Qiankun Storyteller

Chapter 2
Su Wen sat in the backstage for a while, listening to the storyteller at the front desk, I will appear on the stage after you sing, secretly counting the time for himself to be on stage, and considering whether to have two more bowls of white water to fill his stomach.

At this moment, a middle-aged man with a kind face raised the curtain and walked into the backstage.

Su Wen saw the situation.Quickly got up, and bowed to the person who came: "Meng Treasurer!"

The name of the visitor is Meng Shi, who is the shopkeeper of the Meng family bookstore, and also the treasure of the store, Mr. Facade, the number one storyteller in the bookstore, a real family business, and a family handicraft.

Storytelling, in the impression of ordinary people, is mostly told in restaurants, teahouses and other places, so that it can attract business and attract customers.

Such restaurants and such storytellers are not absent, but they are not in the majority.

After all, the main business of a restaurant is a wine shop, not a folk art show, and the storyteller's help to the business is mediocre. If it is bad, it will ruin the mood of the diners, but if it is good, it will attract the attention of diners, which will also affect the business.

Therefore, restaurants seldom cooperate with storytellers, and more of them sing ditties. It’s better to be a girl’s house. As the saying goes, the beauty is beautiful and delicious. That delicate little beauty came on stage and sang with her voice. It’s elegant and pleasant, no bigger than you Is it good for the old man to spit on the stage?

Storytellers are mainly in the bookstore, and most people will go to the bookstore if they want to listen to books.

Bookstores are different from theater troupes. The shopkeepers of theater troupes are mostly called troupe masters, and some are called bosses, while bookstores are mostly called shopkeepers. Because theater troupes are mobile, large in size and self-contained, there is the term boss, while bookstores are fixed. They are small in size and belong to ordinary merchants, so they are often called shopkeepers.

Su Wen bowed to Shopkeeper Meng, and Shopkeeper Meng bowed his hands to Su Wen, and said with a light smile, "Mr. Su, you will be on stage next."

Su Wen immediately responded with a smile and said: "Master Meng is serious, how can I bear the word "Mr."

"Ha, you have the same temperament as Mo Lao, you really are a famous teacher and a great apprentice!"

Meng Shi smiled: "But asking Su to ask, that would be a bit too much, how about asking you to ask brother?"

The other party was approachable, but Su Wen was still courteous: "Thank you, Shopkeeper Meng, for your care."

"You're welcome!"

Meng Shi smiled and asked again: "Are you ready?"

Su Wen opened the small basket on the side, glanced at the folding fan and Xingmu inside, and replied, "Don't worry, shopkeeper, everything is ready."

"Ok!"

Meng Shi also saw the items in his basket, and nodded in satisfaction: "Then get ready to go on stage."

……

Storytelling is a simple but not simple, casual and not casual profession, just like cross talk.

You can talk if you have an open mouth, and you don’t need any props, clothes, or makeup. There is a folding fan on the stage, and you can talk if you have a piece of wakewood. You can talk without it. Simple, casual?

But it's not easy to say yes. Everyone knows how to open their mouths to speak, so why do you just listen to what you say?
Work hard!

There are many skills in storytelling, the most basic and important thing is memorization.

If you can’t even remember the content, you can’t remember clearly, and you have to think about it for a long time when you go on stage to say a paragraph, intermittently like a blunt knife killing people, then what are you talking about, get off the stage and serve tea to others.

Therefore, remembering is the most basic and important thing. You must open your mouth and come, and you must be clear and clear from paragraph to paragraph. You must never let the audience feel that you are fooling around and spending money wrongly.

Such basic skills cannot be practiced without a few years of effort.

But Meng Shi was very aware of Su Wen's situation. Less than half a year after writing the theory, he still had to take care of the master's illness and funeral in the middle.

Therefore, Meng Shidu was already ready to ask Su Wen to take a book to the stage, flip through a couple of pages from time to time, and even read the scriptures.

Unexpectedly, Su Wen didn't bring books at all.

Do you have this confidence?
Or have you given up?
Meng Shi didn't know either, but no matter what, he did what he should do, and he had already explained to Su Wen's dead master.

If it doesn't work, just be a servant in the bookstore. Although serving tea and water is a bit bitter, it's better than starving to death, isn't it?
Meng Shi said something silently in his heart.

Su Wen didn't know it, lifted the curtain, walked out of the backstage, and walked to the stage confidently.

The layout of the bookstore is very simple, with seats on four sides and a book table in the middle. The audience sits down under the stage, the storyteller comes on stage, holds the folding fan, pats Xingmu, and after the sound is suppressed, he starts talking immediately.

In addition, there will be a signboard outside the door of the bookstore, called Shuzhao, on which are written the names of all the storytellers in the bookstore, when they will start speaking today, what kind of repertoire they are talking about, and a few opening poems profile.

When the audience comes to the bookstore, they first read the book, and if there is a song they like, they buy a ticket. When the time comes, they enter the venue to listen to the book. Each session occupies a certain period of time.

This goes on one after another until the final closing.

It is late afternoon and evening, which is the golden age in modern times, and the rich and colorful nightlife is about to begin.

But in ancient times... there was a curfew in the city, and people were not allowed to walk at night. People would go home in the evening, and the bookstore would also close.

