Having said that, when he woke up from the dream of Huangliang, the head of the Xu family re-hung the yellow background with 'Xu Ji Strange Goods' written on it.

Although the head of the family who has passed the age has been born since he was a child, he has grown up in the four Qimen cities in the world, and many Qimen children have become friends with different surnames. Usually every once in a while, I often go to the street to drink a drink together, or go to the bamboo forest to compare or something, it can be said that I have been influenced by Qimen since I was a child - but I don't know if it is because of his lack of talent, the head of the family has never known anything about Qimen mystics all his life. Even if he had the heart to learn a trick and two styles from his teacher, after spending nearly ten years of practice intermittently, he still didn't know how to condense the deed and circulate the breath, and even the simplest [Qi Flying Sword] couldn't be used at all.

However, although the Xu family, who settled in Zhenhuang City, was not a Qimen family, they still hired a lot of homeless Xuanshi martial artists as guests when they were in the dart business in the past. Although most of these Xujia guests who were uneducated left when the Xujia Business Bureau was closed, a small part of them still stayed in the Xu family, exploring the source of goods for the newly opened 'Xu Ji Strange Goods', and traveling all over the world to find rare treasures.

The head of the family has always been benevolent, and naturally he will not treat these loyal and righteous guests who have been loyal to the family for decades - gold, silver, silk, and precious jade beauties, as long as these guests want, the Xu family will try their best to meet them. In this way, over time, the reputation of Xu Ji's strange goods is not only in the strange goods industry, but also in the Qimen rivers and lakes. Not only did those third-rate Xuanshi who originally wanted to go to Qimen to eat with everyone change their minds and wanted to come to Xu's saddle before and after the horse, but there were also some well-known chivalrous and righteous warriors, for some reasons, either old and frail, or tired of killing, they also came here and wanted to come to Xu's house to settle down for the rest of their lives.

The head of the Xu family was a little embarrassed - although his family was well-off, there were too many people in the rivers and lakes who couldn't help but want to eat from home, and today he ushered in a group, and tomorrow he came to two more groups, making the Xu family like the four gentlemen with wealth in ancient times, and they had to raise 3,000 guests; Now it's just that some people are needed to explore treasures and treasures, how can you raise so many people in military uniforms to watch the family and nursing home - it's not the Yonghua Emperor of the Southern Dynasty, who needs a full 4,000 forbidden troops to guard the palace gate!

However, if you want to explicitly reject these Xuanshi chivalrous warriors who have come from thousands of miles away, the head of the family is afraid that he will lose face in the rivers and lakes. If the Xu family was originally a powerful family of rivers and lakes, it would be easy to say, just brush it, and be afraid of anything--but the Xu family is not! The Xu family has more than a dozen people of all ages, and none of them know martial arts. This will save the face of the rivers and lakes, and it is difficult to guarantee that there will be people with bad intentions to pick quarrels and provoke trouble. At that time, you can't rely on the rivers and lakes to protect the rivers and lakes to keep your own family safe and healthy - then you can't tear your face in advance, right?

Fortunately, just when the Xu family was sad, a life-saving straw came.

Individuals, to be exact.

I don't remember what day it was, it was about the beginning of winter, the head of the house couldn't think of a decent way to solve the increasing number of guests at home, and he was upset, so he went out to the restaurant on the corner of the street, wanting to eat some soju that can not only keep out the cold, but also dispel sorrows, so that he can get drunk and rest.

Unexpectedly, there is one more person in today's restaurant.

A storyteller dressed in a long gown and a hand-cranked folding fan with an emaciated face.

I saw these two storytellers with pale temples, sitting upright behind the long table, first slapping the wood on the table, making the whole restaurant silent for a moment, and then flicking the folding fan, and lifting the curtain with a bang.

"Say, this true dragon son once had a sword to set Jiangnan ......"

So we started talking.

This storyteller is really powerful, not only to suppress the tone and frustration at his fingertips, but also to know the secrets of wild history that ordinary people do not know, at first glance it is credible, and soon the entire restaurant diners can't help but concentrate on his words. This storyteller is full of Chinese and ink, and he is very good at arranging the rhythm of the story, and the storyteller is fascinating, and he is good at anything, but he has a big tongue, and he is not very clear in his words, and I don't know if it is because he is not good at official words or because of ......

"Stop! Stop. ”

Bai Yi suddenly interrupted the old man's speech.

The thin old man raised his head blankly, looked at him, and wondered: "What's the matter, son?

"No, no, it's not the old man's business. Seeing that Bai Yi hurriedly shook his head, he glanced at the girl who was also a little surprised on the side, looked back and smiled: "Old man, forgive Xiaosheng for interrupting it...... Does the storyteller like to say, "Let's listen to the next breakdown" every time he finishes the book, but say, "Please wait?"

As soon as the words fell, I saw the old man's frosty eyebrows raised, and he exclaimed: "How can the son know?!"

Wang Manxiu smiled helplessly, and muttered in a low voice, "I'm afraid there is not only one storyteller in this world."

But then, he frowned again, and suddenly thought that the story told by the old gentleman in front of him should have happened in seventy or eighty years...... Could it be that in addition to the 'Three Saints of a Hundred Years' in this world, there is also a 'Hundred Years of Storytelling'?

After pondering for a moment, I couldn't figure it out.

He raised his head and smiled faintly at the old man, and said in a clear voice: "It's just that Xiaosheng is in his hometown, and he has heard of such a strange person...... It seems that this storyteller is a storyteller who is not afraid of wind and dust. ”

The old man immediately nodded and agreed twice, "Yes, yes." ”。

In fact, storytellers who have traveled the rivers and lakes have not been uncommon since ancient times. Like storytellers, who rely on lip service, they generally follow the path of a parade troupe, and they have to constantly go from village to village to talk and learn, so as to continue to absorb fresh stories and stable audiences - it is not without storytellers who have been nesting in a small city, but these storytellers are either from a solid family or part-time storytellers, and the essence is really the master of which house.

And like this big-tongued storyteller, he has been telling stories all the way from Yonghua Pingshui County to thousands of miles, and when it comes to the Zhenhuang City in the Western Regions, it is really rare to go to the countryside and villages, but what is the matter with you, who cross-county and Yuezhou? Is it not money to be entangled on the road? Is it because no one listens to books in the Central Plains, or is it because there are many heroes in the Western Regions and they are willing to spend a lot of money?

The people who can go this far are probably not for food.

It can be said that he has traveled like this, and he is more like a Jianghu man than a storyteller.