examination room, a good hand of calligraphy will make the examiner who examines the paper pleasing to the eye, and it is easy to get a higher score.

Sun Shan was not in a hurry, he knew where the weakness of his calligraphy was.

It's just powerless, and I can't write my own unique style.

Calligraphy without power will make people feel that there is no spirit and spirit, and naturally there is no so-called charm and artistic conception.

He believes that when he persists for one or two years, when the arm strength reaches a certain strength and the sand guard is untied, he will be able to shine.

In the past few days, Sun Shan has inspected the operation of Zhangjia Restaurant in all aspects.

It doesn't feel very ideal.

It has a common problem of this era - the dishes are simple and not exquisite, and there are basically only two kinds of steaming and cooking.

In addition, the degree and quality of the wine are too inferior.

Sun Shan drank it a few times, and it felt like drinking bitter beer, the alcohol content was about less than 20 degrees, and it contained some impurities, which was not clear and the aroma of the wine was not strong.

As a time-traveling person in the 23rd century, although Sun Shan is not very proficient in eating and drinking.

But his vision and experience are undoubtedly thousands of years ahead.

In addition, the scale of the restaurant, covering an area of about 1,000 square meters, is basically a two-story wooden structure, and the area of the house is almost close to 1,000 square meters.

On the whole, it is not big or small, and it provides comprehensive food and accommodation.

And this is all the restaurants in this era are almost the same, complete service, but the taste is not high, more messy.

If there is no feature or prominence, there is no appeal.

In addition, the restaurant also provides some rest and entertainment functions, such as drinking tea and listening to books.

This point made Sun Shan very interested, and after listening to a few storytellers' storytellers, he deeply felt the lack of spiritual entertainment activities of the people in this era.

Such a rough and dry storytelling, with no baggage, no laughter, and no wonderful poetry and dance, is still listened to with such relish and applauded.

Special, but an old-fashioned storyteller.

But even if it's an old man telling stories, his income is not low.

Sun Shan has seen and observed his income and storytelling scene, and he will give a lecture every morning and afternoon, for one hour per session, and his monthly salary will be three taels of silver.

In addition, if the guest gives a tip through the tea house, they will be divided into half.

If it is thrown directly on the storyteller, it belongs to him.

Sun Shan calculated his extra income in the past few days, which was about four or five hundred wen a day, so in a month, it was almost a dozen taels.

This is much more than the salary of the shopkeeper of five taels that he got by virtue of his relationship.

This couldn't help but make Sun Shan think, and he also wanted to try to tell a story on stage.

He is not a scholar of this world, and he is ashamed to make money.

Besides, although he is not penniless now, he still has to support his family, and he must get some money as soon as possible, so that he can bring his mother and sister, who are alone in the countryside, to the city.

For Sun Shan, Baisha Village is just a foothold for himself to come to this world, and he has no feelings and concerns.

said that if you worry and can't let go, it's just a few relatives who love themselves and love themselves.

He thought very clearly that he wanted to mix well in this world, if he really wanted to realize some of the ideals in his heart. -

You have to live in a big city to have more opportunities.

This is also the same as the youth of the 23rd century, for the sake of dreams and money, bid farewell to their parents in the countryside, and march alone to first-tier cities such as Beijing, Shanghai and Guangzhou.

As for face, face is not a dish for Sun Shan at all.

You must know that in the 23rd century, the stars in the entertainment industry are the highest-paid and most beautiful people in the world.

There are even some people who have become presidents of the country because of their unique influence.

If you talk about books by yourself, don't talk about anything else, just your identity and image will surpass the old gentleman by a lot.

As for how to package and hype himself, Sun Shan is definitely the one that he is best at in this world.

He is confident that in the shortest possible time, he will become the brightest star in the capital of Hengzhou.

Then, through the star benefits, protect yourself and strengthen yourself.

As for the content and subject matter of the story, the stories and poems in my stomach, it was the sea.

Just "Strange Tales from Liaozhai", "One Thousand and One Nights", and Journey to the West of the Three Kingdoms and other novels, I am afraid that three years will not be the same.

Besides, he has a meritorious literary talent, and he can also write poems, sing and dance.

Isn't it much more versatile than the old gentleman?

After thinking about these things clearly, Sun Shan secretly learned the old man's storytelling methods and skills in private, prepared and practiced.

This made Zhang Yuliang, who lived in the same room with him, feel that he was a little inexplicable.

