Sun Shan looked at the hall under the lookout, which was basically full of customers, gently picked up the waking wood on the rectangular table, and patted it gently: "Smack!" ”

"Hello everyone, old and new friends, old and young masters, sisters and sisters!"

"Today, I have a little grandson and I, and I will tell you the latest story written by myself - the fox fairy and the scholar!"

This time, after the whole restaurant finished eating, after watching Sun Shan's singing performance, most of the customers who stayed to continue listening and listening to the book talked in a whisper.

This story is very appreciative as soon as you hear the name of the story, not to mention, it was written by Xiucai Sun Shan himself.

Some people even thought, shouldn't it be a beautiful dream made by scholar Sun Shan when he dreamed by himself?

Sun Shan didn't care about what the people below imagined, and slowly swept all the way until he landed on Wang Lingzhi's face full of joy and resentment, and smiled at the corners of his mouth.

This smile made Wang Lingzhi, who was still trapped in Sun Shan's kiss, swing again and again.

"Our life should be full of imagination, so as not to live boring, life is already difficult, if even the freedom of imagination and dreams, there is no more, how sad life is!"

Sun Shan sighed at the boring and ruthlessness of life, patted Xingmu again, and entered the main topic of the story.

"Ning Caichen, a native of Jinhua Mansion, Zhejiang, is eighteen years old, a talent, generous and bold temperament, and good conduct-----"

As Sun Shan's story opened, the audience couldn't help but snicker: Sun Xiucai, are you talking about yourself?

You are still eighteen years old, a talent, and a generous temperament, aren't you talking about yourself?

However, as Sun Shan spoke slowly and with deep feelings, the two or three hundred customers, one by one, only listened, holding their noses and almost forgetting to breathe.

Sun Shan's way of telling stories and tone are very different from Mr. Xie in this world.

Mr. Xie and they are all more or less, hanging their book bags, basically based on ancient Chinese, which makes ordinary people who have not read anything a little deep and difficult to understand.

Moreover, their statements are old-fashioned, babbling and protracted for a long time, both in tone and text, it is difficult to be engaging, and there is more sense of substitution.

As a traverser, Sun Shan, has watched countless cross talk sketches thousands of years later, watched countless short movies and videos, and knows how to quickly integrate people into the story and plot.

I saw that in the entire hall, the birds were silent, one by one, with the ups and downs of Sun Shan's story, opening their mouths wide, sighing, or laughing.

When it comes to the depths of love, tears are flowing down.

The men can't wait to be the scholar, the scholar Sun Shan who is in the prime of life on the performance stage.

The few female customers hate that they can't be beautiful, and the fox fairy Nie Xiaoqian, who has a lot of skills, can love and embrace each other with their favorite young man Langjun!

Sun Shan spoke very slowly and carefully, and he used the filming method of the movie to portray the actions and inner emotions of some characters in an immersive way.

Even Mr. Xie, who was temporarily robbed of his job by Sun Shan and was angry, opened his mouth wide when he heard it, and with the storyline, he was shocked, happy and angry.

And Sun Shan talked about it, but he also forgot where he was, forgot who he was, and devoted himself to the perfection and emotions of the story.

He didn't know that as he spoke, the entire hall was gradually crowded with people who heard the sound and entered.

silently found an empty place, staring motionlessly at the performance stage, Sun Shan's face fluctuating emotions with the storyline;

Even the guys who serve tea and pour water to collect copper coins have forgotten their work.

There is no way, the first time I heard such a wonderful and immersive story, how can I remember to work to serve tea and collect money.

No matter how long the story is, there will always be a time to finish it.

As Sun Shan gently picked up the waking wood, he snapped it on the wooden table again, and then slowly chanted a poem as a summary, and the curtain came to an end.

"Ten miles of Pinghu is full of frost, and every inch of green silk is sad. Look at the moon-shaped single look at each other, only envy the mandarin duck and not the immortal! ”

After Sun Shan finished reading this poem, he was finally freed from the story, and looked around the stage in a melancholy mood to see how the effect was.

Because, just now, he was fully engaged, and he only cared about telling this story that was full of sadness and made him cry after a thousand years.

There is no extra mind to watch how the audience reacts.

Only then did I find that the entire hall was crowded with people, almost twice as many people as the two or three hundred at the beginning.

