Qiankun Storyteller

Chapter 7 The World
Listening to the book is the most annoying, and the next answer will be explained!

Who is that shouting?
Let Wu Song accept his head and bow?

And didn't you say in the beginning that you should report to your brother and sister-in-law? What about brother and sister-in-law?
Everyone was full of curiosity, eagerly waiting for the follow-up plot, but Su Wen cut it off with a single knife at this time, breaking it down with one hand and then the next. Do you think it's annoying or not?
"This is the end?"

"Next time, I'm sorry, keep talking!"

"Who is that man who actually asked Wu Song to bow down?"

"You storytellers are always like this, every time you make people feel overwhelmed."

"That's right, the sisters and children in Chunfengyuan don't bother you!"

The crowd in the audience was full of righteous indignation.

This made Su Wen very helpless.

He doesn't want to end like this, isn't it time for this game?
As I said before, Su Wen's session is at the bottom of the day, and only those storytellers with low popularity, or junior apprentices who have just come to power will be arranged for this segment.

The end time is often not long. After all, time is money. It is impossible for bookstores that rely on ticket sales to give too much time to these unhappy and unpopular storytellers. Half an hour is the most.

Although Su Wen spoke well and made the audience like it very much, there was no way to delay the continuation because...

"Everyone!"

Su Wen stood up, bowed his hands to everyone in the audience, and said: "Everyone loves you, I'm terrified, but it's getting late, it's almost sunset, and there's a curfew in the city, ordinary people are not allowed to go out at night, so please forgive me!"

"This……"

Everyone in the audience looked at each other in blank amazement.

Su Wen's remark was neither humble nor overbearing, polite and restrained, it could be said that it was watertight, and there was no way to refute it, even the few local hooligans in the front row, who were rascals, didn't know how to speak.

After a while, someone spoke up.

"Mr. Su is right. It's time to call it quits. Let's go back to our homes before it gets dark!"

"Extremely extreme. If you are caught by the night watchman quickly, you will not be allowed to go to the county government prison to peel off your skin?"

"Water Margin, Wu Song, you're right. You really are Mr. Mo's high-achieving apprentice. Dude, watch and reward!"

"Come on!"

While everyone was talking, two assistants came under the desk and in front of the group seats holding flower baskets.

He was the first to ask the person watching and appreciating to take out a few copper coins and throw them into the flower basket. The guy holding the flower basket immediately made a smiley face to thank him, said a few auspicious words, and then turned to others.

Some people turned a blind eye to this and got up and left directly. Some looked embarrassed, but still took out a copper plate and threw it into the flower basket with a blushing face. Some laughed, looked at Su Wen on the stage, and threw out a few rewards after admiring Well, Su Wen even saw a large family lose a small amount of money, estimated to be thirty or forty cash.

No matter whether the reward is rewarded or not, whether the reward is more or less, the guys all greet each other with a smile on their face, never muttering a word or discussing the slightest thing.

Of course, there are different special treatment for rewards. For example, the guy holding the flower basket who lost half a penny immediately shouted loudly: "Li Dutou looks at the reward of 45 coins!"

"Li Du is proud!"

"Li Dutou is in good health!"

"Li Dutou..."

"It's a shame that you two don't become anchors!"

Looking at the two guys who were full of auspicious words and jingles in the audience, Su Wen groaned silently in his heart, and also turned his attention to Li Dutou, who offered the little half of the money.

The currency circulated among the people in Dazhou is copper coins. One coin is one penny, one hundred pennies is a penny, and one thousand pennies is one penny. In terms of purchasing power, the monthly living expenses of an ordinary family of three are basically around two hundred pennies. .

The 45 coins tipped by Li Dutou was enough to cover Su Wen's living expenses for a month.

You can earn a month's expenses by talking about a book. Is the storytelling business so profitable?

Of course, it’s not so easy to earn. Although there are a lot of rewards for storytelling, the ones that can fall into Su Wen’s hands in the end...

Don't talk about it!

Look at Li Dutou first.

This person is so generous, his status is naturally extraordinary.

I saw that he was tall, with a strong physique, his eyebrows and eyes were like knives, and he was very sharp. One could tell that he was not an ordinary person.

As soon as Su Wen turned his gaze to him, Meng Shi came out from the backstage and greeted him, "Li Dutou is here to join us again, it really makes the little land flourish!"

"Shopkeeper Meng is being polite!"

Li Dutou greeted Meng Shi, then turned his gaze back to Su Wen, and said with a smile: "Mr. Su, this Water Margin hero is really good. I don't know when I will talk about it again, so that Li can be prepared?"

"This……"

Su Wen cast hesitant eyes on Meng Shi.

"Hahaha!"

Meng Shi smiled and said, "After three days, the lecture will continue as usual, taking over from Mr. Mo. Li Dutou is welcome to join us!"

"Well, after three days, Li will come again."

"Go slowly!"

"..."

Meng Shi bid farewell to Li Dutou, and the show officially ended. Su Wen put the folding fan Xingmu into the basket, and went backstage to wait quietly.

After a while, Meng Shi came over and congratulated him with cupped hands: "Congratulations, my brother. You have such a good appearance on the stage for the first time. Even Li Dutou looks at you favorably. I am afraid that your future achievements will be limitless." ah!"

Su Wen bowed and responded: "It's all thanks to the support of Shopkeeper Meng!"

