Siheyuan: from Divorce

After a while, the guy brought the charcoal-fired Zhengwang copper pot, beef and mutton rolls, and duck blood. Xu Damao skillfully put the meat in first, and after a while, the clear soup became foamy, and the fragrance accompanied it. The heat was overflowing.

"It's all about me, and I want to know more about you, Akiba."

Xu Damao's own topic has come to a point, but if he continues to talk, he is deliberately showing off his identity, and it also means arranging others.

Girls like to be heard, no matter which world or girl of that era.

"I, I'm just an ordinary teacher, and the living environment is quite simple. It seems that there is nothing worth talking about." Ran Qiuye said a little embarrassedly. Compared with Xu Damao's prosperous deeds in the rolling mill, her teaching career seems to be monotonous. sheet of white paper.

Of course, the jokes made by some naughty children don't seem to be on the table, and Ran Qiuye is worried that Xu Damao is not interested in these.

Xu Damao smiled and said, "Qiuye, what kind of books do you like to read on weekdays?"

Ran Qiuye's eyes seemed to light up, and when she talked about this topic, she came to the spirit.

"I read a lot of books on weekdays. When I was in college, I liked excellent domestic works such as "Border Town" and "Lu Xun's Collected Works". At present, my favorite is the romance book from Big Brother, of course "Master and Margaret", "Forty One"..."

Got it, now I'm reading a romance novel.

The translation books from Big Brother are basically romance novels that are very popular among young people.

Ran Qiuye spoke in high spirits, and the chatterbox was opened. When the excitement passed, he looked a little embarrassed at Xu Damao who was listening carefully: "I'm sorry, I'm a little excited about this."

"It's okay, I like to hear you talk, and have something to eat first."

Ran Qiuye's heart was sweet for a while. Hearing Xu Damao's compliment, he felt good. Then he looked at the mutton in the dishes in front of him, and couldn't help but be moved. He was really a considerate man.

"Then... Da Mao, what kind of books do you usually like to read?" Ran Qiuye became curious.

"This... I usually read Spring and Autumn."

Xu Yunchang Da Mao's face did not change.

Chapter 41

"Chunqiu?" Ran Qiuye asked curiously, "Then are you interested in history books?"

"Forget it, I will read some records of the Three Kingdoms and the Records of the Grand Historian, and know a little bit." Xu Damao said modestly.

"Then which dynasty's history are you most interested in? To be honest, I felt that reading history books was too boring, so I didn't read much." Ran Qiuye opened the chatter.

"Well... the history of the Ming Dynasty." Xu Damao thought about it for a while, and then he had to come up with some dry goods. "Actually, if you look at history as one short story after another, it will be very interesting. You are like Ming Dynasty. In the history of the dynasty, the first emperor Zhu Yuanzhang, nicknamed Chongba, was born..."

In his previous life, Xu Damao had a special liking for "Things in the Ming Dynasty", which has been ranked first on the best-selling list in history. He read it over and over many times when he was in college. The interesting stories in it made him fresh in his memory. Personally, that's a slap in the face.

The more Ran Qiuye listened, the more fascinated she became. Originally she thought it was a boring historical story. With Xu Damao's narration, the vivid and interesting characters seemed to come to life from the writing. When talking about the sand sculptures of Zhu Chongba and his brothers during the uprising, she Just cover your mouth and smile.Talking about the change of the civil fort in the Ming Dynasty, she clenched her chopsticks nervously; when it came to Yu Qian stepping forward, turning the tide, and helping the building to collapse, she clapped her hands happily.

After a hot pot meal, Xu Damao was too addicted to being a storyteller, so he could not help but gradually let go, and his voice gradually became louder.

The old neighbors around the copper pots were drinking white wine and talking about the mountains. Hearing Xu Damao's voice was a little uncomfortable at first, but after listening to it, he couldn't help but be fascinated and forgot what he was doing.

They put down their chopsticks and listened attentively. The way of telling this interesting story is really novel. Even the kid who was running around in the boss's house sat obediently on the ground and listened to the story more seriously than in school.

Seeing the high prices of the hot pot restaurant's dishes, the customers who hesitated to hear Xu Damao's style as a storyteller also became interested, ordered dishes without hesitation, and joined in for the fun.

Except for Xu Damao's eloquent talk, there was only the sound of bubbling from the boiling copper pot.

"The emperor guards the gate of the country, and the king dies. Even if Daming finally dies, it will not disgrace the integrity of that iron-boned integrity..."

I don’t know how long it has been since this talk, until Xu Damao said it to the fullest, and his throat was almost smoking. Describe in detail.

"it is good!"

The diners in the audience did not hesitate to give their applause, and their hands were all red.

"Fantastic! This is the first time I've heard such an interesting story!"

"Mom, this is much better than a villain's book!"

"This young man is incredible, learning to get rich five cars, at first glance he looks like a college student!"

Ran Qiuye turned into a little fan girl, her eyes were sparkling with light, especially her applauding was the most enthusiastic, and her little hands were all red.

When it was time to check out and leave, the store owner gave Xu Damao a [-]% discount. He hoped that Xu Damao would come often in the future, tell more stories to the guests, and liven up the atmosphere.

As for why it is unavoidable, there is no way, middle and high-end restaurants are also difficult these days.

After leaving the hot pot restaurant, it was already dark. Now that the New Year is just over, the days are short and the nights are long. After noon, it gets dark very quickly.

Ran Qiuye blushed, but he didn't feel cold when blown by the cold wind, and said cheerfully: "I didn't expect you, Da Mao, to be so knowledgeable. Before, you only said that you are interested in history, and it is too modest to know a little about it! "

"Do you like the story I tell?"

"Of course!"

"I'll tell you every day after you like it." Xu Damao whispered in her ear.

"well……"

Ran Qiu and Ye Xia fluttered her cheeks, her heart pounding like a deer, and she couldn't help stammering when she spoke.

Xu Damao couldn't help but feel agitated for a while, he couldn't help holding Ran Qiuye's little hand, and hit the railway while it was hot: "Qiuye, be my girlfriend and talk to me about a love for the purpose of marriage."

In this era, if you like it, you want to export it. In the simple era, a sincerity is the most valuable.

Ran Qiuye blushed, and his voice was like a gnat, almost inaudible: "Okay."

Xu Damao was ecstatic, he couldn't help hugging her and turning around three times, Ran Qiuye was ashamed and hammered his shoulder again and again: "Let me down."