Before exile, the imperial concubine emptied the palace

Chapter 89 Betting on Your Teahouse

After dinner, Ge Baoquan, the proprietor of the teahouse, knocked on the door with his clothes, "Boom, boom, boom!"

"Lin Guihua, I'm bringing you clothes!"

It was Liang Jingyao who opened the door. With a dark face, he said, "You can call Miss Lin from now on!"
Ge Baoquan didn't know how he had offended this man, and walked into the room in bewilderment, "Lin, Miss Lin, these are brand new clothes."

Lin Xiaoyue tried her best to hold back her laughter. When Ge Baoquan called Lin Guihua outside, Liang Jingyao's face immediately became stinky and long!But when Ge Baoquan asked his name, he didn't have time to think about it, so he blurted out the names of Lin Guihua and Lin Yongsheng.

The soil is a bit soiled, but it is easy to remember!

She stepped forward to take the clothes, compared them with her body, nodded and said, "Yes, thank you shopkeeper! When will you start storytelling in the evening?"

Ge Baoquan said with a smile: "There are already some guests outside. It's the first time for Miss Lin to go on stage, so you can go out and get used to the place now. After a while, all the seats should be full."

Lin Xiaoyue nodded and said, "Okay, then please go to the shopkeeper to warm up the place first, and I will come out after I change my clothes."

"Okay, okay!" Ge Baoquan's scalp was numb from Liang Jingyao's eyes, and when he heard that Lin Xiaoyue agreed to take the stage now, he left the west wing in a hurry.

Lin Xiaoyue glanced at Liang Jingyao who was still standing stupidly in the room, coughed twice, and said, "Ahem! Brother Liang, I have to change clothes, please go out for a while."

Liang Jingyao scratched his head in embarrassment, and took out a new mask that was as thin as a cicada's wings, "There are many people out there, so go out with a different mask."

This was exactly what Lin Xiaoyue wanted. She took the mask happily and said, "Thank you Brother Liang, and you have seen the man in black's subordinates, you can change it yourself!"

"it is good!"

Liang Jingyao immediately took out another new mask and put it on his face. He walked a few steps towards the door, and suddenly thought of something, turned around and asked, "By the way, where did you hide that man in black?"

Lin Xiaoyue wiped her neck with her hand, "Hey the dog!"

"You do better than me! I'll wait for you outside!"

Liang Jingyao gave a thumbs up and strode out of the room.

In the room, Lin Xiaoyue put on a new mask, then changed into men's clothes, tied up all her hair high, and inserted it with a wooden hairpin. She asked Liang Jingyao to buy this wooden hairpin on the street. It looked ordinary in appearance. The wooden hairpin actually contains a hidden secret!

When the head of the wooden hairpin is twisted, four silver needles can be shot out at one time, and a total of ten times can be twisted, and a total of forty silver needles can be fired. What came out was an extremely sharp bayonet, which was also coated with poison!

With such a secure and well-designed wooden hairpin, Lin Xiaoyue believed that Liang Jingyao definitely didn’t buy it from a street stall, but no matter how she asked, Liang Jingyao refused to tell, and finally she had to give up, anyway, no matter whether it was snatched or stolen , the key is to give it to yourself!
Lin Xiaoyue touched the wooden hairpin curiously, then walked over to open the door, "Let's go, I've already fixed it."

Liang Jingyao glanced at the wooden hairpin on Lin Xiaoyue's head, and was secretly happy. Before that, he had been worried that Lin Xiaoyue would not wear the wooden hairpin he gave her. It seems that she still likes it!
"Well, Yangming Town is very unsafe right now, so be careful in everything!"

Lin Xiaoyue nodded, said "OK", and then walked to the front yard.

The front yard is where storytellers drink tea. Standing on the stage, Lin Xiaoyue picked up the fan on the desk and opened it with a bang, and said with a smile on her face: "Today, someone from Lin will be the storyteller. A bounty; if it’s not good, please forgive me! Today, the first move of the novice on the road, I will tell you a story about the journey to the West of four masters and apprentices!"

