When she went back, Wang Sanniang came to ask Chen Changsheng. She was naturally very happy when she heard that it was done, and even made a special meal of vegetable dumplings for this purpose.
Ping An and Ruyi ate two large bowls, and kept stuffing more food into their mouths while their mouths were boiling.
"Sanniang spent money." Chen Changsheng said.
Wang Sanniang smiled and said: "What are you talking about? If you don't say this, don't say these, just eat dumplings."
Chen Changsheng ate a bowl of dumplings and gave the extra to Ruyi and Ping An.
Ruyi was eating dumplings and asked: "Uncle Chen, I heard from my mother that you are going to be a storyteller. What is a storyteller? Is it the same as a teacher?"
"That's different."
Chen Changsheng said: "Teachers tell stories to educate people, while storytellers tell stories to entertain people."
Ruyi blinked and said: "They are all telling stories, what's the difference?"
Chen Changsheng touched her head and said, "It's just a different story."
Ruyi said: "Ruyi thinks they are all telling stories, so they should be the same."
She is a stubborn girl.
Seeing this, Chen Changsheng said: "Of course it can be the same."
Educating and entertaining people may be complementary to each other.
Ruyi groaned and said, "Uncle Chen is teasing Ruyi again, always saying things that Ruyi doesn't understand."
Chen Changsheng laughed loudly.
Sanniang also smiled, touched Ruyi's head and said: "Your Uncle Chen is not teasing you. Ruyi, you don't understand now. When you grow up and know more truths, you will understand that your Uncle Chen is here."
What did you say?"
Ruyi ate three large dumplings in a muffled voice, and then she relieved her hatred.
When Pingan saw his sister eating so fast, he quickly stuffed half a dumpling into his mouth, as if he was competing with his sister to see who could eat it faster.
…
The next morning.
There is a mist in Qingshan City. It seems that the mist comes in from the mountain stream. It is probably because of this that it feels a little more refreshing. With this mist covering it, it is also a little cooler in the morning.
Shopkeeper Zhuang was really considerate, and at three o'clock in the morning he had a waiter come to invite him.
The waiter knocked on the door, and when the door opened, he saw Mr. Qingshan standing in front of him.
When he saw this gentleman's face, he couldn't help but be startled. He thought that this gentleman was so handsome and elegant, and he was so extraordinary.
Chen Changsheng saw that the waiter was stunned, so he asked: "But the waiter from the teahouse?"
"Hey, that's right." The waiter immediately said, "Little Cao Fa has met Mr. Chen, so he just calls me Xiao Cao."
"Thank you for your work. Chen also said that he would go there, but he was a step too late."
Cao Fa is worthy of being a waiter in the teahouse. He followed the words and said: "Sir, what are you talking about? The shopkeeper praised you very much yesterday. The teahouse will definitely be prosperous in the future if you have a storyteller. You should hire him."
, should be invited."
Chen Changsheng smiled warmly and said, "We are just asking for food, so there is no need to say complimentary words. Just treat it as small talk."
Cao Fa said: "Sir, you are very generous."
"Let's go."
There are always compliments in Mr. Cao's mouth, not because the job of a job is despicable, but because he has been a job for a long time and he has become accustomed to it.
It was not even four o'clock when they arrived at the teahouse, and Cao Fa went to the back to meet Chen Changsheng.
Chen Changsheng said: "There are a lot of people in the teahouse today."
Cao Fa said with a smile: "Yes, I heard that Mr. Xiang is going to give a book today, that's why so many people came."
Just as he was talking, Shopkeeper Zhuang saw Chen Changsheng coming and greeted him.
There were a lot of bustling sounds in the teahouse.
"I don't know what this new storyteller is like."
"I heard from Shopkeeper Zhuang that he is very powerful, so I stayed here specifically to experience it."
"I also have the same intention."
"Don't tell me, I feel sluggish when I drink tea without storytellers these days. The more I drink, the more sleepy I feel."
"Who says it isn't?"
While we were chatting, we saw Shopkeeper Zhuang coming up to the stage.
"Everyone, everyone, the stage has been silent and elegant for the past few days. Zhuang is here to tell you all about it. Zhuang has spent all his efforts to invite Mr. Chen to support my Tangji Tea House."