"That's too modest!"

Meng Shi shook his head and smiled, and said: "Our storytellers rely on their ability and kung fu. If you don't have this ability and kung fu, I can't do anything. You can't control the sky, you can't control the land, and you can't control the stage." The next person."

Su Wen nodded, and said, "Thank you for the shopkeeper's teaching, Su Wen will keep it in mind!"

"You..."

Seeing that he still looked very courteous, Meng Shi shook his head, without saying anything, took out a red paper bag, and handed it to him: "This is your reward for today, a total of [-] Wen, see if you like it." isn't it?"

Su Wen took the paper bag, weighed it briefly, put it in his arms, and then handed over to Meng Shi: "Thank you, shopkeeper!"

Twenty words!
How much is Su Wen’s tip today?

Li Dutou alone rewarded 45 coins, plus the scattered contributions of other people, there are about [-] coins. Why did Meng Shi only give him [-] coins?
Even if the bookstore has to be divided, it won't be so black-hearted. Is this shopkeeper Meng such a black-hearted boss?
Of course not!

The share ratio between Meng Shi's bookstore and the storyteller is [-]-[-]. Whether it's a bookstore or an opera troupe, this share is extremely fair and conscientious.

But Meng Shi's conscience alone cannot change the general trend of the times, let alone resist black and white exploitation and oppression.

There is a slang saying in Anping County, called black peeling three, white collection four, which refers to the taxation of ordinary people.

Ordinary people, no matter what kind of business they do, have to pay homage to the gang and the government. The gang is black, and [-]% is exploited, the government is white, and [-]% is taxed. in the hands of the people.

For example, if Su Wen got the reward today, 100% of the reward for more than 30 Wen was deducted, leaving only more than 30 Wen, and these [-] Wen were then matched with the bookstore, leaving only [-] or [-] Wen. Now the [-] Wen is about It was Meng Shi who made it up.

This shows how difficult people's livelihood is.

Seven out of ten is the rule of Anping County, and it is also the treatment of the people of Anping County.

That's right, treatment, compared to this kind of exploitation, is actually a kind of treatment!
I heard that there are many places outside of Anping County where disasters, disasters, corrupt officials take office, robbers plunder, rich and unkind, and land mergers, the taxation and exploitation have reached nine out of ten, ten out of ten, or even ten out of ten. The point of fifteen.

Under such exploitation, the common people had no way of making a living, selling their children and daughters, ruining their families and property, and in the end they either degraded themselves as slaves, or became refugees, leaving their homes and drifting with the crowd.

Compared with these places, Anping County, which is seven out of ten, is already considered a peaceful place. Although the people are suffering, they can barely survive.

The world is difficult, and people's livelihood is not easy!
This also had a great impact on Su Wen's storytelling career. After all, if he couldn't survive, how could anyone still listen to books?

Fortunately, he traveled to Anping County, which is considered safe and peaceful, so he had the opportunity to speak on stage and get some rewards. If he traveled to those places where there were turmoil and chaos, it would be a question of whether he could survive.

……

Seeing that Su Wen accepted the reward without any objection and anger, Meng Shi also nodded secretly, and said, "Nothing is easy in this world now, and some things should be endured as long as they are tolerated. You must not be young and hot-blooded, understand?"

Su Wen nodded and said, "Su Wen understands, the shopkeeper can rest assured."

"Just understand, just understand!"

Meng Shi patted him on the shoulder, and said: "But you don't need to worry too much. Today you are on the stage of my bookstore, and that is my Meng Shi's person. I just talked to Li Dutou, and you are also called I went to warn you, those rogues will not dare to do that tricky thing again, at most they will use some low-level tricks, just be patient, and when the name comes out, they will not dare to provoke you again."

Su Wen nodded: "Don't worry, shopkeeper, Su Wen understands."

Meng Shi: "..."

……

After bidding farewell to Meng Shi, Su Wen left the bookstore and rushed home.

The curfew is one of the express prohibitions of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and it is extremely strictly enforced. As long as the local government has not completely collapsed, government servants must be organized to patrol at night. If ordinary people violate it, they will be punished at least.

Although it was only evening and there was still some time before dark, Su Wen didn't plan to stay outside, so he bought a few biscuits for dinner on the street, and then went home.

Su Wen's family lived in the south of the city, outside Goulan, at the corner of Anping County. The house was a small brick house purchased by his master before his death, and it was also the largest property his master left him.

Su Wen was carrying the cooking cake, and before he even got close to the house, he smelled a strong... stench!
The stench was pungent and disgusting.

Su Wen stopped, and saw that the door of his house was covered with all kinds of filth, and there were two sloppy excrement buckets on the ground, and an extremely strong stench rushed straight into his nostrils.

"Oh, why is it so smelly, did someone fall into the cesspit?"

A few rascals came out from the corner, looked at Su Wen in front of the door with a smile, and a young man with a pockmarked face shouted: "Oh, it wasn't someone who fell into the cesspit, but the door of the house of our great talent Su." Who poured dung on someone, who is so bold, not afraid of Su Dacai to sue the officials..."

"boom!"

Before the ridicule was finished, he was interrupted by the sound of the door slamming. It was Su Wen who ignored the stench and filth, angrily unlocked the door, and then slammed the door with his backhand to enter the room. Shake the group of sloppy faces.

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(End of this chapter)