"I...why should I tell you?" Wang Xiaohua was stunned and a little embarrassed.
"You have also seen that a cup of tea can be sold for a hundred cents by the storyteller opposite. If you talk about the Three Kingdoms well, the business of Donglai Restaurant will naturally improve."
"The lecturer opposite is Mr. Xie. Who can listen to me, a young boy?"
"But didn't you also say before that you understand the loopholes mentioned by sir?"
"I was dissatisfied with the fact that the other side was secretly stumbling upon us, and it was not good for them, so I deliberately looked for trouble."
"Although he deliberately found trouble, he also found out the other party's mistakes. This shows that the other party's storyteller is not infallible."
Bai Song patiently told Wang Xiaohua, and then told him the story of riding alone for thousands of miles in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms.
Bai Song was not good at storytelling, and he could not tell any passionate feelings. He only answered Wang Xiaohua's doubts after listening to the book in the story.
Wang Xiaohua listened with great interest, and after playing with it, she asked: "Listening to what you said, the story of Guan Erye riding alone for thousands of miles is not so strange."
"I have a lot of stories about the Three Kingdoms here, but I can't find a storyteller who can tell them. I wonder if your kid is interested?"
After speaking, Bai Song took out his manuscript and motioned for Wang Xiaohua to take a look.
Wang Xiaohua looked at it seriously, with a troubled expression on her face.
Only then did Bai Song realize that this boy couldn't read at all.
Bai Song reluctantly took the manuscript back and read it word for word to Wang Xiaohua.
What Bai Song didn't expect was that although Wang Xiaohua was illiterate, she had the ability to remember what she heard.
Wang Xiaohua memorized 5,000 to 6,000 words in one go.
Bai Song recited it three times, and Wang Xiaohua actually memorized it!
Bai Song was shocked, knowing that he had found a treasure this time, and patted Wang Xiaohua on the shoulder: "How did you write it down?"
Wang Xiaohua smiled and said: "What does this mean? I have been to all the restaurants and tea stalls in this Ji County. I only need to listen to other storytellers' stories once, and then I can take them back and tell them in our shop. You read them to me.
I’ve read it three times and still can’t remember it, isn’t it a joke?”
"Very good! From now on, you can tell stories in the shop, once at noon and once at dusk. How about that?"
"What's so difficult about this? Just by doing this, you can steal the business from the other side?"
"You don't need to worry about these things. You just need to teach the book well and leave everything to me after that."
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After purchasing a shop, Bai Song's current plan is to put this shop on the right track first.
The plan to inquire about Niu Da was temporarily put on hold.
Bai Song plans to open the shop tomorrow.
Now the shop is short of manpower, so I asked the two girls in the house to help.
There are no cooks or ingredients in the shop, so they sell tea first and mainly rely on storytelling to attract people.
In short, implement the plan first, and then see what the shop lacks and then make up for it.
Fortunately, his temporary residence in Jixian County was not far from Donglai Restaurant. Bai Song went back to discuss it with the two ladies, but the two ladies didn't quite believe it.
Where did Brother Bai get his talent? Why did he buy a restaurant in a prosperous area of the city just one day after entering the city?
Early the next morning, Bai Song took the two girls to Donglai Restaurant.
The two girls actually saw a restaurant in front of them, and their brother took out the key and opened the door, and then they believed what they said last night.
The restaurant looked a little dilapidated, but for two girls who had never seen much of the world, this was already a great thing.
When I first entered Jixian, I had my own home on the one hand and a larger shop on the other.
As the day progresses, everyone has something to look forward to and is extremely happy.
"Everyone has worked hard in the morning and tidied up quickly. We will welcome guests at noon." Bai Song entered the room and started to arrange things.
Sangsang is a hard-working person, very nimble with his hands and feet, and he starts working without saying a word.
On the other hand, Bai Rou ran around recklessly, looking upstairs and in the backyard, and then bumped into Wang Xiaohua.
Bai Rou's voice came from the backyard: "Brother...why is there anyone here?"
"That's our guy."
"Oh...it turns out to be the clerk..." Bai Rou looked at Wang Xiaohua carefully and puffed up her chest like a shopkeeper, "Since my brother has taken over the shop, this shop belongs to me and I am his sister.
, my brother’s shop is also my shop, you have to be more diligent in the future and listen to me, do you understand?”
Wang Xiaohua was sleeping in the yard. As soon as she got up, she bumped into such a flower-like young lady. Her eyes widened. She must have never seen such a beautiful girl. She was stunned on the spot for a moment, not knowing what to say.
After listening to Bai Rou's words, Wang Xiaohua nodded dully, then rubbed her eyes, thinking she was dreaming.
Bai Song shouted outside: "Read the manuscript I gave you twice to Wang Xiaohua. If you want him to lecture later, make sure there are no mistakes."
"Wang Xiaohua? Is that you?" Bai Rou asked, staring at him.
Wang Xiaohua nodded.
"Giggle...it's so funny for a man to name a woman." Bai Rou smiled brightly.
Wang Xiaohua blushed and thought to herself that this elf-like young lady is more beautiful than Sister Bai!
Before he knew it, his saliva fell to the ground.
This morning, Bai Song and Sang Sang were cleaning the hall.
Bai Rou and Wang Xiaohua were studying the manuscripts of the Three Kingdoms in the backyard.
Wang Xiaohua has some talent, but in the past, her lectures were all based on hearsay, and she didn’t remember all the stories. It would definitely not be good if she told them with cuts and omissions.
But this time he had a complete manuscript for comparison, and someone practiced with him repeatedly.
Wang Xiaohua also had enough time to think about the story, and she was full of confidence when it came time to tell it.
It's noon, when Xiangyang Street is the busiest.
At the Shang Yuan Restaurant opposite, just like yesterday, the long street was crowded with people watching and listening to books.
Although something happened yesterday, it had no impact on the enthusiasm of the tea drinkers.
The tea in the backyard is already boiling hot, and as Shangyuan Restaurant welcomes guests, the door of Donglai Restaurant has also been opened.
There was a person sitting monotonously in the hall. Wang Xiaohua rubbed her hands, still a little nervous.
He had read a lot, and for the first time, he had his own place, table, handkerchief, fan, and a brand-new gavel like a serious storyteller.
With this style, he is no worse than Mr. Xie opposite him.
At such a young age, I actually felt a sense of dignity.
Bai Rou at the door looked back at Wang Xiaohua and asked, "Are you ready?"
Wang Xiaohua nodded.
“Don’t miss it if you’re passing by, Donglai Restaurant is open for business, free tea, free tea, free tea!”
The young girl's crisp shouting was better than the girl singing in the flower house. She scurried into the noisy street like a lark on a branch. Although she couldn't cover up the noise on the street, she immediately attracted the attention of others.
Everyone thought the girl had a good voice, but they didn't care what the little girl said.
But the word "free" at the end attracts attention.
Soon someone came and asked: "Do you really have free tea here?"