Someone in the hall said: "Old Zhuang, you are the only one who talks a lot! Please come up, sir!"
After hearing this, Shopkeeper Zhuang nodded and said: "Then I won't talk nonsense. Everyone, drink up and listen!"
Shopkeeper Zhuang's words gave Chen Changsheng enough face, so he blew it out, which shows how much he trusts Chen Changsheng.
After he got down, he said to Chen Changsheng who was coming towards him.
"Mr. Chen, please make sure you live in shock."
Chen Changsheng smiled warmly and said, "The shopkeeper can rest assured."
He walked straight onto the stage.
Everyone was stunned when they saw the person on stage.
"What a handsome young man!"
“Good temperament!”
Chen Changsheng came on stage and stood in front of the table. He picked up the folding fan on the table and held it in his hands.
"My surname is Chen. Good wine comes first and tea comes last, hence the word wine and tea. Thank you all for coming to the teahouse today to support me. Chen would like to thank you all again."
After the words were said, discussion started in the hall.
"Chenjiu tea, this word is interesting."
“Without further ado, let’s watch the opening scene.”
"It's extremely."
Chen Changsheng saw that the audience's interest was high, so he stopped talking nonsense and said: "I think you don't want to listen to Chen's nonsense, so let's work on our skills."
"The predecessors had a book called "Liao Zhai", also known as "The Legend of Ghost Fox", which has twelve volumes and more than 400 chapters. The book contains spirits, foxes, demons, immortals, Buddhas, ghosts and gods. Each chapter has its own merits. What Chen is talking about today is one of the chapters "
rouge"."
"Crack!"
Chen Changsheng slapped him with an eye-catching slap. Before everyone in the hall could discuss what the book "Liao Zhai" was, he was stunned by the "Liao Zhai".
Shopkeeper Zhuang was shocked when he heard this.
"Don't talk about Journey to the West?"
He couldn't help but feel worried.
"The story takes place in the east of Mount Laoshan. It is said that there is a family named Bian here who is engaged in treating cattle. There is a girl named Yanzhi who has been smart since she was a child."
"Dr. Bian loved his daughter very much and wanted to find a son-in-law from a scholar's family. However, because his family came from a humble background, no one from the local wealthy family was willing to marry him. Therefore, although Yanzhi has grown up, he is still
It’s because I haven’t found a satisfactory in-law…”
At first, most of the audience thought this was another chapter about love, and immediately found it boring.
But as the storyteller in the hall continued to speak, everyone's expressions changed.
"Shixueshi checked their names one by one and arrested them. When they were all arrested, he took them to the City God's Temple, made them kneel in front of the sacred case, and said to them: "I dreamed that a god told
I, the murderer, am among the four or five of you. Now when you face the gods, you cannot tell lies. If you can confess frankly, you can be treated leniently. Those who tell lies will be severely punished." This group of people
They all said in unison that there was no murder. Shi Xuezhi ordered the torture instruments to be placed on the ground and prepared to torture!"
"As soon as their hair was tied up and their clothes were taken off, they all shouted in unison that they were wronged. Shi Xuezhi ordered that they be temporarily exempted from the punishment and said to them: "Since you are unwilling to confess on your own, let the ghosts and gods point out who the murderer is.
""
"So they sent people to cover the windows of the main hall completely with felt mats, leaving no gap. They also let them bare their backs and drove them into the darkness."
"He began to give them a basin of water and asked them to wash their hands, and then tied them with a rope under the wall, warning: "Facing the wall, do not move. If it is a murderer, there must be gods writing on his back."
""
"After a while, they were called out. Shi Xuezhi observed and examined them one by one, and finally pointed at Mao Da and said: "This man is a murderer!"
"It turns out that the scholar first had people paint the walls with white ash, and then used bituminous coal water to make them wash their hands. The murderer was afraid that the gods would write on his back, so he secretly pressed his back against the wall so that his back was stained with white ash. Before he walked out,
When I was hiding in the palace, I used my hands to protect my back, so my back was stained with black smoke. In this way, the murderer will be revealed!"