The guests in the audience prefer to listen to gossip jokes, and they are not that interested in storytelling. This cannot be blamed on these guests. The main reason is that Yangming Town is only a small place with low cultural literacy.

The shopkeeper, Ge Baoquan, was very worried by the calm reaction. He even ran to the stage and whispered, "Miss Lin, for the first time, I'll talk about things that men like to hear. Journey to the West sounds like a child's play. Son, do you want to change it?"

Lin Xiaoyue is quite confident in the four great classics, especially Journey to the West, which is definitely a favorite of all ages, both men and women love it!How could such a good book not be popular?
She calmly rejected Ge Baoquan's suggestion: "Shopkeeper, I can make a bet with you, if one customer runs away, I will pay you ten customers' tea money, and I have to talk here for a full month! If one customer If you don’t leave and the reward is more than 5000 taels, then I will buy your teahouse at ten times the price of tonight’s income, what do you think?”

Ge Baoquan couldn't help but gasp, ten times the price!If it is 5000 taels, it is 5 taels. If the income is 1 taels tonight, then I will get 10 taels!The storefront of this teahouse is rented, which means that I only paid for the decoration of the tables, chairs and benches, but I can earn so much at once!
One must know that drinking tea and listening to books only costs five cents, and after the money for tea, the wages of the storyteller and the mistress, and the rent for the house, how much can I earn so much?

Conversely, if one customer leaves, he can earn the money of ten tea customers. A customer needs to drink tea and listen to books for five cents, and ten is fifty cents. Today, because of the daytime business, only twenty came at night Guest, that is one thousand Wen.One thousand Wen is one tael of silver, one tael per day, and 30 taels a month, but if more people come, you can get more money, which is much more than I usually earn!
Ha, since you won't lose anything, let's block it!
Ge Baoquan readily agreed: "Okay! Just bet! I hope Miss Lin won't regret it!"

Of course Lin Xiaoyue will not regret it, she made this bet just to buy this teahouse!

"Of course, shopkeeper, please rest assured!"

Ge Baoquan happily walked back to the audience, completely gone from the initial anxiety.

"Crack!" The fan was opened again, Lin Xiaoyue knocked on the wooden block at hand, and began to tell the story in a rough voice, "It is said that in the Huaguo Mountain in Shenzhou, there is full of aura, and there is a stone that has been nourished by the aura of heaven and earth for hundreds of millions of years. The stone made a loud bang, and a spirit monkey jumped out of it. The monkey was brave and resourceful, jumped into the waterfall where other monkeys dared not enter, and found a large water curtain cave. The monkeys were convinced and embraced this spirit monkey one after another, and the spirit monkey directly took over the mountain as king, calling itself the Monkey King..."

With the movements of her hands and some unique ventriloquisms, Lin Xiaoyue narrated the first two chapters of Journey to the West vividly, making the audience listening to the stories mesmerized, as if they were in the real scene!
When Lin Xiaoyue finished and returned to the backstage, the guests discovered for the first time why the storytelling time passed so fast?Could it be that the shopkeeper deliberately shortened the time?

"Shopkeeper, why did it end so soon? You fucking blackmailed us!"

"Yes! Shopkeeper, you pay us money, or continue to let the storyteller come out!"

"We can afford whatever sir wants. If we don't hear enough today, we won't leave!"

……

Ge Baoquan was completely dumbfounded by the money-throwing and the cursing, because he also listened with great interest, but Lin Xiaoyue said, "If you want to know what will happen next, let's listen to the next chapter to break it down", which made his heart feel as if he had been crushed. It's like people scratching an itch, it's really uncomfortable!

But the incense on the desk has already been burned, is Miss Lin still willing to speak out?If she doesn't come out, can these guests let him go?He didn't end well today!

(End of this chapter)