Why humming and singing all day long, and even, singing some weird tunes from time to time.

After asking several times, when Sun Shan told him, brother, I am going to tell a story and sing.

No, this world is not singing, it should be a rap drama, singing the kind of humming and chirping, long and soft opera.

Suddenly, Zhang Yuliang opened his mouth wide in surprise, looking at Sun Shan as if he was looking at an alien.

After a long time, he touched Sun Shan's forehead: "Brother Shan, you can't have a burned head, right?" We're readers, but are we good at showing? You don't want to be famous! ”

Sun Shan slapped his hand away indifferently: "Don't make a fuss, isn't Mr. Xie a reader, which storyteller is not a reader." ”

Zhang Yuliang couldn't help but be anxious when he saw Sun Shan's indifferent look: "At most, people have been studying for a few years, and at most they are children, and how old they are, people who are dozens of years old naturally have to support their families." ”

As he spoke, he remembered Sun Shan's embarrassing situation, and took out a purse containing a lot of loose silver from his waist: "Brother Shan, if you don't have any money, just take it from me, you helped our family so much last time, and I haven't thanked you yet." ”

"What do you say, am I the one who wants to reciprocate? Over the years, you have treated me like a brother, and you have taken care of me a lot, and I should have helped. ”

Saying that, Sun Shan grabbed his purse and smashed it into Zhang Yuliang's arms: "I, Sun Shan, want to make money with my ability, I will be angry if you do this again." ”

Zhang Yuliang saw that Sun Shan was really angry, and took back his purse astringently.

Now, the status of him and Sun Shan has fallen, and he feels a little afraid of him.

However, he was still very worried and persuaded: "Brother Shan, storytelling is really not what you should do, it will ruin your reputation, what if you are admitted to the Jinshi and enter the officialdom in the future?" ”

"Let's talk about the future."

Sun Shan replied and picked up the teacup on the table, "Goodong!" After taking a big sip, he said with some fascination: "How big is this, anything, as long as you do it to the extreme, it is art, such as cooking, if you do it to the extreme, you can become an imperial chef." Storytelling is the same, if it is said well, it is famous, it is also an art, and you can make a lot of money. ”

Zhang Yuliang saw that Sun Shan was coaxing, and he looked confident, and thought about it carefully.

It's not impossible.

Besides, maybe Sun Shan can't tell the story, and he will automatically stop talking about it after two days.

He knew that Sun Shan's temper was now, as long as it was something he believed, the nine cows would not be able to pull it back.

For example, practice on time and on time every day, in addition to taking a bath every day, wear a sandwich without leaving your body for a moment.

As the weather gradually became hotter, dozens of catties of sand-clad clothes were tied to the body, which was simply tied with a layer of stones.

Zhang Yuliang's equipment added up to only about twenty pounds, and he couldn't stand it, and he secretly untied it every night when he went to bed.

But he saw that Sun Shan was inseparable from his body, and he looked safe.

This once again made him feel the distance between himself and Sun Shan, as well as the gap in willpower that Sun Shan said.

"Well, I can't persuade you anyway." Saying that, Zhang Yuliang remembered what his eldest brother said, his father was coming, and he brought his newly married wife to live in Fucheng.

remembered Sun Shan's respect for his father, as well as the relationship between his sister and Sun Shan.

I couldn't help but think about it: "Brother Shan, my father will come the day after tomorrow, or you listen to the old man's opinion, if my sister doesn't like it------"

As he spoke, Zhang Yuliang closed his mouth viciously.

Sun Shan touched his head with some annoyance, and glared at Zhang Yuliang: "I only tell you now, what is the matter with the old man, you don't mess up with me, and when my brother and I have the silver, I will take you to Yuzhai Pavilion to taste it and see how people cook it." ”

In fact, Sun Shan is quite conflicted with the Zhang family now.

First, for the time being, I have to attach myself to other people's restaurants and make some money as soon as possible.

If there is no relationship with the Zhang family, even if it is a young talent like him, it is impossible for others to give him a salary of five taels of silver.

Second, the Zhang family tied themselves to Zhang Zhijing.

Although he didn't make it clear, he wanted to become their son-in-law and become a part of their family's forces.

If he said that he was just the Sun Shan of this world, he would definitely be unable to ask for it.

But as a time-traveler, the vision is definitely more than that.

In the future, I will have to marry seven or eight wives and realize the dream of sleeping together in my previous life.