So this is the final finishing stage, generally unpopular songs, or unpopular storytellers, will be arranged for this time slot.

If there is an apprentice who inherits the mantle and speaks on stage for the first time, he will also be arranged here, and it will be stated in the calligraphy that the ticket price will be sold at a low price or the ticket fee will be exempted altogether.

Su Wen is now the one that waives the fare.

After all, he has only studied for a few months, and he doesn't have all the basic skills. Even if he sells low-priced tickets, Meng Shi is afraid of ruining his own brand, so he simply gives it for free.

Free things are not necessarily good, but they definitely make people happy. The bookstore is the same. It is still raining lightly outside. Even if it is not good, it is good to come in to take shelter from the rain and chat a few words to pass the time.

Therefore, although Su Wen was on stage for the first time, the audience was surprisingly many.

This made Su Wen very happy.

Although to Meng Shi, the owner of the bookstore, this is a group of hateful prostitutes, but not to him.

As long as someone listens to his storytelling, he can get aura.

If it wasn't for doing so, it would disrupt the market, and it would be very likely that someone would report and expose him, and he would be accused of deceiving people. Su Wen could even sit at the door of his house and tell stories for free.

"Yo!"

"It's a new face!"

"This little face is quite pale, could it be the young master of some family?"

"Which family's master rabbit is similar, and whose young master can tell stories on stage?"

"There is no hair on the mouth, and I can't do things well. I have blinded my mood for nothing."

"No wonder the ticket is free, it turns out that a young lady is going to be on stage!"

"Hahaha!"

As soon as Su Wen came to the stage, he saw a group of people sitting on a long bench yelling and mocking.

This is a bunch of hooligans, the kind of hooligans who are not popular, otherwise they wouldn't be yelling like this in the free market, picking this and that.

There are so many demands for whoring for nothing, do you think these bastards are scumbags?

Scum belongs to scum, Su Wen has nothing to do with them, let alone retort, he can only silently write them down in a small notebook, ignore them and go to the stage.

"Everyone, boy Su Wen, under the tutelage of Mr. Mo Yunsheng, Mr. Mo, came to the stage for the first time today, and I will tell you a story about a hero and a legend of a chivalrous man!"

Su Wen first cupped his hands and introduced himself to everyone.

"Oh?"

"Mr. Mo's apprentice?"

"I heard that Mr. Mo died of a serious illness some time ago."

"It's a pity, it's a pity. The "No Head Case" that Mr. Mo said is a masterpiece, I don't want to go to it."

"I don't know how much kung fu and ability his apprentice has inherited?"

"These words are pretty good. Hey, what are you going to talk about today?"

Su Wen's opening remarks may not be exciting, but at least they managed to attract everyone's attention.

The most frightening thing for a storyteller on stage for the first time is that he says something on stage while the audience chats off the stage, you talk about yours and they talk about theirs.

Su Wen aroused everyone's interest at the beginning, and it was a very good start. The shopkeeper Meng Shi, who was watching from the background, also nodded secretly when he saw it.

Su Wen took out the folding fan and Xingmu from the basket and put them away, then turned around to everyone, and said in a loud voice, "Today, I will tell you about the Legend of the Water Margin Heroes!"

"The Legend of the Water Margin Heroes?"

"What book is this?"

"Never heard of it!"

"Could it be that some book was renamed to fool us?"

"Master, I've heard all about Goulan Bookstore, but I've never heard of any Legend of Water Tiger Heroes!"

"Which dynasty and generation is this Water Margin?"

"Master Rabbit, can you do it? If you can't, get off the stage quickly, don't waste your time!"

As soon as the unfamiliar book title came out, everyone in the audience became noisy again, and the voices of a few hooligans were the loudest.

It's all questionable.

This is a very normal thing, not to mention the audience outside the door, even Meng Shi inside the door was very surprised when he heard the title of Su Wen's book for the first time.

Su Wen calmly said: "To tell you the truth, this is the last work of the late teacher. It was made with painstaking efforts and has not been made public, so the reputation is not obvious. The boy came to the stage today, and it is also for the last wish of the old teacher, to complete the unfinished work of the old teacher. thing."

"This……"

"Since it is Mr. Mo's posthumous work, let's listen to it first!"

"If you fool me, you will be kicked off the stage!"

"Xiao Er, warm up a pot of wine, and a plate of fennel beans."

The idea that the dead are the greatest was even more important in ancient times, so as soon as Su Wen mentioned the title of the posthumous work of his predecessor, the restless crowd in the audience quieted down, even the few hooligans stopped shouting.

"Then please listen quietly!"

Su Wen sat down, Xing Mu clapped his hands, and immediately spoke to everyone.

"Yanshi's voice is like Mengchang, and it's like Dongge accepting talents."

"Wu Songxiong is fierce and fearful, but Chai Jin is flamboyant all over the world.

"Confidence that you can kill a tiger with your body, but talk about three bowls but you can't do it."

"It's so strange to report brother and sister-in-law, and win a high reputation!"

A poem on the stage, everyone in the audience is quiet!
　The new book period cannot be changed more, two chapters are fixed every day

　　
　
(End of this chapter)