His own advantages are those things taught to him by the system.

As long as you can exert yourself, it is not difficult to become famous in this world.

Farm and breed.

This is what Ye Qingyun wants to do now.

Bigger and stronger!

Create greater glory!

It would be best to build a Fuyunshan ecological breeding base.

By then Ye Qingyun will not have to worry about food and drink.

Ye Qingyun took the rabbit down the mountain.

He was afraid that if he didn't bring the rabbit with him, it would be bad if it was eaten by the female fox later.

In Ye Qingyun's impression, don't foxes just eat rabbits?

The market is still lively.

And it seems that because it is close to Fuyun Mountain, there are more cultivators here.

Ye Qingyun walked in the market and greeted many acquaintances warmly.

During this period of time, he had become familiar with the people in the market.

After buying some tools for building a yard, Ye Qingyun walked around the market again and didn't find anyone selling foxes.

So he went to the teahouse and sat for a while.

Inside the teahouse, a young man in his twenties stood in front of many guests and was telling a story.

And the content of the story is exactly The Legend of the Condor Heroes.

Ye Qingyun was a little surprised.

He remembered that this teahouse had always been where Old Man Huang would tell stories.

Why was it replaced by a young man?

The young man was talking passionately when suddenly he saw Ye Qingyun sitting in the corner.

The young man was startled, but quickly recovered and continued to tell the story.

Until a section of the book is finished.

The guests applauded one after another.

Ye Qingyun was also clapping.

He really said it well, both in emotion and tone, it was perfect.

Ye Qingyun was about to leave, but saw the young man walking straight towards him.

"Are you Mr. Ye?"

The young man asked proactively.

Ye Qingyun was startled.

"you know me?"

The young man was overjoyed and immediately bowed to Ye Qingyun.

"Master Ye, I finally see you, please accept my respects!"

Ye Qingyun was a little confused.

He is not a young man.

Why does the other party seem to have known me for a long time?

"Who are you?"

"Master Ye, you don't know me, but you should know my father. My father's name is Huang Jiushan."

Who is Huang Jiushan?

Ye Qingyun still looked confused.

When the young man saw this, he was a little embarrassed.

"My father used to be a storyteller in this teahouse. Others called him Old Man Huang."

Ye Qingyun suddenly realized.

It turns out that this is Old Man Huang's son.

No wonder he always felt that this young man's face looked a bit like Old Man Huang.

"How is your father?"

Ye Qingyun asked.

The young man felt a little sad.

"My father passed away just a month ago. He was so excited when he was telling a story that he couldn't take a breath and died on the stage."

Ye Qingyun: "..."

This is truly a lifelong dedication to the great cause of storytelling.

"My father has always said that Mr. Ye, you are very knowledgeable and talented. Let me meet you in the future and learn more from you."

The young man said with admiration.
Chapter completed!