The beauty of the peasant girl of crossing

Chapter 8 Storytelling
Although there are no modern seasonings here, and the food tastes a bit bland, the ingredients are original and fresh, and they have a different kind of deliciousness.

Juxianlou is located in the busiest part of the capital. It is noon when people come and go, so it is very lively.

Shen Furong was facing the plate on the table, looking at the very tempting dim sum to explore, and suddenly heard a loud "bang" from the outside lobby.

And the surrounding area that was full of people suddenly became quiet a lot.

Shen Furong followed the slits of the curtain provoked by October, looked out curiously, and found that it was Mr. Storyteller who started storytelling.

I saw a high platform in the middle of the lobby, and a middle-aged scholar in a long gown was holding Xingmu in his hand and slapped it on the table.

Then he cleared his throat and began to tell the story in a loud voice.

This storyteller is talking about a legend and anecdote of a swordsman in the Jianghu.

He spoke with saliva flying, and his brows were beaming.

The surrounding tea guests also listened happily and with gusto.

Shen Furong looked interesting, and there was a faint smile on the corner of her mouth.

At this time, a second came over to give them new tea, and Shen Furong asked the second: "Little brother, what stories do you storytellers usually like to tell?"

Xiao Er smiled and said, "Mr. Storyteller's stories are mostly untrue and untrue, and sometimes he also talks about fashionable things in the capital."

Shen Furong nodded, "When it's fake, it's real and fake, this gentleman is well-informed and has a lot of ink."

After listening to Shen Furong's words, Xiao Er agreed:
"Although storytelling in the lobby is nothing more than attracting guests and giving them a good time, our storyteller is indeed a genuine and talented person, but he is only dragged down by his wife and family, so he has to bow down here."

On the side of October, hearing the words, he asked with wide eyes, "Could it be that there is something unusual about this storyteller?"

Shen Furong was also a little curious, "I wonder if you can tell me one or two?"

Xiao Er smiled and replied: "It's nothing, it's not a very secret thing.

What the two girls didn't know was that our gentleman was born in the middle of a family, and since the beginning of his literacy, he planned to take the path of an official career in the future, so as to change the poverty and embarrassment of the family.

He had been studying hard in the cold window all the time, and he was pursuing an official career, and he was also a scholar at a young age.

It was only by chance that he met his wife.

His wife is gentle and generous, and the husband and wife are a good match like a bosom friend.

It's just that the husband's wife has been frail since childhood and has been ill for a long time, and spends most of the year in bed.

In order to treat his wife's illness, the husband had to give up the career of taking the exam and try to work around to make a living.

Because he has some knowledge, our shopkeeper hired him to come here to tell stories. "

October listened to tears, "The husband and wife are deeply in love, it's really touching!"

Shen Furong was also very moved, she knew that the ancients placed great importance on getting famous.

She has heard too many stories of husbands abandoning their wives after they got a job title and succeeded in getting famous. This kind of man who gave up taking a job title in order to share his life with his wife is still very impressive.

"It's just a pity that Mr. is leaving."

Speaking of this, the young second sighed deeply, looking extremely regretful.

Shen Furong and October couldn't help asking at the same time, "Why?"

Shen Furong thought more, "Could it be his wife?"

Xiao Er nodded, verifying Shen Furong's guess.

"I have no choice but to lose my life. The husband's wife passed away a few days ago. According to our shopkeeper, the husband is going to continue his career and get famous."

Shen Furong expressed her understanding that taking the imperial examinations, gaining admission to Enke, and walking the flower road are the lifelong pursuits of countless hard-working readers.

Mr. Storyteller's wife has also passed away, whether he is because he has no worries, or whether he turns grief and anger into strength, maybe he can really become famous in the imperial examination.

Xiao Er continued: "Some distinguished guests from our restaurant are willing to come here, except for the excellent food and drink here, they are here for this storyteller. Now that the gentleman is leaving, I can't find a suitable replacement for him. Broke our shopkeeper."

When Shen Furong heard this, her mind moved, "I wonder what requirements you have for storytellers here?"

She is new here, and she is not familiar with this dynasty. Although she has found a temporary place to live, since she doesn't want to enter the Marquis of Zhenguo Mansion, it is better to get out as soon as possible.

If she can come here to tell stories, she can not only change this passive status quo, but also save some money for emergencies.

After listening to Shen Furong's question, Xiao Er replied, "I don't know exactly what the requirements are. It's up to the shopkeeper of my family to have the final say."

Shen Furong nodded, indicating that she understood.

Seeing that Shen Furong had nothing to ask, Xiao Er consciously retreated.

The storyteller on the high platform outside just finished a wonderful story, and now he tells another legend.

After listening quietly for a while, Shen Furong took October and left Juxianlou.

Because of the thoughts in her heart, Shen Furong didn't wander around with October this time.

Instead, I went to the ready-to-wear shop and the powder store in a planned way, and bought a set of men's clothes and some dark powder.

After that, Shen Furong used the excuse of sending October to buy things, and she took the opportunity to find a place to change into men's clothes, and mixed those dark powders on her face.

When she was almost like a son and brother, she turned around and went back to Juxianlou.

This time, Shen Furong did not go to the private room, but directly asked Xiao Er to take her to see the shopkeeper of Juxian Tower.

The shopkeeper of Juxianlou is a fat middle-aged man who looks very shrewd. He is called shopkeeper Qian.

After seeing Shen Furong, Shopkeeper Qian looked up at her, and when he was sure that he really didn't know her, he smiled respectfully:
"This son, I don't know what is going on here?"

Shen Furong said straight to the point: "I heard that you want to recruit Mr. Storyteller?"

When the shopkeeper heard this, he looked Shen Furong up and down again, "Young master can tell books?"

Shen Furong nodded affirmatively.

Storytellers, of course she does.

In modern times, she likes to read various miscellaneous novels and the like.

Whether it's terrifying supernatural stories, myths and legends, or all kinds of anecdotes, she can easily handle them.

Seeing this, Shopkeeper Qian smiled gently and harmlessly, but his small eyes were full of shrewdness:

"Young master doesn't know anything, this restaurant is the largest restaurant in the capital, and most of the people we greeted are dignitaries, so the requirements for Mr. Storyteller are very high.

Since the young master intends to respond, why don't you show us your hands now!We also want to ask the gentleman for some advice! "

Shen Furong hooked her lips and smiled, with a relaxed smile, "Why is this so difficult? The shopkeeper listened to...

In the mountains, there is a little white snake practicing cultivation.One day, the little white snake was captured by the snake man, and was almost killed. Fortunately, he was rescued by a child...

After more than 1000 years of practice, she finally shed her snake body and was able to transform into a human form...Later, she came to the Broken Bridge on the West Lake in Hangzhou..."

　Asking for investment, comments, and all kinds of tickets, this concubine is polite!!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)