Chapter 507 There is a ghost

"Well, you can take this copy of the story to the storyteller later and let him start telling it from tomorrow."

"It's the owner. After reading your book, the teahouse's profit has increased several times than usual. These stories are really attractive."

Zhou Xiangrong smiled as expected, "Do it well, and you will benefit from it later."

"Don't worry, boss. I dare say that the teahouses on this street are no match for us. Once we beat them to death, people will have to come to us."

Zhou Xiangrong shook his head and said: "You can't do long-term business just by relying on the stories in the storybook. Have you used everything I gave you before?"

"I'll use them all when I go back to my employer."

"Well, use it as I say. Don't make your own decisions. You can't afford it if something happens."

The shopkeeper responded solemnly, "Don't worry, boss, I will act in accordance with the boss's rules and I will never dare to mess around."

Zhou Xiangrong nodded with satisfaction, "I'll leave first if I have something else to do."

Su Ying looked at the storyteller and listened carefully. The more she listened, the more familiar the story became. But to be honest, she was not sure whether her comrades had told her this story before.

Su Ying followed him for a while, then turned around and left after finding it was not interesting.

"It's finally done, Third Brother, are you okay? Go back and take a breather first, otherwise you won't be able to get up tomorrow morning."

"Did you make up this story yourself?"

Su Ying glanced at the storybook in the shopkeeper's hand, thought for a while and followed Zhou Xiangrong.

The two of them were so frightened that they didn't dare to say another word.

"Have you heard this story before?" Su Ying touched Zhou Qing and asked.

The inconspicuous piece of silver has been the storyteller's income for several months. The look on his face relaxed, "Thank you madam for the reward. If you like it, you can continue to listen to it tomorrow. The rest of my story will be more exciting."

Woolen cloth."

"Woooooo~~"

These words reminded Su Ying of the conversation between Zhou Xiangrong and the shopkeeper. At that time, Zhou Xiangrong said that he had brought a new storybook to the shopkeeper.

Su Ying was indeed right, this girl was really not simple.

After the two workers finished painting the walls of the house, they got up and stretched out from exhaustion.

However, it was difficult to leave the palace, so Su Ying did not go back immediately. Instead, she went to the teahouse just now and sat in the inner hall to listen to people's stories.

"OK OK."

As soon as Zhou Xiangrong left, Su Ying walked out of the wing next door.

The two stopped and looked around suspiciously. They were the last to do it. When they came out, there was no one in the other houses. Except for two lanterns hanging at the door, the whole yard was dark.

Su Ying sat down and ate the melon seeds with great interest. Looking at the storyteller who spoke so passionately, she found it quite interesting.

"yes."

"Madam, do you think the story is too interesting and can't wait to know the follow-up?" Zhou Qing asked curiously.

The third child felt a little cold on his back.

The Queen Mother has made a promise to repair it as soon as possible, so the Ministry of Engineering works day and night, not daring to neglect at all, even if it is dark, they have to use lanterns to do everything they can.

Su Ying sat there until the storyteller's story was over. It wasn't until everyone dispersed that she walked up to the storyteller.

The storyteller is an honest person. When Su Ying asked him this question, he shook his head and said, "How can I have such ability? These words were given to me by the shopkeeper, and I am just a storyteller."

Su Ying frowned slightly, as if she had heard this story before.

But this only shows that Zhou Xiangrong is smart and bold. It does not mean that there is any problem with her owning these properties. After all, her biological mother also received a dowry.

"Why do you think I have such a girls' academy? Those girls know how to embroider and just play the piano. If they have learned so much, do you still expect them to become officials in the court?"

Zhou Qing shook his head. Although Zhou Qing was a spy, he didn't know that people who were completely derailed from normal life would live like ordinary people and go to teahouses to listen to books.

In the center of the small stage in the teahouse came a storyteller dressed in Confucian robes. He straightened up, flipped through the book in his hand, and began to speak.

Su Ying slowly shook her head, "I'm just a little confused. It's getting late. Let's go back to the palace first."

It would be interesting if they were telling the same story.

Su Ying also...

"The story you just told is really interesting." As she said that, Su Ying took two pieces of silver and put them in front of the storyteller. "Sir, take them to buy some tea to moisten your throat."

But since she was born, only two people have told her stories. One is Eminem, but she is sure that the story Eminem tells is not like this. The other is her comrade in the ancient martial arts. She knows a lot of things. It's complicated and tells a lot of stories.

After leaving the teahouse, Zhou Xiangrong went to a jewelry shop, a cloth shop, and even a medicine shop. When he went there, he felt like a lion patrolling his territory.

As soon as they walked out, they heard a burst of crying.

"Lao San, did you hear anything?"

Su Ying was afraid that Zhou Qing and the others would wait too long, so she returned to the alley and brought Zhou Qing over.

"Yes, I will send my boss out."

"woo woo woo woo……"

"Shut up, please. If these words reach the Queen's ears, you will not be able to eat and walk around. You don't care what the Queen wants to do. Now the higher ups will give you a job to do and pay you, so do it honestly." Where does all this nonsense come from?" The foreman heard the discussion between the two and stepped forward with a serious face to interrupt.

"Let's talk about the last time, Sun Wukong made a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace..."

He swallowed hard, "But, maybe it was windy at night and what we heard was the wind. You, don't be suspicious, kid. Go first and walk around!"

"Madam, this story sounds strange. I have never heard it before."

The academy is actually quite well-preserved. The Ministry of Industry has sent people over to check it out and confirm that there are no problems with the beams and the overall structure of the house. All that is needed is some internal painting and wall painting.

"That's right, you girls can read. You can't turn around and raise your tail to the sky for me to see. This is a waste of time."

Su Ying tapped her fingertips on the table, thanked Mr. Storyteller and left with Zhou Qing.

But as soon as the two of them moved, they heard another sad cry coming from the room next to where they came out.

Su Ying selected the old site of the academy. The Ministry of Industry prepared a renovation plan and submitted it to Xiao Jin. With a stroke of his pen, Xiao Jin started the renovation of the academy.

After the two people confirmed that there was nothing wrong with the wall, they packed up their tools and left the house.

"What the hell, I don't believe it anymore. What kind of thing is pretending to be a ghost?" Li Laoer spat, turned around and walked towards the room while holding the lantern.

This is also a teaching building that has just been painted. Li Laoer took a lantern and looked inside, but there was nothing there.

"Tui! There's nothing, you're scaring me!" Li Laoer sneered, holding the lantern and turning to leave. Suddenly, a white figure floated in front of him, revealing a bloody mouth.

"Ah! There is a ghost!"
Chapter completed!