Even standing in the box on the second floor, Wang Lingzhi, there were several listeners who were obviously of different identities.

I saw that one by one's faces were full of sadness, reluctance and pain.

More than half of them were silently choked up and shed tears.

Oh my God, I've told this story too well, right?

At this moment, Zhang Yuliang was the first to wake up again, and once again took the lead with tears in his eyes, and applauded desperately: "Smack!" Smack! ”

"Well said! Say great! ”

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Yuliang raised the broken silver that had been prepared for the reward, and threw it towards Sun Shan, who was standing in the middle of the performance stage: "Reward, there is a reward!" ”

At this moment, the whole restaurant was boiling.

One by one, it seems that they have been awakened from old dreams, and they have broken free from the nightmare of sour, sweet, bitter and joyful.

One by one, they either applauded, applauded, or like Zhang Yuliang, threw the scattered silver or copper plates in their pockets towards the performance stage.

I saw that it took less than a minute or two, and the entire performance stage was full of scattered silver taels and copper plates.

The Zhang family father and son and Mr. Xie are stupid!

My God, I'm afraid this reward alone will be more than ten taels!

You must know that Mr. Xie talked about a month, and the total reward was probably only this amount.

This is only when Sun Shanxiu finished telling a story and did not take the initiative to speak.

Under such circumstances, Sun Shan's reward for storytelling is probably more than the normal profit of the entire restaurant!

It's okay, and it's going to go on like this-------

Thinking of this, the father and son of the Zhang family couldn't help but glance at each other.

His eyes were full of exclamation and worry.

If this continues, Sun Shan may surpass his own family and overpower his own family in less than a year.

At that time, how will the Zhang family get along with him?

How does her daughter Zhang Zhijing get along with him?

They were even more surprised in the back, at this time, in the direction of the No. 2 box on the second floor, there was a crisp cheer: "Sun Gongzi, can you sing another song, I always feel that your story is still a little bit bad?" You sing so well, can you do another song? ”

Then, I saw the middle-aged beauty with tears streaming down her face, taking a silver ingot from the maid behind her, and throwing it straight towards the middle of the performance stage: "Thank you, Sun Gongzi, there is a reward!" ”

"----- Uproar"

The customers in the hall shouted in an uproar when they saw a whole ingot of silver that had landed in the middle of the stage and rolled it several times.

"Oh my God! Ten taels! A full ten taels of silver! ”

"I'm afraid I'm crazy, right? Ten taels at a time! That's crazy, isn't it? ”

"My God, ten taels of silver can be enough for my parents to eat for a year!"

Sun Shan was also stunned for a moment, looking at the scattered reward money piled up on the performance stage, and the whole ingot of silver that Xie Meiyu had just thrown, he felt that his performance was a little beyond imagination.

At this time, some people recognized the identity of the Wang family's mother and daughter, and some people muttered in surprise.

"Isn't this Wang Dashan's third aunt? The one next to her seems to be her daughter, right? ”

"Yes, it's the Wang family who married into Lord Luo's mansion, why did she come too? Didn't you hear that the relationship between the Wang family and Jun coming to the restaurant again is not good? ”

At this time, someone was busy holding down the back words.

"Don't talk nonsense, let's watch the show well, the Wang family is not easy to mess with."

Some people also interjected indignantly: "What's wrong with the Wang family, can you still go to heaven?" I heard that Sun Xiucai also punched him, isn't that it. ”

"Yes, this is strange, how did the women of the Wang family come here to reward such a large sum of silver, I'm afraid it's crazy, right?"

"What do you know? It seems that the Wang family admits defeat and speaks by a woman's hand. You don't want to think about Sun Xiucai, but he is only sixteen years old this year, if he is admitted to the lifting of people the year after tomorrow, will he be able to afford it? ”

"Then don't let his daughter come forward, after all, it's Lord Luo's woman-----"

"I don't understand, I don't understand, we still watch the play, today's play is not in vain, if it is this show, Lao Tzu will come every day!"

The father and son of the Zhang family naturally saw and heard the muttering in the hall of the restaurant.

couldn't help but look at Sun Shan, who shook the paper fan in his hand and was about to speak.

My heart is full of worries and hopes for the development and future of Zhangjiajie Restaurant!