The husband who picked it up rebelled

Chapter 194 Reaction
"This business can only be discussed with you." Lin Luo asked Mr. Storyteller to sit down at his table, and they had a good talk.

The storyteller hesitated for a moment, his eyes fell on his patched gown, and he decided to go with Lin Luo.

It's all right to be poor all your life, and you can't lose your upward heart.

Otherwise, the opportunity to make a fortune is right in front of you, and I'm afraid you don't have the courage to fight for it.

It is also because the storyteller has told too many other people's stories that he has some understanding of this.

Su Ying and Qi Xiaole were at a loss.

Su Ying asked Qi Xiaole: "Does Luoluo want to invite Mr. Storyteller to her teahouse?" However, is it not good to pry the corner of the wall in front of the shopkeeper?

Even with her back to the shopkeeper of the teahouse, Su Ying could feel the shopkeeper's unfriendly gaze.

Qi Xiaole shook her head, "I don't understand what my sister-in-law is thinking."

Lin Luo always wanted to come out as soon as he came out.

"Let's just wait and see. I hope my sister-in-law can leave here sooner after finishing her work. I always feel uneasy."

Lin Luo personally poured tea for the storyteller.

"Little lady, just say what you want to say." The storyteller was sitting upright, very embarrassed, especially after he noticed the eyes of his old employer, this kind of embarrassment about life rose to the extreme.

A bit of regret emerged in my heart, shouldn't I do this?
If there was a gap in the ground, the storyteller would want to slip in. At this age, with half of his foot already in the coffin, why would he want to get rich?

What else are you digging for?

The storyteller never concealed his embarrassment, Lin Luo could see his deep uneasiness.

Without beating around the bush, he cut straight to the point: "I have a few stories, and I want my husband to try the effect of storytelling."

It turned out to be to sell your own story.The storyteller was disappointed for a while, and pointed out: "I don't have any money left to buy your story, you should find someone else."

After all, get up and leave.

"Wait a minute, I won't take your money, just sit down and listen to me, I won't take any money from this story, you decide whether to tell it or not."

"What do you want, little lady?"

The storyteller was puzzled, Lin Luo said that he was looking for her to do business, but she actually said that she would not get any money for the story.

This is not for business, but for charity.

"Don't worry, just listen to my story first." Lin Luo's eyes sparkled. Her motherland has a history of thousands of years, and there are many magnificent cultural treasures left behind.

Moreover, Lin Luo knew before that there were no such works as the Four Great Masterpieces in this dynasty.

These four masterpieces are all classics.

Which one should I take out first?Lin Luo's eyes fell on the cinnabar jade ring hanging around Su Ying's neck, and he opened his lips:
"The story I want to tell is called "The Story of the Stone". It was left by a master named Cao Xueqin. Let me tell you now..."

The stubborn stone falls into the world, and the fairy grass wants to repay the favor.

To be born in a rich and noble family, and to see the daughter of the Lin family.

"'I have seen this younger sister before.' The stubborn stone looked at the young girl of the Lin family and said."

The storyteller hurriedly asked: "But the stubborn stone remembers the past, how can he say he has met the Lin family's daughter?"

"That one, I will talk about it later, you think about it, is this story worth adding another book?"

"Due it, deserve it!"

The storyteller couldn't sit down any longer, so he got up and went to talk to the shopkeeper about it.

When I arrived in front of the shopkeeper, I saw this man with a dark face and a bad breath, and said harshly: "If someone wants to give you a good price, you run with them, don't find me to give you extra monthly money! Hurry up, hurry up, it's really bad. I will help you."

It made Mr. Storyteller very embarrassed.

In the early years, life was difficult, but thanks to the help of the shopkeeper of the teahouse, he got a subsistence job, and he was able to survive until today.

So even if the shopkeeper scolded Yin Yang, Mr. Storyteller couldn't get angry.

He cleared his throat and forced out a humble and miserable smile, "The shopkeeper, that young lady gave me a story for free. I think it's a good story. Can you arrange another storytelling?"

The shopkeeper looked at Lin Luo in surprise.

Lin Luo's position was by the window, a little far from the counter, so he couldn't hear Lin Luo's voice.

Coupled with some emotions, the shopkeeper didn't go over to eavesdrop, and didn't know what Lin Luo and the storyteller said.

He stretched out his head slightly, and confirmed with the storyteller again: "Really? Didn't she come to poach you? She came to deliver stories?"

Mr. Storyteller nodded heavily: "Not bad."

"Ahem." This time it was the embarrassing turn of the shopkeeper. This time he treated the gentleman's belly with the heart of a villain, but he couldn't let it go, so he deliberately put on a straight face: "I can't tell any story. , if it's someone who is not popular, won't that affect my customers?"

The storyteller looked at the shopkeeper and said nothing.

I don't know who is the guy who usually encourages him to tell some romantic stories to attract people.

Besides, if Lin Luo's story is not popular, then there are no other stories that are popular.

Having known each other for many years, the shopkeeper could tell the meaning of the storyteller's expression at a glance, he coughed a few more times, and made a reluctant expression: "For your sake, I will let you say it again, but I can talk to you beforehand." You said it, if the effect is not good, you are not allowed to talk about it in the future."

Mr. Storyteller happily went back to prepare.

Not long after, the storyteller stepped onto the podium again, slapped the wood, straightened his back when he spoke, and his voice was magnetic and thick, as if he had changed.

At this time, he is not a down-and-out storyteller, but an expert who points out the country: "Today, let me tell you a little about the story of stone, let me say..."

Qi Xiaole and Su Ying had heard Lin Luo say it once before, and now they heard Mr. Shu repeat it again, and they were still very interested.

Besides, Mr. Storyteller has been immersed in this way for many years, and he knows how to tell a good story better than Lin Luo, and the storytelling is full of wit and wit.

The guests around were talking about it: "Is there actually a storytelling session today? Why do I remember that there is only one session every half day?"

"No matter what, this story is really good and interesting. You"

As the story unfolded, everyone listened attentively. When the storyteller finished his sentence and slapped the wood, listening to the familiar phrase "If you want to know what will happen next, let's listen to the next chapter to break it down", everyone's hearts seemed to be crawling. Full of ants, very itchy.

"Why is this gone? Say it again!"

"It's not very satisfying yet!"

"My lord, I will pay for it, good sir, please say it again!"

The storyteller was standing on the stage now, and the crowd of onlookers responded enthusiastically, their complexions were a little rosy, and their spirits improved a lot.

He has not received such a warm response for a long time.

The shopkeeper did not expect that the story provided by Lin Luo would achieve such an effect. He, who had not bothered to talk to Lin Luo before, put down his abacus and asked someone to make a pot of good Biluochun, and took it to Lin Luo. side went.

"I heard from Lao Qian that your surname is Lin?" The shopkeeper smiled, "Can I sit down?"

(End of this chapter)