Fat Niang makes a fortune in farming

Chapter 621 Covet Freshness
Meng Kejun guessed that Wang Zhujun would definitely invite the troupe back. She thought that Wang Zhujun must have invited a troupe more famous than the family troupe this time, but she saw that Wang Zhujun only invited one person back, a 50-year-old, A plain-looking man in a blue-gray coat.

But this man, with background and fame, can support a family and an entire theater troupe by himself.

Zhai Haibo, not only with a radius of hundreds of miles, but also with a radius of thousands of miles, his reputation is like thunder.

His storytelling, as long as you stand in front of him and he opens his mouth, no matter what book he is talking about, no matter what plot he is talking about, he can make you feel like you are on the scene. , there is no one who does not listen to it happily.

As soon as the news that Zhai Haibo was going to take root in the Xianghe Building as a permanent storyteller was announced, the Xianghe Building was full of people very quickly, and the banquets that had just been settled were all lined up more than ten days later.

"But Miss Jun, what's the point? Everyone ran to him!"

Seeing the crowded crowd at the opposite door, Qiaohui was sweating again.

Feng Yu Garden's business has only lasted for half a month, and now all the customers in the store rushed to the opposite door to listen to books.

Now it has turned into Fengyu Garden, and the remaining few tables of customers in the store are old theater fans of Ye Heming from the married class. These theater fans have some friendship with Ye Heming, otherwise they would have already run to the opposite door.

After finishing all the work on her hands, Chen Meishi poured a cup of tea for Meng Kejun who had just come out of the counting room, and when she handed the tea to Meng Kejun, she squinted Qiaohui's eyes, a little bit to blame her.

Meng Kejun's belly was full, and he was tired enough to go up and down all day long, not to mention that all the guests had gone to the opposite door, Meng Kejun must also be anxious, but she was so ignorant that she followed suit.

Chen Meishi looked at her eyes, Qiaohui could see it clearly, she lowered her head and blushed, her heart was full of guilt and at the same time she complained about her own helplessness, at this moment she couldn't help anything, she would just follow along in a hurry, which was even more annoying .

Meng Kejun didn't rush, and after finishing the tea in his hand, he slowly opened his mouth, "People are greedy for new things, and a storyteller with such a big name is invited to the door, so everyone is going to watch the excitement. I said it was inconvenient, if it was convenient for me, I would go and listen to him face to face to see if it was like what was said outside, standing there and listening to him would give me the feeling of being there.”

"I'm not going! If you ask me to go, I won't go either! How can that person speak well, how can we sing as well as our troupe!"

Standing at the door, Yong Sheng, who did not welcome any guests, glanced at the opposite door angrily. Anyway, in his heart, no matter who it is or what it is, no one can compare to Fengyu Garden.

Seeing Yong's angry appearance, Meng Kejun smiled and shook his head.

"But Miss Jun, you still laugh, you can still laugh! We have to find a way to get all the guests back! A lot of people are waiting to be raised!"

It's not that Qiaohui is ignorant, but that she is really anxious. Dong Qingfeng is not by Meng Kejun's side, and she always feels that she should help Meng Kejun share some of the burden on his shoulders. There is no way to start.Often at this time, she will complain that she is stupid, can't do anything except eat, and can't help.

"Don't worry! The guests will come back after all!"

Meng Kejun patted Qiaohui on the shoulder, signaling her not to worry too much.

"Auntie, why are you so sure?"

Hearing what Meng Kejun said, and seeing her expression full of affirmation, although Yongsheng didn't understand in his heart, he was also full of confidence just like Meng Kejun.

"People's hearts are greedy for new things and full of curiosity. Suddenly a storyteller pops up, and he is such a famous storyteller. Naturally, everyone wants to see if this person is really as powerful as the rumors, but Once this freshness wears off, those who like to watch theaters will naturally come to our theater, and those who like to listen to books will still go to the opposite door to listen to books."

Meng Kejun is very accurate in grasping these hearts of human nature.She wasn't worried about those guests who were snatched away by storytellers, what she was worried about was whether Wang Zhujun would take advantage of this and do some insidious tricks behind his back.

"Yes, it's like eating fish and meat. You have been eating meat, and suddenly a bowl of fish is served. You will naturally look at the freshness and take two bites with chopsticks, but after taking two bites, you feel that the taste is not right. Don’t you still want to eat meat! This is the same reason.”

According to Meng Kejun's analysis, Ye Heming nodded repeatedly. He was not worried about the guests who were taken away because of his confidence in his troupe. After decades of ups and downs in the family troupe, it is not just casual can get it.

"But we can't wait for the guests to come back like this! We still have to find a way to do business! The wages of dozens of guys inside and out still have to be paid."

That being said, Qiaohui's heart can't be at ease. Although she doesn't plan to calculate big accounts, she has her own small account book in her heart. The wages of these guys are the biggest daily expense of Fengyu Garden.

"Qiaohui, don't worry! There might be big business waiting for us to do later!"

Seeing that Qiaohui was in such a hurry, Ye Heming deliberately played tricks on her.

"Big business? Grandpa Ye, what big business?"

Hearing that there was a big business, Yong Sheng also regained his energy, and his originally listless appearance immediately disappeared, and his eyes looking at Ye Heming were sparkling and full of anticipation.

At the same time, both Chen Meishi and Qiaohui looked at him together, their faces full of doubt and expectation.

"This! We can't talk about it yet!"

Seeing that everyone was interested, the smile on Ye Heming's face became brighter, and he wanted to sell this trick even more.

"Oh! Uncle Ye, what are you talking about! We are all anxious to death!"

Ye Heming's reluctance to speak made Qiaohui anxious to death, she took Ye Heming's arm and begged him to tell them the news earlier, so that they could relax their gripping hearts.

"But sir, dad, we're back."

Just as Qiaohui finished speaking, Ye Rongrong, who had gone out with Wang Mancang Maisui early in the morning, came back just in time with the group.

"How's it going? How's the talk going?"

Meng Kejun and Ye Heming greeted him immediately.

Seeing that several people were sweating, Chen Meishi immediately poured a glass of water for each of them, and Qiaohui also quickly took the handkerchief from the counter and handed it to them.

"How is it? Has the deal been concluded?"

This time it was Meng Kejun who asked the question, but seeing the expressions of Ye Rongrong and Wang Mancang Maisui, Meng Kejun guessed that the matter must be right.

After Gulu Gulu poured all the tea in the cup into his stomach, Wang Mancang wiped his mouth with his sleeve, then smiled and said to the people present, "It's a deal, it's a deal!"

(End of this chapter)