Happy Lady: The black-bellied man is quick to admit it

Chapter 151 What I saw in the tea house (1)

"It's not time for storytelling, why not sit down and have a cup of tea first."

It was Luo Shuyan who spoke, and she also stood up now, and smiled slightly at Rong Xin, with joy in her eyes.

"Isn't it time that all the guests have arrived?"

Sitting on Luo Shuyan's left hand, Rong Xin glanced at the empty table not far away, blinked her eyes, feeling puzzled.

"Didn't I just tell you that there is a new storyteller here? That person is amazing!" Sun Fu giggled, "There are so many people in Los Angeles rushing to ask him to be a storyteller, and he never scorns him. Gu, if you say you are here to listen to the book, it is not good for your eyes, he will not open his mouth even if he is killed!"

This is a miracle!

Rong Xin was a little curious: "There is such a thing?"

"Yeah, you said that he is not afraid of being blocked by others, and he will never be able to speak again in the future, so he can only drink the northwest wind?" Yu Baizhi snorted softly, a little disdainful, "Actually, I think he is deliberately hanging people Appetite, who can't tell a story, but he can tell a flower?"

Like Rong Xinqian, Yu Baizhi and Rong Xinqian both came to listen to it for the first time, so they only knew that the storyteller had a great reputation, but they didn't know what his real skills were.

It's just that the two of them are just an example after all, and others are fortunate enough to have heard it a few times. Now that they heard the conversation between them, they couldn't help but get excited.

Lu Zhen pursed her lips and laughed softly: "I just said that because I haven't heard of it before. I thought so too at the beginning, but now I think it's worthy of the name."

"Mr. Su's book is different from that of ordinary storytellers. It is novel and fun, and it is indeed refreshing." Luo Shuyan drank a cup of tea and also praised it.

Even if the words are as few as Song Zhiyue, at this moment, she echoed in a low voice: "Mr. Su's words are very good."

In this way, Rong Xinqian and Yu Baizhi looked at each other, and both saw a trace of expectation in each other's eyes.

It's just that the storyteller didn't wait for him, but he waited for a commotion downstairs in the teahouse.

"Huh? Isn't that man the eldest son of the Pei family? Who is this song from?" A slightly surprised voice sounded, and the people in the room couldn't help being curious. They went to the windows facing the street and pushed them away. Window quietly to see the situation below.

Rong Xinqian's heart jumped because of the eldest son of the Pei family that the girl mentioned, so she couldn't help but walked to the window and looked down.

Today is the day of the monthly market, and the streets in the city are bustling with activity.

No matter what, Qi Feng never expected that he would be blocked by someone while pushing the young master along the street!
Seeing the two pretty, pear-blossoming and pitiful girls standing in front of his young master, Qi Feng could not help but silently light a candle for them in his heart.

There are so many handsome young men in the street, but if you don't know what to do to stop the young man, isn't this a comfortable life and want to seek abuse?
Shaking his head, Qi Feng walked up to Pei Chengxia, pushed away the two women who were so frightened by the master's eyes and moved forward, and said: "Such a wide road, what are you doing? Your eyes are not working well, but you want to go here?"

The slightly taller woman in orange clothes glanced at Qi Feng, then at Pei Chengxia, who was sitting in a wheelchair indifferently and unmoved, her eyes were slightly red, and she choked when she spoke: "Nujia It’s also unavoidable, it’s because the younger sister’s health is not good, and my family has no money to ask a doctor to treat her. I saw the young master from a distance before, and saw him dressed gorgeously, so I wanted to ask for help. My family really has no malice.”

"Ahem, my sister lost her sense of proportion because of me, and I hope you, ahem, will not be offended." As if to confirm the words of the woman in orange, the woman in white standing behind her, who was thin and looked vulnerable, gasped slightly. Justifying, with a soft voice, Qi Feng glanced at her and saw that her face was indeed pale, he was puzzled, and couldn't help but glance back at his master.

At that time, Pei Chengxia watched coldly, and the corners of his mouth slowly curled into a strange arc...

(End of this chapter)